As the rain grew heavier, Zavier got out of the car and stopped in the middle of the road, watching the rain drench his entire body. Frustration and anger overwhelmed him. He felt like everything that happened was because of his own weakness, because he couldn't control his own feelings for Nayla.
Zavier stood frozen in the pouring rain, clenching his fists tightly. He felt like everything he did always ended in failure. His feeling of frustration reached its peak, making him feel like there was no way out of this situation.However, amidst the darkness and the heavy rain, the security officer ran and brought an umbrella for him, but he refused."Let me be here." "I feel very guilty towards Nayla," he said, raising one hand to prevent the security officer from approaching."Tuan ... "The security officer was powerless to do anything but stand and watch the destruction within the master.A moment later, Sefia came outSefia took a deep breath as she followed him into the room and saw Zavier sitting alone at the far end of the room. She had longed for moments like this, where they could be alone together, without any interruptions from others. With steady steps, she approached Zavier, trying to hold back the tension that filled her heart.Zavier turned as Sefia approached, a gentle smile etched on his face. "Sefia." "Why are you still not asleep?"Sefia felt her heart racing. She swallowed before finally answering, "Zavier." I just want to spend time with you. May I sit down?Zavier nodded, gesturing to the seat beside him. "Of course, please sit down."Sefia chose to sit carefully on the edge of the bed, trying to arrange the words in her mind before finally speaking. "Zavier, I..." He fell silent, feeling confused. How could he express his feelings without looking too reckless?Zavier looked at her attentively. "Is there something you want t
Sefia was a bit surprised, especially since Zavier's steps were very quick and seemed hurried, and he didn't answer her at all."Eh, what's going on?" he asked, confused.His eyes widened, trying to understand what was happening."Zavier?" she called out again, her voice full of questions.Zavier smiled, although he looked a bit out of breath. Quickly, he placed the pillow and blanket he was holding beside the bed, then replaced the blanket on the bed with the one he brought.He also quickly exchanged the pillow, saying, "Let's switch... I can't sleep well without my pillow," he said and then hurriedly left."Eh ... "Sefia could only stare at the door that Zavier had just closed, her confusion deepening. What just happened? Why did Zavier suddenly change his mind? But before he could think further, he saw the pillow and blanket that had just been placed on the bed.With mixed feelings, Sefia clu
"Zavier... he's still in my memory, ohh, this is wrong!" she hissed, then Nayla screamed and pushed Michael away, then sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting her clothes that had been slightly disheveled, trying to regain her composure with heavy breaths."Nay ...," Michael called gently.Michael felt the vibrations of anxiety from Nayla, and his heart was shaken by the uncertainty implied in her words.However, before he could respond, Nayla quickly moved towards the door, seemingly intending to sleep in the living room."A-aku, forgive me, Michael." I-I'll just sleep in the living room!""Eh, No, Nayla, wait ...," said Michael gently, stopping Nayla's steps."I don't want to force you." I will sleep in the living room. You can stay here.Nayla looked at Michael with clarity in her eyes. "But..."Nayla feels ashamed of what has happened. She ran out of words."No buts," Michael interje
Meanwhile, in Michael's apartment, in the bathroom, Nayla quickly applied thick makeup to her face, trying to hide the dark circles forming under her eyes.He felt embarrassed by his tired appearance, not wanting others to see how he really was.However, in his heart, he also felt anxious about what would happen next."No, no, this is not enough," Nayla muttered to herself, looking at her polished result in the mirror. "But it's okay." I have to keep trying."This, ahh ... looks like a panda!" she exclaimed angrily.With a pounding heart, Nayla moved towards the kitchen, joining Michael who was busy setting the breakfast table. A fragrant aroma wafted through the room."Good morning," Michael greeted with a baritone voice and a warm smile. Nayla saw dark circles under the man's eyes. The woman smiled slightly, realizing that the man also couldn't sleep soundly all night."What breakfast did you make, Mich?"
