LOGIN“I don’t want you getting the wrong ideas.”
That was the second ambiguous sentence her handsome husband had thrown her way. It only made Aurelia’s brow furrow even deeper.
“My phone password,” Gian finally said. He gave Aurelia’s cheek a quick kiss afterward, then pulled the phone from his pocket and handed it to her.
Aurelia chuckled and dropped into the chair Gian usually used in his study. Confidently, she typed in a number. Th
Morning sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains of the luxury apartment they were staying in. The soft scent of clean sheets mixed with the warmth of the body still wrapped beside hers beneath the blanket. Aurelia stretched lazily, her eyelids still heavy. She had just started to get out of bed when a strong tug pulled her right back into a familiar, warm embrace."Gian," Aurelia protested sleepily, trying to pull away. It was useless. His arms had her completely trapped.His husky voice brushed against her ear, low and teasing. "I want more, baby."She froze for a brief second before feeling his lips press softly, yet insistently, against her shoulder."Gian... that's enough," she whined, burying her face in the pillow. He only chuckled, drawing her back into the intimacy she'd been trying so hard to escape.Minutes blurred into hours.By the time nearly two hours had passed, Aurelia lay sprawled across the bed, exhausted, her che
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
“I want to ask you something,” Gian said quietly, though his voice carried an unmistakable firmness. “Who exactly were you trying to please?”Aurelia froze. Her lips parted, but no sound came out.Madam Lestari folded her arms even tighter across her chest. “Certainly not me, Gian,” she snapped.Si
Gian didn’t answer. Only a long, heavy silence filled the room, swallowing whatever courage Aurelia had left. She shut her eyes, desperately hoping for an explanation—anything. But all she heard was the faint rustle of fabric as Gian shifted on the sofa.Minutes passed before a voice finally broke
Aurelia didn’t sleep a single second. Her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling, the cracks forming strange shapes, like a spiderweb slowly tightening around her. She felt trapped, and today that web was pulling her straight into the center of her ruin.Devina’s last words echoed in her skull like a cur
“You’re going to take your sister’s place and marry Mr. Gian.”The words fell from her father’s mouth with a coldness that sliced straight through her bones. As if he were asking her to run to the corner store for salt, not telling her to hand over her entire life to a man she’d never even met.Aur







