Gita had just gotten off the public transportation when she saw her family's small but warm home in the distance. She took a deep breath, feeling the cool village air fill her lungs, a feeling she always longed for whenever she was in the city for college. It was the day she had been waiting for, when the semester break arrived and she could finally go home.As soon as she took her first step on the porch, the front door opened and Pak Gunawan, her father, appeared with a big smile on his face. "Gita, son! Have you arrived?" Pak Gunawan called with a warm voice that always made Gita feel comfortable."Daddy!" Gita exclaimed as she ran to him, hugging her father lovingly. "I miss you so much. It's been a long time since we last met."Pak Gunawan patted Gita's back gently. "I missed you too, son. Come on, come on in. Mom has prepared your favorite food."However, as Gita stepped into the house, she suddenly stopped. Her eyes fell on a man lying weakly on the living room sofa. The man's
After a few days, Franklin began to feel better. His body, which had been weak, slowly regained its strength. Meanwhile, he also began to feel a heavier burden on his heart. Despite being under the protection of Gita and mr Gunawan's family, Franklin's thoughts kept drifting to his family who must be in deep grief right now. His fake death, which had been arranged by Amanda, had left them grieving, and he felt guilty for letting his family continue to believe that he was dead.One afternoon, as the sun began to set in the western horizon, Franklin decided to talk to Gita about his true situation. They both sat on the back porch of the house, enjoying the cool afternoon breeze. Pak Gunawan was busy in the fields, while Gita faithfully accompanied Franklin."Gita," Franklin began in a soft voice, looking at the girl with deep respect. "I have to tell you something."Gita, who had sensed from the start that Franklin had something to say, looked at him attentively. "What is it, Franklin?"
Franklin was confused when he saw the change in Pak Gunawan's attitude. Previously, Pak Gunawan seemed so friendly and caring, but now there was something strange in the way the man looked at him. Pak Gunawan approached him with slow steps, as if he was carrying a heavy burden."Franklin," Pak Gunawan began to speak in a soft yet firm voice, "You said you wanted to return to the city, but I'm afraid if you return too soon, it will be dangerous for you."Franklin frowned, not understanding. "Mr. Gunawan, I truly appreciate your help and hospitality. But I feel quite recovered, and my family must be very worried. I need to go back."Gunawan nodded slowly, as if considering Franklin's words. "I understand, Franklin. But before you go, let me tell you something."Franklin looked at the man seriously, waiting for what he would say."We live in this village away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Here, life goes on peacefully, and people look out for each other," Pak Gunawan said as he
Franklin approached Gita with slightly heavy steps. His mind was constantly filled with the desire to return to the city and find out what had happened to his family, especially Clara. However, Gita and Pak Gunawan's increasingly alarming demeanor made him feel compelled to speak directly with Gita to ensure that they understood her true situation."Gita," Franklin called softly as he approached the girl in the backyard. Gita turned her head, and her face momentarily looked cheerful before she quickly put on a forced smile."Franklin, what's wrong? You should be resting," Gita said in a worried tone, though in her heart she hoped Franklin wouldn't bring up the idea of returning to the city."I feel much better now. I know you and your father are very kind to take care of me, but I really need to go home. My family must be very worried," Franklin said, trying his best not to offend Gita.Gita's face changed instantly. She tried to hold back the disappointed expression that crept onto h
Franklin stood still when he saw Clara in front of him. His face was filled with shock, as if he couldn't believe that Clara was really here, in this remote village. After everything that had happened, this meeting felt like a miracle. Meanwhile, Clara looked at Franklin with a mixture of relief, anger, and anxiety. The tears she had been holding back now began to well up in her eyes."Franklin... Are you okay?" Clara's voice sounded hoarse, full of emotion. She came closer, almost wanting to hug Franklin, but something held her back. Maybe it was the feeling that this was too surreal, or maybe it was the haunting sense of dread.Franklin nodded slowly, still rooted to the spot. "I... I didn't expect us to meet here. Clara, I really don't know how to explain everything. It's like a nightmare."Clara reached out and took Franklin's arm. "We'll get through this together, Franklin. I won't let anyone hurt you again."However, the moment was suddenly interrupted by a rustling sound around
After a long and tense journey, Clara finally arrived in front of the Franklin family home. She glanced at Franklin in the passenger seat, who still looked tired and shaken by all the events they had just gone through. Although Franklin was trying to remain calm, there was obvious worry in his eyes. They had just escaped Amanda's clutches, but what awaited at home might be no less nerve-wracking."Franklin, we're here," Clara said softly, breaking the silence. Franklin nodded, trying to compose himself for a moment before getting out of the car.When Franklin and Clara got out of the car, the front door of the house was wide open. Sarah, Franklin's mother, and Vina, his younger sister, stood in the doorway. Their faces instantly changed from shocked to full of emotion when they saw Franklin. Vina immediately ran to her brother, hugging him tightly."Brother Franklin! You're alive! We thought you were...," Vina's voice was cut off by the sobs she couldn't contain. She had been devastat
Charles and Ronald were both upset to hear the news that Franklin was back. For Charles, Franklin's return was a nightmare that shouldn't have happened. He feels that Franklin is an obstacle in his quest to control everything, including Clara's relationship. Meanwhile, Ronald, who has long harbored feelings for Clara, is now burning with jealousy. Franklin's return means Clara will refocus on her lover, making Ronald feel even more distant from her expectations.At a café, Charles and Ronald meet to discuss their next plans. Charles sipped his coffee with a serious face, his eyes staring straight ahead, trying to devise a strategy."We can't let this continue," Charles said, his voice low but determined. "Franklin needs to get out of Clara's life, or at the very least, Clara needs to get out of Franklin's life."Ronald nodded, though inwardly he felt anxious. "But how? They seem so close now, especially after this incident."Charles furrowed his brow, thinking hard. "We'll have to sep
A few days had passed since the last conversation between Franklin and Clara. Although they had decided to distance themselves from each other, their feelings still bubbled beneath the surface. Franklin felt lonely and restless. Every night, his mind was filled with images of Clara, wondering if the decision to stay away was the right one. However, doubts and insecurities continue to plague his mind, the result of Charles' manipulations poisoning his mind more and more.Meanwhile, Clara cannot fully accept the fact that her relationship with Franklin has been fractured. In the midst of her turmoil, she realizes that there are many things that Franklin doesn't know, and that makes her feel even more guilty. However, she knew that she was not guilty in any way. Clara tried to focus on her work, but the feeling of missing Franklin always loomed over her.One afternoon, Clara received a call from one of her men, Toni. Toni was the person she trusted to investigate more about what happened