Malisa's POV
It turned out I had slept all day. When I woke up, I didn't remember anything about my troubles or the things I had been waiting for. Confusion washed over me, but the hunger quickly reminded me to move. I got out of bed and headed to the kitchen, hoping to find something to fill my empty stomach.Upon reaching the kitchen, I opened the fridge and found some cake inside. The cake looked tempting, and without a second thought, I took a generous portion. My stomach rejoiced as I took a bite, savoring each sweet and soft morsel. However, just as I was finishing the last piece, I suddenly remembered something more important.Yes, the important news I had been waiting for—Mariana's update about Roby. Panic set in, and without thinking twice, I dashed back to my room. My feet moved quickly, as if propelled by a strong urge to find out. In my mind, various scenarios spun: had Mariana found Roby? Was there any positive development?Inside the rooMalisa’s POV After I finished the call with Mariana, I looked back at Roby. It turned out he was still engrossed in eating and seemed far from finished with his hunger. He looked so ravenous, devouring each bite with enthusiasm. Seeing him like that made me wonder if he had only just seen food today.His strange behavior only piqued my curiosity further. His face showed deep exhaustion, and every time he lifted his spoon, there was a kind of hunger reflex he couldn’t hide. It was as if the food in front of him was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.I observed how he chewed, as if he wanted to savor every bite fully. Inside, I felt mixed emotions, on one hand, I was relieved to see him eat heartily, but on the other hand, I worried about what he had been through. Experiences that might have made him feel disconnected from the comfort and warmth of home.As Roby continued eating, I remembered how important physical and emotional care is in situa
Malisa’s POV I waited in front of him, watching every bite he took. Roby ate very eagerly, and even though I knew it was good for him, my patience began to wear thin. Finally, after a while, there were only two bites left when he suddenly burped.Annoyance started to gnaw at my mind. He kept adding to his portion, and I felt as if time was moving very slowly. Meanwhile, my own stomach was beginning to rumble from waiting, but I still tried to be patient. In my heart, I was determined to listen to his story carefully.All the aches and discomfort I felt seemed worth it for my desire to get information from him. Although waiting was tiring, I knew this moment was very important for Roby. He needed support, and I wanted to ensure he knew I was here for him, no matter how long it took.When Roby finally finished his last bite, I felt a slight sense of relief. Now it was time to listen to the story that had caused him so much distress. My curiosity and con
Malisa’s POV "Debt?" I thought, increasingly confused by Roby's story."Yes, debt. Since Eric no longer lived here with you, he was living off me. Not just living here, but I was also covering all his needs and expenses. It was really annoying, and he seemed to have no intention of being independent without my help," Roby elaborated, explaining everything that made him upset with Eric.Roby looked frustrated as he recalled all the sacrifices he had made. "I gave him a place to stay and helped him meet his daily needs. However, every time I hoped he could stand on his own two feet, he would come back asking for help. It felt like all my efforts were in vain. He doesn’t appreciate everything I’ve given him."Roby's feelings of anger and heartache became clearer. He felt trapped in a situation where he had to constantly help someone who should be able to stand on his own. "When Eric asked for money again for Serena's hospital bills, I felt like he was ju
Malisa’s POV I was sure this was an expression of Roby's true feelings. This time, I felt like I wouldn't fall into his trap or trap. Even though I knew that Roby was very manipulative and could repeat his bad plans against me, I felt that he wasn't pretending at this time. I needed to trust Roby's words more, but I still had to be careful. There was a possibility that he would stab me in the middle of the road and take advantage of this situation for his own benefit, harming me in the process. My feelings were mixed. On one hand, I felt sympathy for what Roby was going through, but on the other hand, there was a suspicion that was gnawing at my mind. Roby had the ability to manipulate words and situations, making it difficult to fully trust him. Even so, I couldn't ignore the concern that arose from his story. I had to stay alert, maintain emotional distance, and not get caught up in the games he might be playing. In this situation, it was import
Malisa’s POV I gathered it would be a weapon to fight all the lies and crimes they had committed. This was a fight not only for myself, but also for Serena's memory and to ensure that no one else would suffer a similar fate. "Malisa, what steps will you take now against Eric and Lina? Are you going to take revenge on them?" Roby asked, bringing me back to my senses. Roby's question instantly shattered my reverie. In an instant, all the pent-up pain and anger came flooding back, and I realized how important it was to take action. I had to plan my next move carefully. This wasn't just about revenge, but about justice and making sure they were held accountable for all their actions. With each passing second it became clearer that I couldn't stay silent. I would start thinking of a strategy to bring Eric and Lina to justice. Courage and determination were the keys to facing them and exposing all the lies that had ruined my life and Serena's.
