Amberlyn Sonnet

A car accident robbed Nadira of her memory, leaving her to mistakenly believe that Aditya was her true love.

She married into wealth, only to find herself trapped in a living nightmare. Her sister Aisha's schemes, her husband's icy cruelty, the dehumanizing abuse in prison, the wrongful conviction, and the terminal diagnosis all drove her to despair.

"Countdown," Adi started counting down, "Five, four..."
Bang. Nadi bent her knees. Her knees hit the cold, hard cement surface with a loud sound. The rainwater in the puddles splashed high.
"Aisha, I was wrong."
"Louder!" Adi ordered Nadi, even pressing her neck to make her kowtow.
Nadi's heart ached desperately as the man who had loved her for many years forced her to kowtow to Aisha, the real culprit behind all this self-directed drama.
She was wrong. She shouldn't have fallen in love with Adi!
If she hadn't loved Adi, would all this not have happened?

In the end, she took her own life, bringing a tragic close to her suffering existence.

Reborn with the memories of her past life, Nadira vowed to change her destiny. She performed on the streets, hoping to reunite with Reza, the man she had truly loved in her previous existence.

Their love transcended time and space, blossoming anew, from the sweetness of their school days to the solemn exchange of wedding vows. Reza enveloped her in unwavering devotion, building a fortress of happiness around her. Meanwhile, Aditya, also reborn, could only watch from the shadows, consumed by regret and longing.

Reincarnation: No Longer Your Love's Replacement

The wound on Nadi's forehead stung from where the handkerchief had rubbed it raw. Adi wasn't gently cleaning the blood; he was causing her more pain. When Adi was in such a cruel mood, he could inflict pain on her in even the smallest ways. But with all the injuries and pain Nadi had already endured, how could this additional hurt matter? 


With a barely audible breath, she murmured, "I have no right to refuse whatever Mr. Rahman wishes to do." Her meaning was clear: he could do as he pleased, and she would no longer resist. Nadi submitted to Adi, appearing compliant, but Adi was not satisfied! At this moment, Adi felt an overwhelming sense of discontent. 


It was because Nadi had stopped protecting the child, his child. What enraged Adi even more was that Nadi had called him Mr. Rahman! Recalling Nadi's earlier declaration of "not loving" him, a fierce blaze of anger ignited within Adi, surging up to consume him. Rage! Adi was consumed by anger! 


Maybe Nadi Doesn't Love Me Anymore