đź’šSYDEN MY LOVE đź’š Hope and happiness are slowly disappearing... now only sadness, despair and anger remain. No matter how much you try to distance yourself from feelings of despair, sadness, anger and selfishness, it still hurts. Although I was far away in Russia, I kept the honesty and loyalty of my love, but Adit blew away all the loyalty and honesty of my love with his camouflage. I am far away in Russia and Adit Indonesia. God, I'm trying to avert my ears and eyes... Amidst all the news about Adith's exploits, she is changing housekeepers who work at her mother's entertainment establishment. I scolded him politely and gently, even though he asked... Sir, I am facing two choices... keep a normal relationship or end it? I was heartbroken when I heard Edith's request... Edith wanted to go to Russia with me without the knowledge of my parents who live in Pakistan and I asked her to go to Indonesia for a registered marriage. Yes...will it be a problem if I decline Ada's request? How can I track an Adit request? Abu and Am always spoke with love and tenderness... Abu and Um are so happy that I am a trusted child of God in Abu and Um's life. Sir, I would rather be upset with you and your mother. I can't stand the horror of the women Adit has relationships with and I better end my relationship with her. I can't lie to myself... During this time, the destruction of my heart coincided with the destruction of all my faith in Edith. When I was very tired, Saidon, a Russian Muslim at the time, came to me and whispered to me. Adith afflicts you, but I am Cido who wipes away your tears of sorrow, I am Atiba. I've loved you since we both studied at the University of the Philippines. We parted for a long time, but now we see each other in Russia. Oh my god, the sedan is already on its way.. This is slowly falling in love with him. I saw sincerity and true love in Sidon's eyes. Masha ALLOH, it was Saidan who revealed all the lies of Adit... Adit is still married, the couple is not divorced, Adit does not work in a political party in Indonesia, but Adit is unemployed and lives as a drunkard. Have fun with many female performers in your nightclub. God, thank you... God, if yesterday I cried because of Eddie's breakup, now I know Eddie and I'm sorry. Alhamdulillah, God brought Rowena, my friend, my internal project team and Rowena's husband, Morgan, a psychiatrist. Yes, this Russian couple always. I was with me in Russia for five years. They both consider me their younger brother and are interested in living and working in Russia, even though I have no relatives in Russia.
Chapter. 1
I repeated Bismillah Hirohman nirohim over and over again in my mind. As evening approached, I was walking alone through the town of Khimki. The cold wind felt like it was piercing my bones, and I was shivering from the cold. I received this jacket. My steps faltered and my legs began to shake. I stopped on the side of the road and leaned against the wall of an empty house. I closed my eyes and didn't care that my nose was bleeding. A bell chimes in the middle of the city street, announcing 9 o'clock at night. Yaa Allah, if I had the right to ask, my lips would definitely ask... Why do I need this? How can we avoid all this? O Allah, what a stupid question is this? I heard a faint voice calling my name from far away...
"Adibaa..." at least...".
As time passed, the screams grew closer and louder. Rowena, this beautiful Russian woman, my best friend is choking...
" hi Adiva...I looked everywhere for you and found you here."
All my words were stuck in my throat and I could only stay silent and stare at my best friend Rowena...
"Adiva, what are you doing here? My nose is bleeding and I can't stand the cold air.
"Now, let's go to the cafe and have some coffee to keep us cool, Adiva."
Rowena helped me button my jacket and held my hand as we walked towards her cafe. I entered a cafe with few customers. Thankfully we decided to sit by the window. We were greeted by a waiter who ordered coffee creamer and chicken sandwiches. We chose a window seat. Rowena took a napkin and wiped the blood under my nose.
"Adiva, you can't stand the cold but you insist on staying outside. We Russians are not as reckless as you. What's the problem, Adiva? "
I looked down silently. Rowena whispered...
"Adiva, I am Rowena, your bestfriend and business partner in Russia. I have the right to know what your problem is. Adiva, I ask that we always be honest with each other. Don't you think so? Where is the integrity of my friend Adiva?"
As I looked into Rowena's face, my mouth slowly responded...
"Bismillah, Hiroman Nirohim, Rowena, there is an Indonesian living in Indonesia who promised me honesty and loyalty while I was in Russia. It turns out he has thrown honesty and loyalty in the trash.
When the waiter heard my order, I glanced at him as he placed two chicken sandwiches and two cups of hot coffee creamer on the table. The waiter smiled kindly and walked away from our table. Rowena drank her coffee and looked into my eyes... -
"What do you mean, Adiva?".
"Rowena, we promised to be loyal and honest wherever we were. In fact, she herself broke all the promises. While I was in Russia, I always remained loyal and honest. ."
Adiva?
I closed my eyes and answered slowly...
"All the women he had relationships with gave evidence... Screenshots of their Messenger and WhatsApp chats show recordings of phone sex calls and even sex videos of me and Rowena. I always try to ask him politely but he avoids it and doesn't want to admit it and instead sees me as a possessive and jealous woman. I gave in and tried to control my emotions, but his behavior became more and more violent. Oh my god, Rowena... `
`I just can't stand this treatment of me,''
Rowena whispered as she hugged me...
"Cry, Adiva, my friend...If you want to cry for comfort, Adiva."
My mouth slowly responded...
"If I could cry, I would have cried since yesterday, Rowena. It is foolish of me to love or love a man who does not care or want to love me, Rowena.
When I looked out the window, I saw several people walking. Rowena touched my hand and asked...
"What is this man's name, Adiva?"