Malisa’s POV "Do you want money from me? Here's the thing, I'll give you a large amount of money if you want to be a witness in this case. But don't back down in the middle of the road because you changed your mind or can't bear to see your friend, or even because of intimidation from the opposing party. I want you to be consistent and firm in being a witness in the trial later. You have to be honest and make statements that are in accordance with what you just told me. I don't want you to betray me again. If that happens, you could be destroyed and I can assure you that your life will suffer forever. But if you really tell the truth like now, then you don't have any thoughts of backing down and act decisively to keep moving forward without being easily contaminated by anyone, then I will pay you the amount that I will promise now. So, do you agree?" I asked again, asking for confirmation of the decision that Roby would take now. Every word I
Malisa's POVAfter a moment of silence, Roby and I exchanged glances. I quickly continued my statement so he would better understand my intentions. It was important for me to ensure that Roby wouldn't retract his words about agreeing to this deal. I needed to monitor and guard him so he wouldn't change his mind before we dealt with the agreement letter later."I will keep this document as proof, and you can also keep it to hold me accountable later," I said with a smile.With that statement, I hoped Roby would feel calmer and more confident with the decision made. Keeping the document as proof was an important step to ensure that all commitments made could be accounted for. I wanted him to know that I was serious about this collaboration and that he wouldn't be alone in facing the challenges ahead.I thought about all the steps that needed to be taken next. Creating a clear and firm statement letter was a priority. In this process, I wanted to ensure t
Malisa's POV With that statement, Roby showed his commitment to collaborate. This decision was an important step for both of us. With tight security and a safe place to stay, Roby would have the chance to breathe easier, far from the threats lurking around him.I felt relieved that he was beginning to understand the situation he faced and was willing to take proactive steps. This was a crucial moment in our struggle to reveal the truth and ensure that justice was served. Roby's courage to move away from his previous position demonstrated his determination to protect himself and help uncover the lies that had harmed many."Yes, that's good then. I’ll ensure your safety and well-being. Besides, you won’t have to live as hard as before. You can use the available facilities without having to struggle to work for some time. But remember, this is not a form of bribery or anything like that. This is purely my concern for your safety because I’ll need your further tes
Malisa’s POV This night was quite heavy for me, but after dialoguing with myself in the stillness of solitude, I began to find definite answers that came from within. I felt this decision was ripe. I would take Mariana's advice. Although I didn’t know what would happen between me and Eric moving forward, my inner self clearly said that I had to do it. After coming to a conclusion from my relatively brief reflection, I lay down on my bed. I felt a little relief and could breathe in the cool air. My chest slowly felt lighter, no longer tight. I closed my eyes very peacefully, allowing my mind to rest. I let myself drift into sleep for the remainder of the night. By early morning, I immediately contacted Mariana to meet me that very morning. I wanted to discuss the outcome of the decision I would make today. Mariana came, and we talked at length. She understood my thought process and had empathy for the feelings within me. Finally, we began to handle everything according to my wishes
Malisa's POV Doubt still lingered in my heart. "But what if this just leads to repeating the same mistakes? Am I really ready to face that possibility?"Mariana smiled slightly, looking at me with confidence. "Every decision carries risks, Ma'am. But if you feel there’s a chance for growth and change, it’s worth trying. No one can guarantee the outcome, but at least you’ll know you’ve made an effort. If not now, when?"I pondered Mariana’s words, struck by her insightful reasoning. "Yes, you’re right, but..." I said, still feeling uncertain about Eric."Enough, Ma'am Malisa. You can give him a chance. He’s just an ordinary human, like us. But it’s up to you, and the decision is yours," Mariana said with a smile.Hearing her words made me feel a bit more open. Perhaps it was indeed true that everyone deserves a second chance. Eric wasn’t a monster; he also had weaknesses and made mistakes. If I could forgive him, maybe I could also find a way
Malisa’s POVClearly, I felt sad because the current situation regarding this conflict did not align with my hopes and expectations. Everything felt far from what I had imagined. Initially, I just wanted to live my life peacefully, but now, I was trapped in a complicated and emotional conflict.Eric started it, and now I had to resolve it. In my mind, there was a mix of emotions. On one hand, I felt angry and disappointed that everything wasn’t going according to plan. Yet, on the other hand, I also felt this was a responsibility I had to bear. This had already happened, and whether I liked it or not, I had to get involved in a matter that clearly dragged me in.Every time I thought of Eric, there was a battle between hate and pity within me. He might be responsible for many problems, but I couldn't ignore the fact that he was also a human being struggling. The dream about Serena deepened my doubts, as if urging me to consider various possibilities that I had never wanted before.I kn
