Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
32. Don't Be Afraid to Fall in Love

Giving a virgin girl like Rara a veteran like Abhimanyu is indeed an injustice. Because it could be every time he did it, it was Rara who was lying limp alone. Abhimanyu had slept for half an hour and was busy pouring milk into a coffee cup, while Rara could not even open her eyes.

"Are you intentionally making me this way or what?" rara grumbled with a very weak voice. "My feet hurt all."

"For a long time also accustomed."

Less than asem.

Rara forced herself to get up—just half wake—to reach for the phone on the table by the bed. There were also several calls sent from his family, especially Mama.

"Mama looks like waiting for us to go home. We didn't plan for long."

"Say that we are again at his house, Mr. Minister was invited to eat the mallem with his wife."

Master liar. But at the end of the day Rara follows because she knows the reason can't be denied. Actually, people will be understood if Rara claims to be spending time with Abhimanyu as a newlywed, but Rara is also the only child.

It can't be that easy as her parents tell Rara to leave, even if it's her husband's house.

After replying to Mama's chat, Rara sat down to look at Abhimanyu's back. Now the man was standing by the window, staring out into the pitch-darkness as he sipped milk coffee. It was night time but he was consuming caffeine.

Rara's gaze grew more intense on those back muscles. A number of scars look red on Abhimanyu's white skin and Rara is happy when she finds out the scratches are hers.

Dangerous. This guy is dangerous. Rara was afraid of actually falling for him.

Or has it been?

"Sakura how are you?" To remove something that is trying to come, the past is sometimes the most powerful way. "You're not officially divorced, are you?"

"No." Abhimanyu. "Still talk one."

"Wouldn't there be a time when you love Sakura?"

Abhimanyu put down his empty coffee glass. The man came closer, standing before the seated Rara, extending a hand to her face.

"Ranaya."

Lately every time the man mentioned his name in full and not just a short call, Rara felt her heart burn. Her breathing must have been heavy and Rara's mind was very difficult to control.

"Don't be afraid" said Abhimanyu.

Rara looks up. Trying not to respond to a small swipe at the corner of his lips. "Fear what?" Why is he suddenly talking about fear?

You mean don't be afraid of Sakura? Rara was never afraid of Sakura.

"Ranaya," call Abhimanyu again. "Falling in love with me is not a sin."

Rara's eyeballs widened in response. He spontaneously brushed aside Abhimanyu and threw his face in another direction. "Who is also in love with Sama—"

"You can't assume I have you all."

Rara held her breath.

"My father said, as long as you are not rude to my family, there will be no one to deny you belong to me."

Abhimanyu. His hand invited Rara's face to turn, staring fixedly at the tiny eyeball.

"How about starting from changing 'me' to 'me'? Hm? You want?"

Rara should smile shyly with red cheeks due to the fact, although Rara tried hard to argue, the fact is that Rara has fallen in the charm of Abhimanyu. Rara has fully immersed herself in her role as the actor and no longer feels guilty for wanting to have the man.

But now Rara was crying. His eyes sparkled as a clear liquid filled the eye patch until Abhimanyu was shocked.

"You why—"

"Fear to people like you is like giving rights to bad people hurt me to my satisfaction." Rara grabbed her blanket. "Falling in love with you is not sin but stupidity."

Abhimanyu. If she's smart she should understand Rara's words aren't entirely wrong. It was even Abhimanyu who understood best how it became foolishness.

"If I dare to hurt you consciously for no apparent reason, you can go to Juwita and tell her: Aunt, son of a bitch Auntie mending is dead. I'm sure Juwita will send a missile to leadakin me."

Rara won't laugh. "Not funny" he said, slapping Abhimanyu's face.

The man chuckled little. Then without saying anything more Abhimanyu laid his cheek on Rara's thigh, wrapping his hand to the woman's back in a position that felt adorable.

Although he hesitated for a moment, in the end Rara collapsed, clutching Abhimanyu's back.

*

"My hands are saying." The next day before returning home, Rara took the time to go check on Juwita's gift. And it turns out some things are missing.

Rara turned to Abhimanyu who was leaning on the door leaf.

"Little Gucci's body is also good."

Even though Rara did not look at them as someone who was really rich, she did not think anyone would dare to steal. The number is too much to watch. Two hundred and fifty gifts, where perhaps Rara's eyes could keep an eye on everything at once.

But even if so, did they think Rara would not be aware of her item being stolen?

"Sorry." Rara felt she had to say it. "I should be more careful."

Abhimanyu.

"You mad?" Juwita was a mine like figure to Abhimanyu. It could have been that she felt angry that Rara had not kept the gift from her stepmother. But all of that is expensive.

Especially that watch. Rara's already made sure it costs 10,000 dollars.

"I'll replace—"

"You don't think who took it?" Abhimanyu finally made a sound.

"Not sure." Rara shakes. "But" the woman hesitated for a moment, "there was a rumor that Livia used to take people's stuff. But just gossip. And to be honest, I suspect the others too."

Abhimanyu.

"Aren't you angry?" Rara was very scared of it.

"Rather than being angry, it's more like a chance."

"Eh?"

Abhimanyu stepped in. Leave the door behind him closed and lock them together hundreds of gift boxes.

"Your first job as my business partner" Abhimanyu folded his arms, "ask for drugs."

Rara cengo's. It seems that every time you face Abhimanyu, Rara's brain is always forced to go the extra mile to understand the direction of the conversation.

Why is the stolen goods even related to drugs?

"I mean change give me a watch .. I ask for drugs? But in the circle we're just Sakura making."

"That's what you know. You don't know because from the beginning you didn't get into the standards of their customers." Abhimanyu pulled out a chair to sit down. "Now different. Now you are Abhimanyu's wife. You're clearly in customer standards."

"Don't tell me what you mean ...."

Although Rara hung her words, Abhimanyu nodded, confirming that. "Organizations need to know who controls the spread of drugs this time. We need a clue and you can find it with your current status."

Rara pursed her lips. "Love the watch too much."

"Jude." Abhimanyu smiled obliquely. "Take again. It's yours."

Is correct. Rara will definitely get her watch and bag back. Also get the drugs that Abhimanyu wants.

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