Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals

Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
17. Talented to Be a Liar


Abhimanyu was silent but then he stepped up, coming closer to Rara. "My work is criminal."


Rara who heard it somewhat flinched. "What?"


"Purchase organs, sell children, sell women, alcohol, drugs, such." Abhimanyu stopped in front of him, looking down at Rara's face. "There are times when if I am one hour late, dozens of children can die, women that I can secure are actually sent abroad, teenage children can fly in their classrooms. That's why I say busy means busy."


"...."


"I'm taking you because I think you also agree people's lives, people's futures, that's more important than your needs."


"...."


"But if you feel any loss I apologize. So can I consider us peaceful?"


So he meant to say Rara was acting too rashly out of emotion?


"It's late." Rara turned. "So I said that if you feel loss you can balance me too. All of your money that I abisin it will I turn back so that only our deal is void."


Abhimanyu folded his hands. "I'm not saying I'm losing."


Rara was clearly dumbfounded. Wasn't she feeling less happy that Sakura was now acting bolder and stopped fooling herself? Abhimanyu would be very happy if Sakura made herself look pitiful and worthy of a laugh.


"Toh Juwita also will not come."


"Even if Sakura says that?"


"Juwita wants to come. Obviously Sakura knows what she's talking about will make Juwita come." Abhimanyu put his hand in his pocket, then said flat but sounded haughty. "But I won't let my stepmom hurt anymore."


"Again?"


"I was always the reason Juwita wanted to give up on our family. People say because I am his favorite child, even more than his biological child. Even though I don't believe it. But Juwita always chooses to blame herself rather than anyone else, especially me."


Abhimanyu looked grim as he said, "She may be crying out for the reason that I never go home again."


Now Rara feels a bit guilty, even though she does not regret because she also has a reason to do this. If Rara looks trivial in Abhimanyu's eyes, she can just treat Rara like a tool.


"If you may let me dance with you for supporting Sakura, I want you to meet Juwita."


Rara slips. "I?"


"You told Sakura that you weren't my cheating, right? Then I go to Juwita if you're a new person who makes me fall in love again."


"Why so—why me?" Rara almost asked why she had to try to do something again when Abhimanyu had not helped her about the matchmaking. Even Rara had not been able to say because Abhimanyu did not give him a chance to talk. But Rara felt it was also important to ask.


Why himself? He seems to love Abhimanyu, does he?


"You're manipulative."


Rara pointed to herself.


"You're not aware? Five years Sakura made fools of herself for me and only this time she was a bit brain-wielding. Even though it is also not called pinter on social media. But the point is that your talk to Sakura made her do something out of her habit."


Abhimanyu pointed right in the middle of his forehead.


"You," said the man, "have talent to be a liar."


"...."


"People who believe women face plain like you ngem I use this way of kayak gini."


Rara threw away her face. "I don't mind," he denied. "It's just that I'm not so easily bullied."


"Is your phone line really bullying?"


"...." - ".Rara hurriedly turned around, unwilling to show her reddened face.


Why the effect so he sulks because of dicueki? But it's not like that!


"Ohiya, Abhimanyu, I want—"


Rara turned around for a moment to tell him about the match, but Abhimanyu had already received a call from someone.


"Yes, I'm going there now."


Now Rara also knew that she did not break the promise. Next time, he will believe.


*


Mahen: Do you have time? I want to buy Mama a birthday present.


Rara honestly does not want to get involved with Mahen so that later he can reason they are not suitable so can not get married, but Rara remembers Mahen rather helped her yesterday regarding the urgent matchmaking.


There is no harm in being polite.


Rara: Yes, but a little late because I have an appointment first.


As Abhimanyu said, Rara had to meet her stepmom, Juwita.


Rara continued her preparations before moving on with her bag.


"Ma, I'm going to go out first."


"Where are you going, son?"


".... Meet Mahen."


Mama looked straight away. "Ohya? Nice dong. Hail Mama to Mahen if that's it."


"Yes, Ma."


Rara thought about Abhimanyu's words about her being a liar. Rara used to lie to Mom. He said to A and to B. That's what Rara did because if she was too honest, Mama would definitely curb it.


"I'm leaving" Rara said on her phone before she sent the voice to Abhimanyu.


The intention is not to disturb because he said he was busy, but the incoming call came.


"Do you have a phone time?" ask Rara.


"When you lash out again, I could get into new trouble."


Rara cleared her throat, pretending not to be offended. "I just said I was leaving."


"Keep, should I say be careful on the road?"


Rara glanced at her phone. "You don't want to talk about it, don't call me!" he said sniffling while turning off the call.


But the incoming call from Abhimanyu came again and Rara would not answer again.


"You're too brave. If you want to be an artist, the paper is ugly," said the man.


"I depend on the situation" Rara replied not to lose. "What do you want to say?"


Fortunately Abhimanyu stopped mocking Rara there. He said, "What do you know, right? Your role is my affair that I love."


"I know." Rara had been thinking about her dialogue since yesterday. The point is Juwita should see Rara differently than Sakura. "There again?"


"Don't make him sad."


Rara's stunned.


"Juwita is also a baperan so please don't make him feel guilty. Even if I have to lie like that, I would rather you make Juwita calm."


This man seemed to love his stepmother very much. Maybe even like her own mother. Rara had only seen a stepchild until it dragged on worrying about her step parents.


"Don't mistake me if I end up lying your job is more and more," replied Rara so that at least the atmosphere is calmer.


He was nervous because he was afraid of mispronouncing.


"That's why don't fuck me."


"I know." Rara answered briefly. "You know, I'm closed."


The call ends there.


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