Novel & Cerita Powerless

*** “Kenapa artikel murahan itu masih terus ada di website-website sialan itu?” Bentakan Bryan menggema ke seluruh ruangan kerja di penthouse-nya. Tablet PC yang dipergunakan telah berakhir dilempar ke arah Pete, hampir mengenai dia yang sejak tadi berdiri di depan meja kerja Bryan.

“Percayalah, jika suatu hari Anda sadar kalau Anda sudah tidak takut lagi berada di sisi saya.” Detak jantung Ivanka melambat dan terasa lebih berat. Dia ingin membalas. Ingin mengatakan sesuatu yang sinis seperti biasa. Tapi tak ada yang mampu keluar dari mulutnya. Karena untuk pertama kalinya, kekuatan bukan lagi tentang ancama luar, melainkan tentang perasaannya sendiri Beberapa detik kemudian, ponsel Byakta kembali bergetar. Ekspresinya berubah ketika dia melihat layar.

“Apa yang kau bisa? Gadis lemah yang tidak memiliki kemampuan apa-apa.” Ejekan itu seperti sebuah energi baru untuk Meysha. Itulah tujuannya bersikap lemah. Supaya lawan menjadi lengah. Meski dengan kepandaian yang Meysah bisa, ia tetap tidak akan mengalahkan mereka semua. Namun, setidaknya ia ingin menunjukkan seseorang yang terlihat lemah bisa melukai mereka. Buagh! Sret! Buagh!

She also wanted to help in whatever she could, instead of waiting idly by for his return. Simon replied, "I'm sure Grayson would have told you if he couldn't manage it on his own. You're not an outsider. He probably went alone because he believed he could handle it on his own. You don't need to worry too much. He's incredibly powerful, after all." Belle nodded in agreement. Grayson would have told her if he needed any help. After all, her husband was undeniably a formidable figure. Noah had frequently asserted that Grayson stood as the most powerful individual of his generation, unrivaled by anyone else. The only potential contender might be Robert.

For becoming the one thing I swore I would never be again: Powerless.

I was shocked when he said that was his decision, I mean less than 5 minutes ago he wouldn’t even hear about it and then he just decided in five minutes to put him in a position that was meant for me. “Don’t you know? A man’s best character can be predicted when he has power in his hands, your dad just put power in his hands to reveal how he is”, Aria says. “I thought the character shows when one is poor”, I say confused. “When he’s poor and when he has power, then imagine putting a poor man in power, now his every move is vital”, Aria says. “I doubt, dad might have done it for me and we are busy reading so much into it”, I say and Aria shrugs.

Powers that have been waiting for you to awaken them. Powers? I thought. Me—the girl everyone dismissed as weak, powerless, nothing. My mind flashed to memories of Alpha Itao, his cold words cutting me down, telling me I’d never amount to anything. But it was all a lie. All this time, something had been lying dormant within me, waiting for the right moment to reveal itself.

Powerlessness against power. — Look at yourself, he says softly. Look at the woman who thought she could defy a Tsar with a table knife. It's pathetic. The rage inside me explodes into silent sobs, violent spasms I can't contain. Hot tears stream down my cheeks, betraying my defeat, my shame, my absolute weakness. — Cry, he says, almost kindly. Cry for your stupidity. Cry for your bodyguard's death. Cry for your own powerlessness. It's the only thing you can do freely now.

"Oh... okay... of course." "There are people out there who want to see you fail, and they look at everything that has happened in the past few days and think, 'Oh well, look at how much publicity she has got.' And all I can say about that is that none of it is worth spending a second of your life feeling powerless. And if there is anything that this has taught me, it is that I can choose not to feel powerless," she looks at me. "And I am never going to let that happen again." I take her hand. "Nina is the most powerful person I know."

"You are, by your own account and by all external measures, a powerful man. Yet you describe feeling powerless in this situation." "Financial power is useless against someone who can turn the legal system into a custom-made weapon, and public opinion into a cudgel," I said, the frustration I'd been swallowing for weeks finally finding a calm outlet. "My power was in systems she either owned or could corrupt. My only real power has been to stand with Maya. To be a shield, however imperfect."