Malisa’s POVI sighed heavily."I know, but sometimes I wonder if the right punishment can erase all this pain. Is there another way? Perhaps, behind all this, there are lessons to be learned, not just punishment."Mariana looked at me seriously. "Justice isn't just about punishment; it's also about the process of understanding and repairing. But sometimes, we must remember that actions have consequences. Whatever happens tomorrow, it will be part of our journey."I fell silent, contemplating Mariana's words. Perhaps she was right, but still, this feeling of uncertainty was hard to ignore. In that silence, I knew that whatever happened in tomorrow's hearing, my life and the lives of those around us would never be the same again."Mariana, I feel like there’s something weighing on my heart. It’s a feeling that’s hard to explain," I said, confused by my suddenly shifting emotions. "What is it, Ma'am? If you don’t mind, share it with me. Don’t hesitate if you want to share your story w
Malisa's POVEverything feels strange and very odd. Seeing the closeness between Eric and Lina is truly unnatural. In my view, they both seem too familiar with each other, and that makes me suspicious. I have no doubt that they must have something hidden, something they want to keep from those around them. This uncertainty continues to haunt my mind.I feel the need to uncover all the secrets between them. Only by knowing what really happened can I achieve peace of mind. I am sure there is more than just friendship between Eric and Lina. That's why I decided to ask for help from Mariana, my reliable best friend.Mariana is known for being clever and resourceful. She has a sharp instinct for finding the information needed. I gave her the task of investigating the closeness of Eric and Lina, hoping she could find clues that would lead me to the truth. Without hesitation, Mariana accepted this challenge and quickly got to work.Day after day, I waited for news from Mariana with hope. Eve
Eric's POV Trying to maintain my composure, I attempted not to show my fear. "I'm here to serve my sentence," I replied softly, trying to convey that I didn't want to get involved in any conflict. They laughed, their voices filled with mockery. "A sentence? Here, we set the rules. You need to learn to respect your elders!" one of them said, moving closer in a menacing manner. I looked at them one by one, hoping to find at least one person who wasn't too bad and could befriend me. However, all the long-term inmates here appeared fierce and intolerant toward newcomers like me. Despair began to fill my mind, and I knew I had no choice but to accept this reality and situation. "Nice to meet you," said someone right in front of me before delivering a hard punch to my stomach. "Ouch," I exclaimed spontaneously, groaning in pain. The pain shook my body, and I had to bend over to lessen the impact of the sudden attack. The laughter from the other inmates filled the air, adding to the sh
Eric's POV As we walked, I tried to reflect on everything that had happened. Thoughts about the future, about how I could rectify my mistakes, began to fill my mind. Although it felt very heavy right now, I realized there were lessons to be learned from all of this. I followed the officer, trying to stay focused on the next step. In my heart, I promised not to give up and to seek ways to rebuild my life, even though the challenges ahead were still great. As the door to the room opened and I took just two steps forward, I saw faces filled with joy, mocking my situation. Some even looked ready to spit in my direction. Feelings of shame and heartache washed over me, but the officer quickly shielded me, ensuring I didn’t receive mistreatment from the people I was passing. "Come on, pick up the pace!" the officer said, directing me to hurry. I nodded my head, signaling that I understood his instructions. With quick steps, I tried to ignore the voices around me, even though every lau
Eric's POV As the trial proceeded, I tried to focus, listening to every question and statement made. However, my thoughts always returned to Malisa and Roby, wondering how they were feeling about all of this. I wanted to fix everything, but I knew this journey wouldn't be easy. The trial process went relatively smoothly, although there was a bit of chaos midway. The atmosphere became tense, but I tried to stay focused. Among the crowd present, Malisa's gaze was directed at me. The sparkle in her eyes hinted at feelings I could interpret, but could not express. Anxiety washed over me as I sensed something strange in her stare. I felt that she still harbored feelings of love and affection for me, despite the vast distance this situation had created between us. That look reminded me of the beautiful memories we once shared, when everything felt simpler and full of hope. Now, we were in such a different place, and everything felt so foreign. I didn't know how long this situation woul
Eric's POVWithout hesitation, I began to step forward after the cell door was unlocked. The creaking metal signaled the start of this journey. The police officer was ready to escort me to the courtroom, affirming that all of this was a step toward accountability."Are you ready, Mr. Eric?" the officer asked as he turned to me."Yes, I’m ready," I replied, taking a deep breath to calm myself before facing what was to come. My eyes looked straight ahead, trying to ignore the anxiety that clouded my mind."Alright, let’s go!" the officer said, signaling for me to follow his lead. We walked down the cold, empty hallway, our footsteps echoing against the walls. Each step felt heavy, carrying the weight of regret and fear of what would happen in the courtroom.The courtroom was getting closer, and my heart raced. I knew that behind that door, many were waiting to hear my story, to understand the reasons behind everything that had happened. This was