"Adit. His name is Adit, Rowena.
".
Rowena handed me a sandwich and coffee creamer...
"Adiva, let's eat the sandwich first and drink the coffee creamer. Then I'll take you home.
, I just realized that I haven't eaten at all since my office meeting this afternoon. Alhamdulillah, a coffee sandwich with cream and chicken, filled my stomach. The waiter cleared some tables, the wall clock read 11pm, and it looked like the cafe was about to close...
"Rowena, this cafe is closing. Go home."
"Yes...I'm going home."
Put on your jacket, Adiva. Please stay at my house, and tomorrow we will go to work together.
Hmm... Merci, Rowena. I have to go home, so I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. When we stepped outside, the cafe owner smiled and shouted...
"Smile, ladies."
We smiled and waved. I can't lie to myself, but Russia is really nice, even if the wind is very cold. Rowena looked at me...
"Adiva, if you are not comfortable in your mind and heart, don't force yourself to continue the relationship, because it will definitely hurt you. Be yourself, Adiva."
"I really don't know what to do, Rowena. Adit seems willing to change his wife, but he still refuses if I want to end our relationship, Rowena.
"Adiba, there is no other solution but to pray.Adiba, Allah will help you.
"Yes, Rowena."
I didn't feel like I was in front of the house. As I opened the front door of her house and invited Rowena into her home, I saw Rowena's husband Morgan shaking her hand from a distance.
"Hi Adiva, I went to your house to pick up Rowena, but your house was locked and the two of you left."
Rowena laughed a little.
"Adiva, I'm sorry, I didn't have time to come to your house. Insha Alloh.. next time I will perform at your house. Don't forget,... don't forget to pray. Okay, I'll go home first. .
Rowena hugged me and kissed me on both cheeks. A Russian couple waved to me...
"Assalam Mualaikum, Adiba"
«waalaykum salam, Rowena and Morgan... Thank you.''
I entered the house and locked the door to the living room. I immediately took a shower with lukewarm water, took a bath, and performed Isha prayers in my room. Alhamdulillah, after Isha's prayer... I, my heart, my spirit are calm and comfortable. About Allah... I couldn't lie to myself. I had two options for her. Either you want to maintain your relationship with Adit or you want to sever your relationship with Adit. All this time, I did my best to close my ears to all the bad news about Adit's actions and also turned a blind eye to all the bad realities that had ever existed. I have tried to maintain her relationship with Adit in hopes that Adit will change for the better, but Adit has shown a desire to seek solace in many women, and she intentionally commits even worse behavior. took. I wonder why...I lost respect for Adit??
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Previously... sorry, please understand if there is something in the story that is considered scary.🙏🙏 Sinta Amelia is friends with Lembayung Rindu who both love Aditya Bagaskara, a handsome and rich young man, but Aditya Bagaskara loves Dewi Utari, an innocent and simple girl who has succeeded in changing Aditya Bagaskara's lifestyle, the son of professor doctor Wijayanto, a hospital director inJakarta.. Sinta Amelia, who initially considered Lembayung Missing to be her best friend and sibling, but in the end, Sinta Amelia was hurt and hated her very much, which gave rise to a grudge against Lembayung Missing. Anger, hatred, heartache, Sinta Amelia's anger is truly unstoppable and no one can stop Sinta Amelia's revenge. Only doctor Hanum Permatasari could calm everything inside Sinta Amelia. What really happened between all of them and why could Sinta Amelia easily follow Doctor Hanum Permatasari's wishes?
Adiba's pregnancy has reached 5 months, the terror is getting more intense, neighbors even say that Syden Adiba's new house is haunted. A neighbor had told Adiba that someone had died while building a swimming pool in the new house, but Syden thought it was a normal work accident. During Adiba's first pregnancy, Adiba really felt stressed by the various terrors in their new home, coupled with rumors circulating that Syden had a mistress who was also 5 months pregnant, just like Adiba's legal wife, Syden's gestational age.
After the wedding ceremony and wedding reception between Adiba and Syden, a Russian Muslim man in Lahore, Pakistan. They had to return to Khimki, Russia. Syden wants to celebrate again in Russia and requires his wife's family to be present in Russia. Strange events that happened to Adiba and her mother-in-law... began to emerge when Adiba, Syden and Syden's mother lived in the new house they lived in. Every time the two of them told Syden about strange, terrifying incidents, Syden still thought it was a joke. Syden just believed... when Adiba experienced a miscarriage of their first child. Everyone was shocked when they heard Adiba shout loudly... QAZZAM ALLAH, DON'T MESS WITH ME. I AM A PAKISTAN WOMAN HAVE THE RIGHT TO DEMAND REVENGE FOR THE DEATH OF MY SON IN MY WOMB. NO ONE CAN PREVENT ME. Who was the person who caused Adiba to miscarry and demanded revenge for the miscarriage she experienced?
THAT RUSSIAN BUSINESSMAN MARRIED ME After five years of working abroad as an interior designer in Russia, Adiba finally met Syden, a Russian Islamic businessman, with whom he studied in the Philippines. Adiba's parents living in Pakistan asked Adiba to return to Pakistan. It was not easy for Adiba to leave Sydney in Russia, but Adiba has not returned to Pakistan. Adiba and Syden are planning to get married in Pakistan. Syden went to Pakistan to propose and marry Adiba. Do Adiba's parents want to accept Syden as their son-in-law? Will Syden be able to reunite with Adiba's family in Lahore, Pakistan?
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Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.