Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
10. Reasons Not to Divorce

Rara put her mask and disguise cap on the toilet before going out to avoid attention. Because she is quite familiar with the public world of figures, Rara understands that she must protect herself from the attacks of fanatical fans who do not care about anything but her own idol, especially her fans Sakura.

Then Rara stepped out. Just a few steps he walked, his phone clinking. A notification of incoming money transfer followed by a short chat.

Abhimanyu : Good.

Rara sighed. This time the nominal is not as fantastic as yesterday but still.

Rara: What are you doing? I have no plans for a deal with people.

Abhimanyu : Buy for yourself.

Rara: If suddenly I use expensive goods continue, people even ngeh me flood of money from the husband of people.

Abhimanyu : If it is simple.

Rara: Give me money without the intention of making me a beggar.

Abhimanyu : ⁇ ️

Rara sighed. In the end he did not serve anymore because arguing this man is somehow difficult and a waste of time. Rather than that Rara must quickly go home because Mama and Papa are worried about her.

Just as Rara was sitting in her ordered taxi, someone suddenly came in as well.

"Sir, this is my taxi—" said Rara protesting but instantly silenced who the black masked woman was. "Sakura's."

Sakura took off her mask. "Road, sir," he ordered the driver.

The old man in front hesitated, but Rara nodded because it was also impossible that he kicked Sakura out, provoking a ruckus and finally enslaved.

It should be avoided even if Rara now needs attention. Engaging in a direct fight with the legal wife of his affair will definitely make the image of an actor come down, right?

"Awayin Abhimanyu," Sakura murmured coldly, focusing on looking ahead.

It should be noted here that Rara told the public that she and Abhimanyu were not having an affair, but behind the scenes she was frank that she was cheating so Sakura thought that Rara was indeed seizing her husband.

Before Rara answered she noticed first whether Sakura recorded this conversation or not. After being sure, Rara's mouth moved.

"Suami lo who is insistent," replied Rara as well as the affair.

Sakura was seen biting her tongue to hold back the anger.

"How much?" She turned to Rara at last. "Five billion? Ten billion? Fifteen? Twenty? Thirty billion? How much do you need, hm?"

"One trillion, you love?" Rara defiantly.

"Lo farin my husband's out of it? Fine."

Grubber. Even if it was him, the number of billions was already too much let alone trillion. But in this way Rara so know that in the marriage relationship Abhimanyu and Sakura, who begging for love is really only Sakura.

Strangely, why was Sakura so panicked? Though yesterday he was busy attacking through social media but now he came directly, holding his anger to throw money so that Abhimanyu is not captured.

The man ... don't tell me he deliberately made this situation?

"Sakura's." Rara looked at him. "There is nothing better than Abhimanyu?"

"Not to talk to me, dog. I asked how much do you need?!"

"Lo is afraid what exactly? Same with your wedding? Does your marriage have something that makes you dear?"

Usually people who are on the verge of divorce and then cry it will have memories. They laugh together, they cry together, there are children among them, although injured there are memories as well, but what does Sakura have at the wedding?

Five years she was treated like trash by her husband but she insisted on not getting divorced. It's bullshit that she said she loved her wedding. It would be crazy if he didn't want to divorce.

"Or are you afraid," said Rara, "husband dream that you talk to everyone was seized?"

"WHISPER!"

So anyway.

"Lo who made yourself go crazy himself, it turns out."

Just a moment after that Sakura's patience ran out and her hands clawed at Rara. The long nails stuck in his cheeks, leaving scratches followed by pain from his hair being pulled.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT ME, HUH?!" scream Sakura hysterical. "WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT ME?! I DID EVERYTHING FOR HIM! I HOLD EVERYTHING FOR HIM BUT NOW YOU WANT TO MAKE IT DONE?! I WON'T LET YOU, ASSHOLE! HE'S GOT ME! JUST FOR ME! KNOW LO?!"

The driver in front was clearly panicking seeing the quarrel. "Sir, no, Ma'am!"

But his voice was inaudible. Sakura continued to anchor and grab Rara's hair which was just silent without a fight.

Purposefully.

As soon as she felt unable to bear it, Rara pushed Sakura to let go. Sakura who was pushed to cry was sobbing. He rubbed his own face and shouted loudly.

"I'M SPECIAL TO HIM! IT SHOULD BE JUST ME!"

"Lo think your style now makes him love you?" Rara was emotional.

She could feel Sakura's pain from her crying, but that was precisely why Rara was emotional. Actually, why is a woman in her extraordinary clothes even so stupid to love something that does not appreciate it?

"All that lo llakin, nyebarin disgrace in the sosmed continue to cry rag-raung here you think you are sincere proof, love dead same Abhimanyu? No, moron! Lo actually make yourself into a spectacle material of people who are as crazy as that lo selfishness!"

"LO DON'T KNOW HOW IT TASTES!"

"What's it like playing, huh?!"

The quarrel would definitely continue if the car did not suddenly stop. Rara turned her head, thinking the taxi driver wanted to drop them off for making a scene in the car but it turned out that it was because they were intercepted.

Abhimanyu's figure is seen descending from the blue car in front, hinting Rara to open the door.

Sakura immediately looked at her husband.

"Yang—"

"out. Let Tomoya take you home" he told his wife.

"But—"

"Sakura's." Abhimanyu looked at him like he was staring at a dirty animal that had fallen in a stinky gutter. "Why don't you roll on the mole so people know you're suffering?"

Kan, what Rara said. Crying and shouting it only needs to be done once to vent, not many times and continuously to finish.

The ends that came were not pity but annoyance at how annoying he was.

"Get out." Abhimanyu pulled his wife's arm down then pushed her on his subordinates.

Rara thought she had come to pick her up, but Abhimanyu got into the taxi.

"Road, sir," he said calmly and no longer glanced at Sakura there. The area he intercepted the car was so quiet that there was no need to worry about someone seeing.

But Rara was worried about something.

"What are you doing here?"

Abhimanyu. Instead of answering, he said, "We go to the doctor."

"Huh?"

"Your face is wounded. Need a doctor."

"I can go to the doctor myself."

Abhimanyu raised an eyebrow. "What says you can't?"

You shitty guy. I don't know what else his intention is but Rara believes he didn't just come to help because he felt responsible for his wife's actions.

Believing in this man is a misdirection now.