Episode 2

..."Can you hear me?"

After a while, the pain in Dena's head began to subside. She looked at the two women who were looking at her worriedly, "Yes, my head just hurts," she replied.

"That's normal because the wound you got is quite large," the doctor explained.

"For the next few days the pain will continue to appear. I have prescribed antibiotics along with painkillers, Madam can redeem them at the pharmacy later," continued the doctor.

Dena just nodded, she watched the female doctor write something and give it to her maid.

"If there are any complaints, you can contact me again immediately. Now I'll take my leave, Mrs. Araya." After that the doctor left.

Araya, Araya Rosetta. Is the name of the body that Dena now occupies. From the memories that entered Dena's mind, Araya slipped while going down the stairs of her house. That's why she is in this condition.

And where is the real Araya? Dena doesn't know. All the woman's memories from birth to the present fill Dena's mind, it even feels like she experienced it herself.

Dena glanced at the middle-aged woman in front of her, from Araya's memory this woman's name was Bi Laksmi, the maid who had served Araya since she entered this house.

"Did Aunt call the doctor earlier?" Dena asked.

Bi Laksmi nodded, "That's right, Madam. Her name is Doctor Sarah, she is the Smith family's personal doctor."

Wow, personal doctor? From there Dena could guess how rich the Smith family was.

"It's almost lunchtime, does Madam want me to cook something?" Bi Laksmi asked with a polite gesture.

"Yes, anything," Dena replied.

Bi Laksmi, who was used to getting such indifferent answers from the Madam, nodded in understanding, after which she excused herself from Araya's room.

After making sure Bi Laksmi had left and the door was tightly closed, Dena slowly got up from her lying position. Before getting off the bed, Dena paid attention to the queensize mattress she was occupying, in her whole life this was probably the most comfortable mattress she had ever occupied.

Dena looked around the room, it was really spacious. First, she went to the dressing table in this room, the rows of make up on display never stopped amazing her.

"Omg, Dior lipstick shade 03?" Dena looked in surprise at her dream lipstick, there were even various shades.

"YSL Cushion? Crazy, there will also be a time when I try things like this," Dena opened the dressing table drawer, the more complete contents never stopped amazing her. Previously Dena was not a poor person, her life was quite sufficient, but of course not enough to buy these luxury goods.

"What's in the closet like? Then the one next to it too?" There are two large, luxurious wardrobes, Dena is sure the contents will surprise her even more.

However, Dena's enthusiasm stopped when she looked at the dressing mirror in front of her. Actually, Dena wasn't surprised because this face was different, but because Araya's face was so similar to her real face. It's just a glow up and more mature version.

Dena paid attention in detail, there were no eye bags because she had read novels all night. There are no acne scars on her forehead. This face is really smooth, but Dena is sure this is still her face.

Dena doesn't know for sure but Araya's face is like her face but a more mature version. Maybe it's because of this make up? Or the long wavy hairstyle that Dena never tried before? So far Dena has often grown her hair only to shoulder length.

"Araya Rosetta?" Dena muttered. It's impossible for them to be twins, Dena clearly knows she is an only child, while her mother and father together with their respective partners do not have children.

Moreover, there is a memory that entered her mind, about Araya's life. So, Dena can conclude that she experienced a soul transfer, it's a bit funny if she experiences it directly like this.

Araya is a 27 year old woman, quite contrasting with Dena who was previously 22 years old. Araya is indeed a beautiful and rich woman, but her life is not happy. Dena, who has witnessed how Araya's life is, makes her feel as if she can feel the woman's feelings.

And the big problem, Araya is married!

Even has children!

"Tch, this head is still sore again," Dena clicked her tongue as she began to remember Araya's life.

"Araya was forced to marry her husband. His name is Gevan, eh, why does the name sound familiar? Like I've heard it before," Dena muttered while folding her arms across her chest.

"And because of that she hates her son who looks like Gevan. So Araya often vents her anger on her son, tsk tsk."

"Her son's name.." Dena tried to remember, "Ghariel."

Ghariel.

Ghariel Rayvandra Smith.

"WHAT?? Ghariel that one?!" Dena covered her mouth in surprise.

Ghariel Rayvandra Smith, the name of the antagonist in the Mafia's Love novel she read before going to bed. Which means, that's her son.

Instantly Dena forgot all the make up from famous brands in front of her. Araya is said to be killed by Ghariel's father, who is none other than her own husband, a big mafia boss in this country.

"So, I transmigrate like this just to die?" Dena muttered in disbelief.

Again Dena looked in the mirror. Now she is Araya Rosetta. She is the one who will determine the fate of this body in the future.

...****....

tbc.

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