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     Monday, the rainy season may not be lucky for Claudia Pricilia. The reason is, a woman who is often called Persia, aged 25 years, could not hinder her parents' decision to take the desired major, so she had to migrate far to another country. But Persia was not good at resisting the influence of her mother who had raised her as easily as exhaling through the trachea.
     But indeed the clock is ticking to show where the short time is for Persia to fail to dodge. How could that be? All Persia stuff was packed perfectly in a big bag on the way to the taxi. Disappointed, Persia grabbed her carry-on bag and car keys on the hanger behind the bedroom door and left the room. Persia had to reconsider, even though several thousand times Persia tried to find a way, but time was still not on her side.
     With energy radiating from her weak and crying body, Persia opened the car door, ignoring her mother's screams. Persia still couldn't believe that she had to leave the man who would be her fiance. Yes, Persia must do everything possible even if it has to run to Edo Mahardika's house.
     Either the minutes were too slow or Persian couldn't and maybe that day he didn't want to stop the car. At the main entrance of Edo's house, Persia rushed in and immediately locked the door. She was afraid that her mother would tell people to force her to leave Indonesia immediately.
     Persia steps nervously as she headed to the stairs of her lover's minimalist house. With feelings of pleasure and doubt, Persia ignored all these assumptions, and called Edo's name many times. But the atmosphere of the house is very quiet, she only hears the chirping of birds outside the house. But it didn't matter, until Persia went deeper into the room and ended up in Edo's room.
     Persia hesitated again. She remembered when Edo scolded her for being so rude when she entered someone's room without knocking on the door. And now the Persians will not forget that. However, before she knocked on the sturdy door, Persia seemed to hear a woman's voice.
     She hesitated to call Edo's name again, and Persia put an ear right in front of the door. She laughed inwardly if the sound she heard was just an illusion. 'Maybe it's because I'm tired', she thought without any suspicion. However, the voice grew louder and clearer. It even ends with a sigh that includes Edo's name over and over again.
     Persia was forced to open the door forcibly. Honestly, Persia didn't want to know what it was to love someone right now. But it was fate that introduced him to self-destruction and self-respect when Edo's room had uncovered a traitor. With hurt feelings without a word, Persia had to swallow the traitor completely to this relationship.
     With hatred, Persia looks at the appearance of a graceful woman on top of Edo's body, dancing, staring passionately and having intercourse with Edo. The expression on that beautiful face was crazy in front of Persia, showing an extraordinary pleasure of lovemaking.
     Two tragedies happened at one time Persia had to accept. She turned away, then ran from Edo's room crying. It really hurts. As strong as self-esteem washed away, Persia left the Edo house feeling disappointed. Even though Edo tried to reach her hand, Persia didn't care anymore and wanted to get away from the man who was no longer her future husband.
     All the sorrows of Persia are packed in the strength of a broken heart. He accelerated the drive at high speed. The Persia only hoped to be home soon and would ask her mother when the plane would depart, then Persia would set her heart on her dream in America.
     Tears flowed without permission even though Persia was fed up with Edo's victory just now. Absolutely unbelievable! Persia often failed to wipe away the tears that flowed freely, even though she felt angry in the middle of the road that seemed deserted. Persia relentlessly hit and even punched the steering wheel, she didn't feel any pain in her hand. Because the pain is not comparable to a single wound that managed to crush her hopes.
     For thirty minutes Persia did not think about the speed he chose to drive her car, even now it was very fast when the face of Edo's mistress's face danced beautifully in her mind. Until the minutes add to the amount of sadness, Persia involuntarily continues to expand her anger by shouting. She was so angry and disgusted with Edo's figure that Persia didn't realize that a crowd on the side of the road would block her car. Persia was too late when she realized someone who was running fast accompanied by four wheels approaching the direction of the crowd of a wedding party.
     On the same day, at a different time and place, three tragedies befell Persia. This makes Persia seem to be dead. 'Am I dreaming?' Persia's heart was bitter and her body was shaking when she saw the woman in the white dress lying on the ground after being hit by a strong impact from her car. Thick red liquid dripped from the side of the lips even now the wedding dress was no longer a symbol of happiness.
     Persia's body lost its strength even more when several people knocked on the car door. Persia had time to wring her hair and she also shook her head without stopping to stare at the woman who was already limp. Persia noticed the slender fingers were getting weaker, the breath was out of breath and even the brown-haired woman's eyelids were starting to close. 'Not me, I didn't mean to, wake up! Wake up!' Persia shook her head while venting her disbelief by banging on the steering wheel. Until a voice brought Persia to her senses. This is not a dream.
     The shards of film hit the Persia's side, because a man had hit the windshield. Persia screamed not knowing what to do, because a hand grabbed the car keys then opened the door panel and forced Persia's arm. The Persia's hands and feet were defeated by the power of the man in the black suit. Persia had been struggling but, for a moment she opened her eyes and stopped screaming when the man smiled and gripped her neck tightly.
     "You two are defendants and newlyweds to me!" said the golden-eyed man, with the gaze of an eagle ready to pounce on anyone who passed in front of him.
     He is the rightful owner of all the shares of famous companies in America. He was a 30-years-old man, named Robert Luxembourg.