"You know, Dev, that loving you is like coffee, equally bitter." Jingga Laksita Raharja, the girl must fight for Dev's love at any cost. No matter how hard she tries, Dev still ignores her. In fact, Dev thinks that Jingga's way is cheap. But, will Dev stubborn forever? Isn't a stone that is dripping with water constantly going to crumble over time?
Her steps stopped when she saw a suspicious figure in a mall. The pair of eyes still watched the mysterious figure, who looked sneaky while covering her face.
"Hey, thieves!" Jingga shouted loudly.
Jingga shouts can make the ears of others sick. Moreover, the distinctive loud voice added to the characteristic of the dark brown-haired girl.
"Basic thief!" she shouted once more.
Swiftly the mysterious man immediately closed Jingga's mouth tightly.
"Can you don't, anyway?"
The man silenced Jingga's mouth to be silent. But, Jingga is not a cowardly girl, she immediately stepped on the foot of the man and bit her right arm. Then, she ran as fast as possible to report the mysterious man she thought was a thief.
"Hey, don't run! It's a teeth exactly dracula teeth. Where to red."
Dev holding his red arms due to Jingga's bite. Dev tries to pursue Jingga. Hope he doesn't do things that will make himself in trouble. She is pretty much a problem everywhere. Not to mention his girlfriend, Adel, who almost decided because of her childish attitude.
***
"Sir, I want to report if there is a thief." Jingga reported as she arranged her roaring breath.
"The thieves are there, Sir. He wore a black jacket, wearing of mask, and his movements were suspicious like thieves," explained Jingga again.
Suddenly Dev comes.
"That's the thief!" she pointed at Dev with a deadly look.
"I'm not a thief, just this girl is wrong."
Dev opened the mask. That made his face clearly visible. His sharp gaze accompanied by the aura of Sultan's good looks, making Jingga chuckle amazed and fear. How not, this man in his faction is like a prince who is ready to pick up Mr. Putri to party.
"Sorry, Girl. He is Devaro, a child from the owner of this mall. He is not a thief, he is watching the performance of employees here because he is assigned to his father," answered Udin, the security guard at the biggest mall in Jakarta.
She also shook her head. Jingga who felt embarrassed, immediately looked down ashamed. She cursed herself who was already wrong. A second later, she immediately returned to a normal expression.
"Oh ... so yeah. Sorry, I think you are a thief. After all, there is a boss of grooming like this, it looks like a terrorist," said Jingga, wagged her hair.
"Next time, if it's really a person who is right. Investigated first, don't play anything. If this is who is embarrassed. If I get it, I have been embarrassed to the crown," Dev said underestimating. He smiled sarcastically.
"Yes ... I don't know. His name also doesn't know, it doesn't hurt," said Jingga doesn't want to be blamed.
"So have the brain to think, don't just be poured in the knee!" firm Dev twisted the eyeball lazy.
"I'm sorry, how come it's stubborn, anyway!"
Jingga exclaimed doesn't want to lose. She grabbed the waist with a glaring look.
"It's been wrong, it's still brave martial arts. Cih ... basic girls. Cheap! You just looking for attention!" scorned Dev stared sarcastically at Jingga.
Gosh!
Dev's words just made the heart Jingga pain. However, she also female, her heart is weak and easily fell. She is not like most women who can accept such insults. She is easily carried away by feeling. So, she feels humble if someone wants it hard.
"Why is shut down? Lost talk, right?!" Dev snapped.
Jingga's eyes that have been glazed, are now turning into tears. She cried out because it was said by Dev.
"But why? In fact, cry again. I know the mode of girl like this. Must be pretending to cry so you can dodge. I have memorized it. So don't need to be acting in front of me, it's not useful!" Dev snapped.
The collapse has been orange defense. Her tears continued to pour. She did not expect this to happen to him. Dev is handsome, but his mouth always says spicy words. Even more spicy than a thousand chili. Is this what is called bad luck?
