Sinopsis Rindu Tere Liye

"What sort of bunny do you want for your woman?" she asked, focused on her laptop when his hot voice lingered in her ears, forcing her to raise her eyes, "Maybe I should forget about her... after all, the lady sitting in front of me right now is more valuable."She is the kind of lady no man could resist but she holds some grudges from her past... the past no one knows about.What if she is still in love with her ex, the son of the enemy from her father's time?The man who is deeply in love with her and is ready to forgive her for the mistakes she made when she was in college.The enmity which was to be carried from generations to generations will now be converted into a love... matrimony.

Tiga kali diceraikan, tiga kali tersakiti, tiga kali jadi janda. "Adelia, ayo kita bercerai," ucap Eric. "Adelia, tanda tangani surat perceraian ini," ucap Tristan. "Adelia, sebaiknya kita bercerai," ucap Irfan. Tapi pada suatu hari ketiga mantan suaminya hadir kembali dihidupnya. Mereka mengajak Adelia rujuk kembali. Apakah Adelia akan rujuk dengan salah satunya atau move on? Ketika ketiga mantan suami yang tadinya menyakiti dan menceraikan tapi kini mengajak rujuk. Bahkan mereka kembali mendekati Adelia dengan berbagai cara. Setelah menjadi sampah yang terbuang kini mereka ingin memulungnya.

Amara Larkspur and I have been dating for seven years. But she claims that she's sick of me, so she quickly finds herself a younger lover. I don't kick up a fuss at all. All I do is throw away the engagement ring and take down the decorations of the proposal venue. After that, I leave the city where I got my heart broken. All of Amara's friends keep speculating just how long it'll take me to crawl back to her this time. After all, everyone thinks of me as her ultimate simp. However, this time, I never return to her side. Amara finally panics and calls my number. "Ryan Crawford, if you don't return to me right now, we'll break up for real!" But all she hears is a feminine voice that lets out a soft titter. "Ryan is bathing at the moment. I can help you pass the message if you'd like."

In her past life, when a truck barreled toward them, Lillian Hogan instinctively pushed Elton Ruiz out of harm's way. She paid the price with both her legs crushed. When she woke up in the hospital, the aloof, noble man lowered his head for the first time. Standing by her bedside, he promised to marry her. Tearfully, she accepted the proposal from the man she'd loved since she was eight. But after the wedding, Elton often stayed out all night. His attitude toward her grew cold and harsh. When an infection from her injuries left her on the brink of death, the billionaire didn't spare a single penny for her care. "I never thanked you for saving my life," he said. "Our marriage was a mistake from the start. Let me go." His face grim, he pulled out her oxygen tube. Lillian's eyes widened in shock. In the agony of betrayal and heartbreak, she took her last breath. If she could do it all over again, she vowed never to love Elton again.

Seven years I spent with Jason Shaw, but I never got a ring. Rather, all I received was an invitation to another person's wedding. That day, as a wedding planner, I was at the rehearsal, making last-minute adjustments. Looking up, I saw the man whom I waited every day to reply to my messages, walking down the aisle, arm in arm with another bride. "Her boyfriend had something urgent come up, so I'm filling in for him," he said, standing straight, his tone light, a small smile on his lips. But his eyes couldn't hide the hurt, like a child who lost his favorite toy. As if that wasn't enough, he told me to hand over my wedding plan. He patted me on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "There's no rush for us. We've got plenty of time. I promise I'll give you an even better wedding. Just help me out this time. It's not like I'm not going to marry you." He didn't know that I had revised the wedding plan hundreds of times, even counted and recounted the bouquets seven times. To me, it wasn't mere work—it was a dream I held for five long years. I didn't argue anymore, just quietly stepped aside. Later, I lay alone in a hospital bed, listening to the rain tapping against the window from outside. I counted each drop as the hours slipped through my fingers. Perhaps those who worked so hard to create happiness for others had lost the right to their own happiness.

Sejak awal duniaku sudah hancur oleh perbuatan lelaki yang harusnya bisa jadi pelindungku. Kepergianku untuk menghindarinya nyatanya membuatku tetap terjerumus kedalam lembah dosa, entah karena terpaksa ataupun karena kenikmatan dunia. Namun satu hal yang tetap aku inginkan, ingin kembali ke jalan yang benar. Jalan yang kata orang-orang lurus, jalan yang diridhoi oleh sang pencipta. Entah kapan aku bisa kembali, apakah kata surga hanya akan menjadi sebuah kata yang hanya bisa kurindukan?

The pills I keep by my bedside have been swapped with vitamins. I almost die after getting a heart attack. After the stent surgery, I ask my husband, Evan Whitmore, to find out who did it. I just want the truth. However, he doesn't even look up and just brushes me off. "It was just a mistake. Cecilia probably grabbed the wrong bottle. She bought those vitamins for me. "Don't push this. She has asthma. She can't handle stress." I stare at him in shock, my chest tightening. I can't tell if the pain is from my healing heart or from the words he just threw at me. Cecilia Monroe is his secretary, and he always takes her side. That moment is when I realize that our five years of marriage mean nothing to him at all.

Babaeng inilaan ang buhay sa pangarap at pagbuo ng kaniyang pagkatao. Lalaking gugulo sa tahimik niyang mundo. Paano kung sa gitna ng kanilang pag-iisa ay darating ang isang pangyayaring wawasak sa sinimulan nila?

She is warm. She is pure. She is beauty. She is gentle. Klarissa Molina is the definition of sheltered. Since her father is apart of the Spanish Mafia, he knew that he had to protect his daughter from the monsters he works with. Even though she knows little of her fathers business, she does not question her fathers numerous safety demands. She never questions anyone. He is cold. He is dark. He is aggressive. He is angry. Lorenzo Russo is a twenty-seven year-old man who controls the entire Italian Mafia. Despite his young age, he is the most respected and powerful leader the Mafia has seen in years. However, this man does not only demand power in his work, but also in the bedroom. He always gets what he wants, so why even try to fight it. What will happen when he meets her? Has this Mafia boss finally met his match? And will love be enough?

When my stepsister, Kate Lawrence, is poisoned at the full moon ceremony, my father, Jack Blackwood, condemns me at once, convinced that I am the one behind it. He clamps silver chains around me and drags me into the manor's dark underground cell. His eyes burn hatefully as he snarls, "You wretch! How could I have a daughter like you? Rot in here!" I drop to my knees on the cold floor and try to explain, but the sentence he throws over his shoulder as he turns away snuffs out the last of my hope. "Even if she dies in there, no one shall go in! Whoever lets her out will die with her!" The cell severs the mind-link completely, so no one hears me screaming. Seven days later, he finally remembers me, not knowing that I'd already died on the fourth day when the silver burned through to the bone.