LOGINSoft but confident footsteps echoed through the room.
Devina, who had been organizing documents for the charity gala, instinctively turned around. Her heartbeat immediately became uneven as she saw the elegant woman walking in with calm, measured steps. Though streaks of silver now threaded through her hair and the passage of time had left its mark on her face, the quiet authority she carried was just as powerful as it had been years ago.
Devina's lips tightened.
A heavin
Aurelia could still feel the warmth of Gian's whisper against her ear.His words..."Don't turn me down tonight."They echoed relentlessly in her mind, sending heat rushing all the way to her ears.She lowered her head, pretending to adjust the strap of her bag, though the real reason was the frantic pounding of her heart."Why are you so quiet?" Gian asked again.His voice was calm.Dangerously calm.Aurelia let out a small huff and deliberately looked away."I don't even know how to respond."Her husband chuckled softly before taking her hand and lacing his fingers through hers."Then answer me with your actions tonight."Aurelia's head snapped toward him, her eyes widening."Gian!"Her voice came out half whisper, half protest.He remained completely unfazed.A faint smile played on his lips.The kind of smile that left Aurelia flustered and hopelessly e
The campus seminar room was still alive with the sound of laptop keyboards clicking, papers rustling, and quiet conversations among international students.Aurelia sat in one corner of the room, leaning slightly over her laptop. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she worked on the final report for her short course project, due the following week.Every so often, she let out a quiet sigh, tucked her shoulder-length hair behind her ear, and secured it with a hair clip to keep it from falling into her face.Her eyes remained focused, but the exhaustion was obvious.She had already attended two seminars and one workshop since morning, and now she still had to finish her group's report draft."How's it going?" asked Marie, her French teammate, her accent unmistakable."Almost done," Aurelia replied with a small smile before returning to her typing, ignoring the ache in her shoulders.Several students had already packed up. Some headed
"Hey, Aurelia! Did you finish the draft for tomorrow's project?"A man's voice broke the peaceful silence of the park at sunset.Aurelia turned, slightly surprised, before smiling."Yes, Daniel. I've got most of it done. I just need to polish it up tonight.""Great. We'll go over it together before class tomorrow, right?" Daniel asked with an easy smile."Of course. Don't worry. Everything's under control."Sitting beside Aurelia, Gian watched the man with an icy stare.His eyes narrowed as he silently sized up the stranger who spoke to his wife so comfortably.His expression remained unreadable, but the fire burning behind his eyes was impossible to miss.Aurelia stood and took a small step closer to Daniel."Oh, Daniel, this is my husband, Gian."There was unmistakable pride in her voice.Daniel looked surprised for a second before politely extending his hand."Nice to meet you, Gian. I've h
Aurelia froze.The smile that had just bloomed across her face vanished the instant she recognized the man standing on the path. She slowly shook her head, unable to believe what she was seeing."G... Gian?" she whispered, as though even saying his name had become difficult.Her husband stood only a few steps away, tall and composed in a simple blue shirt. But there was something heavy in his eyes.He was supposed to be in Jakarta, thousands of miles away from Sydney.And yet, there he was.Gian didn't smile.His gaze remained fixed on her, sharp and searching, as though he were looking for answers to the confusion weighing on his heart.A moment later, he clicked his tongue softly.Then he spread his arms and said, "Aren't you going to hug me?"Aurelia froze all over again.Her whole body felt hot and cold at the same time.There was an emotional distance in his voice, as though what should have bee
Aurelia was still organizing her workshop notes on her lap. She flipped through the pages filled with handwritten annotations while absentmindedly twirling a pen between her fingers, as if the motion helped her sort through everything she'd learned.The park was quiet that afternoon. Only the cries of seagulls flying overhead and the distant laughter of children broke the silence.Then she heard footsteps.Slow.Steady.And carrying a rhythm that felt strangely familiar.Aurelia instinctively looked up.The figure standing in front of the park bench made her heart skip a beat."Bas..." she breathed, her voice caught somewhere between surprise and delight.Baskara stood with the walking path behind him.The sleeves of his casual shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing strong forearms. His hair was slightly tousled by the afternoon breeze, yet his expression remained as calm as ever. His gentle gaze carried th
Aurelia’s days in Sydney quickly settled into a demanding routine. The short course required discipline and complete focus. Every morning, she left early with her notebook, laptop, and an abundance of determination, even if traces of exhaustion still lingered on her face.Her classroom was always alive with discussion. Professors and guest lecturers constantly challenged the participants to think critically, connecting theory with real-world cases. At first, Aurelia had felt self-conscious because her English sounded stiff, but little by little, she grew more comfortable. She learned to take notes quickly, express her opinions clearly, and even found the confidence to ask questions.Sophia, whom the university had assigned as her mentor, was always around between classes. She wasn't there to study but to make sure Aurelia adjusted smoothly, helping with everything from transportation and paperwork to everyday necessities."Don't worry. If you need anything
The Mahesa family home slowly returned to calm after the guests began leaving one by one. The remaining glasses and plates had already been cleared away by the household staff. Kirana, who was still in the living room, busied herself arranging the flower vases, a small satisfied smile playing on he
Warm steam filled the bathroom. A thin layer of fog began forming on the large mirror above the sink. Morning sunlight filtered through the slatted window, casting soft reflections that shimmered across the white marble walls.Gian adjusted the faucet, making sure the water was warm enough
Aurelia was still standing frozen behind Gian, trying to hide her face that now felt like it was burning. Her heart pounded harder than usual. Heat spread through her body, not from the air, but from the overwhelming embarrassment.Meanwhile, Gian stood in front of the projected screen dis
“What did you just say?”Gian set his glass down on the kitchen counter with a quiet but unmistakable sound. He leaned back against the counter and looked straight at Aurelia.“I don’t even know what I’m supposed to call this relationship anymore.







