Milena smiled crookedly, looking at the man with a gaze that seemed to bring him down."Are you sure you want to say that to me? Do you know what I have right now? What if what I have now actually has an impact on the person you love so much? Hm?"Ethan furrowed his brow, not understanding at all what the woman was saying.From the crooked smile that was now clearly visible at the corner of Milena's lips, Ethan began to understand that the woman possessed something that made her dare to threaten him."Are you sure you want to let me go? I know you're not a fool who can't understand the situation or the words I'm saying right now," Milena said again with a fixed and characteristic gaze at the man.Like it or not, Ethan could only sigh, resigned to what the woman was saying to him."Are you sure you still want to ignore me?" asked Milena, causing Ethan to then look at her blankly.He then turned his gaze to all the employees who had now gathered, intending to secure the woman."You all
A long sigh escaped the man's mouth. He felt that lately, there were always problems weighing heavily on his mind.There was always something forcing Ethan to control his emotions.He didn't know how to escape from it all or at least how to find peace without disturbances. Ethan just wanted his days to no longer be burdened by difficult things.He felt he had been patient and controlled himself enough, but what could he do? It was like spilled milk - impossible to undo.Now Ethan could only resign himself and hope for a change in the fate he had to face.Just as Ethan returned to his office, he was suddenly startled by the presence of a woman there.He furrowed his brow, confused by the woman sitting sweetly in front of his desk."What business do you have here?"Ethan's entrance immediately caught the woman's attention.She turned, allowing Ethan to clearly see who she was."Hi! Good afternoon, sorry if I... I mean, if I'm waiting here. Someone said you weren't here," said the woman,
Citra was now clearly seen moving away from that man, going anywhere that would distance her from him. As much as possible, Citra avoided being noticed as she left the boutique where they were supposed to choose clothes.She couldn't believe what Martin had said, how dare that man steal and create a design based on the dress she had made. The marriage between Citra and that man was completely unwanted by Citra, not even a little bit.Yet, that man had the audacity to create a design matching the dress Citra had intended to wear at her dream wedding."I can't accept any of this, that man has really crossed the line. He shouldn't have acted so rudely. I can't forgive the mistake he's made. I know he's deliberately doing all this to get revenge on me. I... I hate him so much," Citra muttered in her heart.She couldn't even think about what was happening to her now.Everything felt so noisy in her head.A long sigh escaped the woman's mouth as she turned her gaze to look at her surroundin
Ethan let out a long sigh, furrowing his brow as his gaze shifted to a female customer in the cafe whose appearance looked almost identical. He watched every step that took the woman out of his sight."This must all be just my imagination," Ethan thought to himself.Ethan understood that it was all highly improbable. How could she be in the same place as him? Considering that the woman in Ethan's mind was surely busy with her wedding preparations by now.The man could only comfort himself at that moment. A sweet smile now perfectly formed at the corner of Ethan's lips as he tried to stay strong, even though his heart said otherwise. He then shifted his gaze, looking in another direction."Nike," Ethan muttered, as if just realizing there was another man who then carried a plastic bag of orders from the cashier's desk, following the steps of the woman Ethan had previously seen.The man suddenly stood up, straightening his body, which caught Mahira's attention. The woman felt confused a
Amel blinked her eyes, trying to find the right reason and a way to get out of the current problem.She was truly confused about how to retrieve the book that Professor Malik was currently stepping on."You're sure you've taken all the books I asked for, right? Don't tell me you forgot to get the book?" asked Professor Malik, who looked suspiciously at the woman who was just silent as if not thinking about anything at that moment.Professor Malik's gaze was clearly focused on the woman sitting in front of him.Amel felt tired of being blamed constantly, but what could she do? The typical clumsy human who was suddenly announced as a teaching assistant really made Amel feel continuously unlucky about her life.Not wanting to add more problems, Amel was forced to just tell the truth now.Especially seeing the book that now might become more damaged because it was unknowingly caught under the shoe of the man in front of her."I'm sorry, sir. But the book you're looking for is currently un
Amel's condition, still deep in guilt, made her unable to think clearly anymore.She became more sensitive and couldn't hear words like what Professor Malik had said at all.A long sigh escaped Amel's mouth. To hell with all the strange looks people would give her as she left Professor Malik's room with swollen eyes still streaming tears.She also didn't care if her course grade with Professor Malik would be reduced or whatever else according to that man's policies.It was clear how Professor Malik immediately quickened his pace, leaving behind all the work he should have been doing to chase after that woman.For some reason, Professor Malik felt he didn't want there to be any distance between himself and Amel.It didn't matter if at that moment, he would become the center of attention of passersby because he was chasing Amel.The two of them briefly looked like a couple where one was sulking while the other, the male figure, was trying to chase, persuade, and coax her.Professor Mali
Citra closed her eyes, only able to lament her fate that now forced her to face a situation she herself didn't understand how it came to be.A long sigh escaped her lips, her gaze completely fixed on the car's side window, which she found far more interesting than anything else at that moment.Realizing what the woman was doing suddenly made Nike feel certain that something must have clearly happened to her.He knew that something bad must have occurred to her."You still don't want to tell me anything, Citra?" Nike asked, his tone of voice clearly interrogating Citra, questioning what was making the woman daydream and fall silent like this.A long sigh escaped the woman's lips; she didn't want to say or tell the man anything at all right now.For some reason, Citra just wanted to stay quiet and cover up everything that had happened."Let's just go back to my place, okay?" Nike said, once again receiving a nod from the woman.It was clear how Nike could only resign himself at that mom
Citra opened her eyes, then looked around with an expression as if she came from another world.She seemed to just remember what had happened then."Just a dream," Citra muttered in her heart.Citra had gotten a nightmare at that time, she really didn't expect that she would be carried away by such a dream.How could she not? Citra had unintentionally dreamed about herself and Martin standing at the wedding altar.She felt that she had become a bride wearing a wedding dress that she had designed herself.No! Citra would never make that dream come true.It would all feel very painful when it turned out that Martin was the one who got the wedding dress with the wedding gown design made by Citra.Knock! Knock!The sound of knocking on her bedroom door made Citra suddenly look over there."Citra? Are you awake? It's quite late in the afternoon and almost evening. Are you still going to stay inside? You haven't eaten your food since earlier. You probably haven't eaten anything since this m