Tragic Ending

Nasi aking, tentu akan berpikiran tentang nasi sisa yang diolah kembali. Hidup dalam serba kekurangan akibat sang suami terkena PHK besar-besaran di sebuah perusahaan. Membuat Risa berusaha bertahan hidup dengan mengandalkan nasi aking pemberian suaminya, yang berubah drastis menjadi buruh serabutan. Namun tanpa disadari, dibalik nasi aking itu, tersimpan sebuah rahasia besar yang disimpan oleh sang suami, yang tak pernah Risa duga sama sekali. Setelah rahasia besar terbongkar, kehidupan lampau Risa terungkit kembali dan menyisakan penyesalan yang mendalam. Rahasia apakah itu? Simak selengkapnya sampai tamat.

Sepulang dari tanah jawa, mertua membawa seorang perempuan untuk dinikahkan dengan suamiku. Aku pantang disakiti, kita akan bermain dengan elegan

Nayla Prameswari terancam dikeluarkan dari kampus setelah beasiswanya dicabut dan tunggakan kuliah menumpuk. Tanpa keluarga yang peduli dan pekerjaan yang cukup, ia berada di titik terendah hidupnya. Rafael Aditya Santoso, pengusaha muda dengan pernikahan hambar, muncul tepat saat Nayla hampir menyerah. Ia menawarkan jalan keluar yang tidak pernah Nayla bayangkan: > “Aku bayar semua kuliahmu… kalau kamu bersedia menjadi istriku—secara diam-diam.” Desakan hidup membuat Nayla menerima perjanjian itu. Sejak hari itu ia menjalani dua kehidupan: mahasiswi biasa di kampus, dan istri simpanan di balik pintu apartemen rahasia. Namun ketika Larissa—istri sah Rafael—mulai curiga, hubungan terlarang itu berubah menjadi badai besar yang mengancam menghancurkan mereka semua.

Ratih Purwasih seorang gadis yang berasal dari keluarga kaya raya. Merasa tertipu menikah dengan Rangga Pamungkas kekasihnya yang berasal dari keluarga sederhana. Hubungan mereka berawal saat Ratih dikenalkan oleh seorang teman kepada Rangga. Kebaikan dan ketulusan hati Rangga dimasa-masa mereka pacaran membuatnya terlena. Akhirnya dia pun menerima lamaran dari Rangga, walaupun kedua orang tuanya kurang setuju dengan tindakannya itu. Bahkan untuk menikah dengan Rangga, dia rela meninggalkan fasilitas kemewahan dari keluarganya bahkan dirinya pun rela meninggalkan pekerjaannya demi pemuda itu. Namun apa yang terjadi setelah mereka menikah, sungguh diluar dugaan. Ternyata, Rangga adalah tipe suami yang kasar. Sikapnya mulai berubah. Akankah Ratih mempertahankan rumah tangganya? Atau malah dia memilih berpisah dengan Rangga? Penasaran kisahnya? Yuk silakan dibaca ya! Plagiarisme melanggar undang-undang no 28 tahun 2014.

Si Agatha Gonzales ay lumaki na naghahanap ng pagmamahal at pag aaruga ng isang ama dahil kahit kailan ay hindi niya naranasan iyon sa kanyang ama, ang tanging nakikita niya lang palagi ay ang pagdurusa ng kanyang ina sa kamay nito. Si Ethan Hernandez ay galing sa mayaman na pamilya at siya ay isang tagapagmana. Nabubuhay na parang isang prinsipe at sagana sa pagmamahal ng kanyang ama pero hindi na kasama ang kanyang ina dahil namatay na ito. He gets everything in life. Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari ay nagkatagpo ang landas nilang dalawa. Sa una nilang pagkikita ay nahalata na agad ng dalaga na ayaw sa kanya ni ng binata samantalang ang nakatatandang kapatid naman nito ay mabait sa kanya. She did everything para lang maipakita na karapat dapat siyang tanggapin bilang bagong kasapi ng kanilang pamilya. Until one night happen in mistake that make Agatha leave and choose to hurt Ethan. Is there hope for the two of them? Ano ang handang gawin ni Agatha para mapatawad lang siya ng lalaking mahal? Will they have a happy ending or a tragic one?

My husband has a dangerous condition - Jacob's syndrome, a rare genetic disorder where men carry an extra Y chromosome (XYY). But it's not just the genetics - he has an uncontrollable rage that turns him into a monster. It all started when I saved his life. After that, he became obsessed with me, relentlessly pursuing me for three years. He deliberately ran his car into my childhood sweetheart, leaving him permanently disabled. Then he threatened to kill my entire family unless I married him. For seven years after our marriage, his controlling behavior became pathological. He even had a tracking chip implanted in my body and completely controlled my freedom. Yet at the same time, he showered me with endless love and catered to my every wish. When my mother-in-law pointed her finger at me while speaking, he snapped it without hesitation. When my sister-in-law's child disturbed my afternoon nap, he threw them both out of the house and severed all family ties. I refused to have a child, terrified of what darkness might be passed down, so he invested his entire fortune into developing cutting-edge genetic screening technology, making it possible for me to conceive a healthy baby. But on the very day I discovered I was pregnant... My mother-in-law stormed into our home with a group of people, accusing me of having an affair and carrying another man's child. They beat me until I lost the baby. As I lay there barely clinging to life, my husband finally arrived. My mother-in-law thrust a doctored video in his face and said, "Troy! Your wife had an affair and got pregnant with another man's child. Look, here's the proof!"

On the fourth day after my son's death, I decided to secretly dissolve my military marriage with my husband. Before that, I had three days to settle everything for my son. On the first day, I tricked my husband into signing the cremation papers. On the second day, I went to the school and collected the textbooks my son would never get to use. On the third day, I cooked a table full of dishes and begged my husband to celebrate our son's last birthday. He agreed, but soon after claimed he had a mission. Instead, he spent the entire night setting off fireworks with his childhood sweetheart. That night, I cooked. Then, I sat alone before my son's photo and ate all my son's favorite foods. The next day, my husband returned, guilt flickering in his eyes as he handed me a brand-new backpack. He said it was a gift for our child's first day of school. But he didn't know—our child would never have a first day of school.

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love. “Miss Leia has a weaker constitution. Dad, please get her out first. Mom, wait for the other firefighters to save you!” I watched them leave with a faint, bitter smile. It appeared that they had both forgotten my severe asthma and the fact that I would die without a gas mask.

My husband, Joaquin Landon, is a renowned wax sculptor. He hangs up on me when I call him to save my life so he can focus on the wax sculpture his cousin wants. Amphetamine is injected into my system, so my mind is clear as I watch my nails get removed one by one. Every inch of my skin is covered in burning hot wax. My hair and lashes are plucked off, and my organs are ground. Steel pipes are inserted into my legs, and I'm turned into a wax sculpture. Joaquin sees me during an exhibition. His colleague tells him that the wax sculpture he sees looks eerily like me, but he merely looks disgusted. "All she does is cause trouble and act unreasonably. She's better off dead." What he doesn't know is that I already am. Joaquin doesn't recognize that I'm the wax sculpture before him.

When my pilot boyfriend canceled our wedding for the 18th time, I finally snapped. The first time, his trainee got her period, and he bailed on me just to take care of her. The second time, she messed up a task, and all he said was, "Jan's upset", before walking out and leaving me to face our wedding guests alone like some kind of joke. We've been together for three years, and every single time she had an issue, he dropped our wedding plans to rush to her side. Finally, it hits me—maybe I never really mattered to him. So I make up my mind to see the world on my own and book a flight to Pavrielle. At least this way, no one will get the chance to leave me behind again.