Chayo pushed up her glasses and replied, "I know ... looking for evidence that Mrs. Nayla is not cheating, but what will you do if it turns out she is indeed not cheating?"Hearing the assistant's rather bold question, Zavier stared deeply at the man and swallowed his saliva roughly."I will not divorce her!""Sorry, Sir." What about Mrs. Sefia? Are you planning to have two wives at the same time?Brang!!!Angrily, Zavier threw the small LED screen in front of him, causing it to shatter and scatter on the floor. Chayo immediately stepped back a few paces and apologized."Sir, forgive my boldness, but all of this needs to be considered," Chayo said while bowing his head.She witnessed how Nayla always fell into despair when she became Zavier's wife. The man often comes home late and makes excuses about working overtime, but he is actually enjoying a romantic dinner with Sefia."Madam often contact
They sat together around Nadira's bed, sharing stories and small laughs. But behind her smile, Nayla felt torn. She couldn't hide her growing feelings, even though she tried to be strong in front of her sister and Michael.Nayla occasionally joins the conversation, but whatever comes out of her mouth does not receive a serious response from her younger sibling.After talking for a while, Nadira felt tired and asked Michael to stay with her until she fell asleep."Michael, can you stay with Nadira until she falls asleep?" Nadira asked softly. Her physical strength was still weak, so their earlier conversation drained a lot of her energy."Go to sleep, I'll come back tomorrow, okay?"However, Nadira shook her head slowly and one of her hands still held the man's hand tightly.Michael had to wait until he heard the soft snoring of the pale-looking woman.Slowly, Michael pulled his hand away from Nadira's grip,
Nayla nodded slowly. "I will apply for a job tomorrow." There are several job openings that I haven't had the chance to visit.Michael gazed at the woman with deep emotion, then took her hand and held it tightly. In his heart, he really wanted to propose to Nayla, but he was afraid it was all too soon. He realized that the woman still needed time to heal the wounds in her heart, and on the other hand, there was Nadira who still needed their care."I will return to Jakarta to take care of my work." If the doctor allows Nadira to go home, then let her go home. Staying in the hospital might be boring for her.Nayla turned to Michael as if to express her disagreement, but the man held her shoulder and calmed her down."Find a nurse to take care of Nadira at home." I will return to Bogor in two days. We will handle everything slowly, okay?After considering Michael's words, Nayla nodded weakly."Let's go home," invited Michael.They stopped to eat before arriving home. Arriving home, Nayla
All this time, Michael has been very serious about his work and has never played around with any women, even in the entertainment industry. He has become an idol because of his character and masculine appearance, just like his father.With his tall and muscular physique, Michael gained extra points that made him the dream of many women.The mother immediately stepped forward to mediate."Michael, Mother ... Mother will find a wife for you and you will go on a blind date, how about that?""Michael, Mom ... Mom will find a wife for you and you will go on a blind date, how about that?" Hearing this, Michael was surprised and then laughed, "Oh, Mom. What era is this?"Hearing that, Michael was surprised and then laughed, "Oh, Mom. What era is this?" Why do we still have to go on blind dates?"Why do we still have to go on blind dates?" "But, you have to understand, Michael.""But, this ... you have to understand, Michael." We come from a family with an honorable status, you cannot possibly
***Happy ending***Zavier smiled coldly, his gaze calculating. “They conspired,” he replied in a low but firm tone. “They stole Nayla's identity and made my wife suffer through memory loss. They played with her life, erasing the precious memories we once had. If they think they can get away with it, they're sadly mistaken.”His assistant remained calm on the other end of the line, waiting for further instructions. “What is your plan, sir?”Zavier stared far ahead, his eyes filled with determination. “Reclaim her face,” he said meaningfully, ”and let the fake forget her memory. Make her feel what Nayla experienced. If they dare to take my wife's life, then I will take back what they stole. The face they created, the memories they formed... let it all crumble and perish.”His assistant nodded on the other end of the line, understanding what Zavier meant. “Yes, sir. I will arrange everything.
