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Dewi was already drafting a damage-control statement. “We’ll say you’re focusing on positivity. Maybe a live singing session tonight to prove them wrong?”

Maya thought of her grandmother in Solo, who had taught her to sing keroncong before she could read. Of the five years she spent playing crying maidens and betrayed wives on TV before clawing her way into the influencer world. Of the weight-loss tea ads and the skin whitening creams she’d promoted, smiling until her cheeks ached.

“He said your vocal range is ‘limited to high-pitched drama,’” Dewi whispered. “It’s trending. #MayaFlop is at number three.”

She read it, locked her phone, and walked onto the set of Indonesia’s Next Big Star with a quiet smile. The host asked her how she was feeling.

The comments were brutal. “Maya cuma punya gaya, bukan suara.” (Maya only has style, not voice.) “Stick to endorsements, honey.”

Maya shook her head. “No. That’s what he wants. Me, defensive. Small.”

Maya’s stomach tightened. Rizki was her co-judge, a dangdut superstar with a grin that launched a thousand merchandise lines. He was also her ex-boyfriend. The breakup had been six months ago, handled with carefully worded Instagram posts about “focusing on careers” and “mutual respect.” But last night, at a live taping, Rizki had let something slip.

The humid Jakarta air clung to Maya’s skin as she stepped out of her matte black Alphard. The mall in Senayan was already buzzing, but for Maya Sari—former soap opera star, current lifestyle influencer, and newly minted judge on Indonesia’s Next Big Star —the day had started three hours ago with a 5 AM cryo session and a green smoothie that tasted like liquefied grass.

“You… what?”

Dewi looked skeptical. “Maya, your brand is lifestyle. Fashion. Soft luxury. Music is risky.”