Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
30. It's Cloudy After the First Night

One body Rara feels like crumbling. Is it because lately he skipped sports well to the point that his muscles ache? Or ... indeed yesterday Abhimanyu is too gragas? But whatever that was why, Rara until groaned long when she woke up.

Trouble herself getting into the bathroom, soaking in warm water to at least unwind. Funny thing, Rara's lips actually reviewed the smile. He does not know why—or maybe hesitate to admit the reason what—but Rara felt his mood today was very good.

His body was sick but his mind was calm and his heart was calm.

"Eh, what's wrong?" reprimand Rara when a servant is busy stripping her bedsheet.

"So you told me to clean up if Mbak Rara woke up, Ma'am."

Rara hurriedly came, preventing him. "S-I am alone. I can do it myself." Rara's ears were hot as her eyes clearly saw the bloodstains. Especially when approaching there was a strange aroma that made his blood even hotter.

Basic Abhimanyu! Even if the waiter is in charge of serving, but there are also times that should not be shown to them!

The waiter chuckled. "Not to be ashamed, Rara. This is normal."

Normal is normal, but still!

"Just me, ma'am. Or at least I take it to the wash. Later the mother who washes but anyway here I am."

The waiter sees Rara's behavior but finally gives up. "What do you think Rara will eat? He said he woke up to eat."

Rara was nervous to hear that. "Where are you going?"

"Oh, Father downstairs, Ma'am. There's Olivia Dateng's sister said she's not managing the job."

Olivia's? Who is olivia?

Ah, Rara remembered. He means Abhimanyu's friend who contacted him at that time until Rara caught Abhimanyu crying?

"They're dekettes, huh?" This should have been a useless question but Rara instead let go of asking it.

Moreover, the expression of the waiter who heard that instantly became awkward. The expression of a person who knows something but also knows should not be expressed in order to maintain mental health.

"Yes, ma'am, close temen." Oelayan answered diplomatically. "It's how I make breakfast first, Ma'am."

"No need. I can do it myself." Rara stopped there. "I want to make my own, all for Abhimanyu."

".... Yes, Ma'am." The waiter decided not to say much and went straight out.

Some people had worried about the arrival of a new mistress, let alone their experience of serving Sakura who was emotional and very annoying. But after seeing Rara seem quite humane and polite, the waiter wished Rara well.

Or at least stay sane.

Rara also tidied her sheets into a basket and went to wear clothes available to her in the closet. Only then did Rara come down, take the sheets to the laundry room, then head to the kitchen to make her lunch.

"Let me, Ma'am." The other waiter who was on duty in the kitchen refused to politely Rara as she felt that the master should just wait. But Rara insisted on making her own because at home she was used to helping Mama in the kitchen.

"I like to cook so maklumin well if I sometimes want to cook myself." Rara smiled sweetly, making the servants around her instantly mesmerized.

They were too used to Sakura to think that their new mistress would be the same.

Rara brought her homemade lunch tray to the dining table, arranging it in such a way for herself and Abhimanyu. "Where is abhimanyu?"

"In Olivia's room, Ma'am."

The waiter next to the other servant who had just replied directly nudged his partner's arm. She should have just said the guest room, don't bluntly say Olivia's room. It's not natural for a girlfriend to have her own room in the house of her male friend who has a wife. Sakura didn't comment much on it.

Rara who heard the servant's words was of course shocked. But a moment after that Rara managed to clench her mouth and did not ask.

My God, the hardest thing in this relationship turned out to be self-conscious that they were not normal husbands and wives. Rara has reminded herself repeatedly.

"Ranaya." Abhimanyu's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"I don't come home at four, you go home to your parents first."

"Where are you going?"

"There's work." Abhimanyu only replied briefly and left without realizing the cloudiness in Rara's face.

Don't be sad, as soon as Rara whispers herself. In this relationship it is normal for Abhimanyu to be cold.

But yesterday he said he would not cheat, refuted another Rara.

Crocodile talk is believed, taunted Rara the other one.

*

While Abhimanyu who did not realize cloudy in Rara's face is now focused on staring at the tablet containing photos of artists who according to Olivia positive as a user.

"The path between one person to another is a bit difficult anyway, in my opinion." Olivia pulled a cigarette out of her bag and looked at the street outside the car window. "My gut feeling but I think because lo, the person who most lose their business, it's Sakura's husband so yes they already mastiin their connection is the same Sakura not transparent. I've asked fifty artists who've talked to Sakura, including artists whose fans are millions, but they seem to have different connections."

"You mean the person who sells drugs to Sakura the same person who sells drugs to other artists is deliberately differentiated?"

"It's a possibility."

Abhimanyu dropped his back onto the back of the chair, sighing deeply. "Gue didn't care about Sakura just yet. The bottom line is who's the top person in their group."

"Lo knew it wasn't that easy." Olivia grunts. "But, Abhimanyu, I don't think this is as small as we think."

"When the file goes into the Alliance, obviously the problem is big."

"I mean like," Olivia turned, "I don't know why but there's something big is going on."

"...."

"Gue's worried about why."

Abhimanyu seemed to understand the direction of that worry. There is indeed a possibility that this is just a small bait to destroy something big. But whatever it is Abhimanyu won't let it.

"The future of the country is my future as well." Abhimanyu. "I will not let anyone destroy the system that has been arranged with Mahesa Mahardika."

Olivia smile. It was always Abhimanyu that he knew. "But by the way you seem to enjoy your contract relationship quite well."

Abhimanyu raised an eyebrow. "Why not? Girls are good."

"Basic jerk. I mean from the other side."

"Gue likes girls as long as they're not chatty."

"Juwita nagging you like it too."

Olivia's insinuations were blatantly avenged only by Abhimanyu's snoring. The man placed his head against the car window, staring into the clear sky above.

"Abimanyu."

"Hm?"

"About a girl who will replace Juwita in your heart?"

".... There's no."

There never will be.

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