"I don't think, it turns out ... the biggest mall owner in Jakarta doesn't have manners with women. You're proud to be snapped in public like this? You're just dropped your pride and your family image."
"Just look, the people you snapped today will be the most loved ones. You will be chasing me because you are actually afraid of losing me," he added.
He wiped his tears that had soaked cheeks. Every now and then he was out, but he quickly rubbed it.
"I really just found it, I just said it was really pretentious. Cih ... I'm really unclical, I like girls like you. Out there are still many other girls than you. Don't have a dream!" reply Dev annoyed.
"We'll see later!" Jingga wiped her tears and left there.
All pairs of eyes just looking at her. Nothing sounds to defend herself. In fact, they actually misused Jingga, because they were considered to be looking for a sensation with the son of the owner of the Mall, Dev.
All pairs of eyes witnessing their debate many who feel amazed by Jingga courage. However, there was also a human being fascinated by the charm of Devaro, even though his mouth was as sharp as a razor.
****
Now, Jingga is still thinking about what she said to Dev at the mall earlier. How could she say that, when she had never been like that before.
"Jingga, you're so stupid. How can you say that the mouth of the fireworks will like you? Oh my goodness, what's wrong with Jingga?!" She was annoyed with herself.
Because her heart continues to restless. Jingga can't sleep. She still remembers the incident yesterday afternoon at the mall. Dev's self-deprecating words kept ringing in her head.
What's more, the illogical threat she said earlier was completely illogical. How could she like someone she just saw. Isn't that weird? Very strange. Stranger than aliens.
"Anyway, I can't back down. I'll find out about that guy, so I can annoy him. I'll prove that an Jingga can melt the heart of a guy with a fireworks mouth whose words make blood boil."
She continued to monologue until late at night. She couldn't sleep because of the bad luck that befell her today. Hard to forget indeed. Moreover, his words always resounded making her even more uneasy.
Knock! knock! knock!
The sound of knocking on the door made Jingga even more confused. Especially in the middle of the night like this, who was knocking on the door? Aren't mom and dad already asleep?
Bravely, he slowly opened the door. Unexpectedly it turned out to be ....
Happy birthday to you ....
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday ... happy birthday ... happy birthday to you ....
Jingga covered her mouth tightly. Her eyes filled with tears, she couldn't believe what she was seeing in front of her. The thing she longed for, finally came true.
"Happy seventeenth birthday, Honey," Megan said as she kissed her first daughter on the forehead.
"Happy sweet seventeen, Dear. Daddy prays that your life will be full of happiness."
Johan congratulated and kissed Jingga's forehead affectionately.
"Is this for real? Daddy and Mom prepared for my birthday. Aaaa... thanks Mom, Dad, I'm really happy. This is the greatest happiness for me. Moreover, mom and dad are the first people to say it."
Jingga couldn't say anything more. She shed tears, not tears of sadness, but tears of joy. She didn't know that her mother and father loved her so much.
"Are you happy?" asked Megan giving her daughter a smile.
"Not happy, Mom. But really happy. I thought mom and dad were just busy with work. Turns out I was wrong. I love you," said Jingga tearfully.
"Mom and Dad always love you. Even if we are busy working, it's for you Honey, mom and dad never forget your happy day," said Johan happily.
"Please blow out the candle first!"
"Uh yeah forgot." Jingga smirked innocently.
Before blowing out the candles, Jingga prays to God. She hopes that her wish will come true in the near future. She closed her eyes and hoped that a miracle would happen to her.
"Yes. I hope what you want comes true, Honey. I love you."
"I love you, too."
Then, Jingga and her parents hugged like a harmonious family. She was so happy that he couldn't put it into words. She hopes that her mom and dad are always like this, full of warmth and care. It was more than enough.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Ā But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex ā it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, āEither you or the baby survives!ā Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, āIām sorry, men no longer interest me.ā