Sefia gasped and turned her head quickly, her eyes showing obvious shock. “Oh, Zavier... I just... had some sudden business,” she stammered. “You don't need to worry. It's just a short meeting.”However, Zavier did not simply believe her. There was something in the woman's demeanor that made him suspicious, and his desire to find out more surfaced strongly.Without saying anything else, he let Sefia go first, but not long after, Zavier got into his car and started following behind.Zavier kept his distance, making sure that Sefia did not notice his presence. He drove slowly, following Sefia's car carefully. Every turn the woman took further emphasized Zavier's suspicions. “What is she really hiding?” he muttered to himself.“She doesn't look like the Nayla that belongs to me, her eyes, her voice are different, and her height. Why did I never realize that?&rdq
“Sara, a-I'll give you an extra fee... for... for what happened last night.”Hearing that, Sara's eyes rounded and a pile of tears began to gather rapidly.Those words pierced Sara's heart. It was as if everything that happened between them was just a transaction, not something that had meaning.Her face that had been full of love turned into unbearable anger. “Pay?” she snarled in a sharp voice, her eyes looking at Bram with disappointment.“So, you think I'm just a servant who can be bought? What happened last night is just something you can pay me to erase?”Bram was silent, not expecting Sara's reaction to be that harsh. He opened his mouth, trying to find words to defuse the situation, but Sara continued before he could speak.“I'm not something you can bargain with, honorable Mr. Bram! Whatever happened last nig
His ears seemed to be deaf to the words Sara threw out. To him, in that drunken state, Sara was Nayla coming back to him, and this was a chance to embrace the woman he had been longing for.“Don't leave again, Nayla... please...” she whispered desperately, holding Sara's body on the bed. Tearing off the clothes she was wearing and starting to nuzzle Sara's slender neck.Sara tried to push Bram away, trying to snap him out of his drunken stupor. “Mr. Bram, this is not Nayla! You're drunk! Let go of me!” she said in a loud and trembling voice. However, her efforts were not strong enough to sober Bram up.Feelings of fear and confusion mixed in Sara's mind. She knew that this man was obsessed with Nayla, but she never expected to be in this situation.In a last ditch effort, she gathered all the strength she had and managed to break free from Bram's grip, roll off the bed, and escape out of the room as quickly as possible, leaving Bra
Nadia's face-or Nayla, as it often crossed his mind-was so similar to the one he remembered as the wife he loved. Not just in terms of physical appearance, but also in the way she spoke, her gentle smile, and the way she looked at Zavier as if recognizing the deepest part of his soul. Every glance, every body movement, felt like an inexplicable déjà vu.Her lips and her kiss.However, the woman now in his home-who he had always believed to be Nayla-felt different.It was as if something was missing, something unseen but felt. Her gaze was empty and distant, her touch no longer providing the warmth they once shared.“Have I been blinded by my desperation to get my wife back? Is that woman really Nayla?” Zavier thought.Zavier clasped his head with both hands, trying to calm the turmoil of his feelings. If this Nadia was the real Nayla, then who was the wo
Zavier immediately turned to Nayla, who was now sitting upright on the sofa with her hair tousled and her eyes half open. He knew that the situation could get ugly if he didn't get things under control soon.“Nayla, calm down,” he said in a soothing tone on his cell phone. “I'm helping someone who needs help. There's nothing for you to worry about.”However, those words were not enough to calm Sefia down. “Helping someone? In the middle of the night like this? And that woman's voice, why is she with you?” Sefia was getting more and more agitated, her voice portraying a burning anger and jealousy.Zavier let out a long breath, realizing that a simple explanation would not be enough to ease the anger of the woman who claimed to be his wife.“Nadia is facing a complicated situation, and I can't just leave her. Believe me, I didn't do anything wrong,” she r
Zavier looked at her deeply, as if trying to find the answer behind Nadia's eyes. “Maybe there's something in you that's more than just a similar face to Nayla. Maybe, somehow, we once had more of a connection than we realized.”“Or... are you the real Nayla?” asked Zavier, but the question was more to himself as Nadia just looked at him with a sad face.They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the warmth that still remained from that moment. Although there was a lot of confusion and questions still hanging in the air, both of them felt a strange but real bond, as if fate had brought them back together after a long time apart.The rain began to fall heavily outside, droplets soaking the windows and a soft, soothing rhythm could be heard.Zavier looked out for a moment before turning back to Nayla. Without saying much, he led her to the living room. They walked slowly, feeling the silence filled only by the sound of the rain drippi
Zavier took another step towards Nayla and said, “You rest inside and I'll take Joen home first. After that, I'll come and bring some food for you, okay?”Nayla nodded obediently and gave a warm smile and waved goodbye to Joen.They got back into the car, and Zavier drove Joen home.Along the way, his mind was spinning, thinking of the steps to take. Who exactly was the woman he brought to the empty house? Was she really the real Nayla, or just the result of Bram's crazy obsession with creating a clone?The questions kept swirling in his mind, and Zavier knew that the answers he would find might change everything.After ensuring Joen's safe return, Zavier quickly returned to the empty house. He had to talk to the woman, find out who she really was, and what was really going on. In his heart, Zavier hoped that the truth, no matter how hard it was, would come out so that everyone involved could find the peace that had been taken from thei
Having run out of steam to vent his anger, Bram shuffled towards his room. The door slammed loudly behind him, signaling that he didn't want to be disturbed.Sara stood at the door, while several servants began to organize to clean up the broken glass scattered in the living room.Moments later, there was the sound of a bottle being opened and the smell of alcohol spreading from behind the door. Bram took a rough swig of liquor, trying to shake off the deep frustration and emptiness.He felt like he had done everything-transforming Sefia into Nayla's likeness, and thinking he could slowly possess Nayla-but in reality, the real Nayla still eluded him.In that dark room, Bram felt completely defeated. No matter how much he tried to control the situation, reality always made him feel like he was chasing a shadow that he could never reach.The man occasionally shouted, startling Sara. However, the woman remained faithful and behind the door of the room