Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
34. Abhimanyu Punishment

At night Rara was already at home because in addition to small external injuries, no more care was needed. But just as Rara arrived home, an unexpected visit from her in-laws instantly shook them off.

Juwita and Adji, father-in-law and mother-in-law came with anxiety on their faces.

"Rome." Juwita reached out to her face cautiously, looking at the wounds there as if she was the one ready to cry. "Why are you doing this, son?"

In Rara's room there are only Rara and Juwita. Although Rara was surprised Juwita knew this was deliberate by her own, but the woman seemed to understand.

"Manipulating something doesn't mean you have to hurt yourself. A lot of people are worried. Think about your mother's feelings too."

"Sorry, Auntie." Rara knew she was kind of ignoring Mama's feelings about this. "I promise I won't bother Mama or Aunt."

"You promise, dad. Aunty hold on to your promise." Juwita squeezed her hand and smiled shadyly. "Abimanyu treats you well right? He doesn't know you intentionally or tell you to do something that doesn't make sense, right?"

Rara laughed a little. "Aunty's son told me that I felt hurt by him, he said I should visit Auntie. Say: aunt's son is dead."

Her mother-in-law laughed. "Emangs. Watch out if he's a macem. She's not living with Auntie."

The conversation was warm afterwards. A few minutes of close interaction with Juwita, Rara understood why Abhimanyu loved her stepmother so much.

She's fun. Not as crowded as mothers who are too restrictive, understand the feelings of the interlocutor, and most Rara feel is the warm touch of Juwita who washed away.

Rara did not even realize her head was already lying on Juwita's chest, falling asleep in her mouth.

Really, Rara sympathized with Sakura. If only he had treated Juwita well, he would have enjoyed this affection and not the hatred of Abhimanyu.

On the other hand Abhimanyu who came to check on Juwita with Rara immediately fell silent to see his wife falling asleep in Juwita's arms.

"Jewith." Abhimanyu did not want to disturb but had to call out to him. "Milo weeping below."

"Ow, okay." Juwita slowly moved Rara's head to the pillow.

When the woman was about to pass through the door, she paused for a moment, extending a hand to the top of Abhimanyu's head.

"Thank you," he whispered, "have your wife become your wife."

Abhimanyu just kept quiet, didn't reply and let Juwita go. But after that Abhimanyu approached the bed where Rara was sleeping, coming to kiss her temple.

"Thank you" whispered Abhimanyu, "it has made Juwita look good."

Juwita used to say that she hoped to have a daughter-in-law who liked her and considered her a real mother. Juwita says she's afraid that until her son's wives find her annoying and annoying like the in-laws in people's stories.

Hence Abhimanyu was happy if Rara could make that happen.

Abhimanyu was the first to give Juwita the worst daughter-in-law, which is why Abhimanyu wished that he would be the first to give Juwita the best daughter-in-law.

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A few days after that Rara completely silenced from the case he made. But without having to speak up, Rara did not feel worried. He knew Caca must be easy to escape and in the end this business was resolved 'family'.

It was actually quite satisfying when Caca had to make a video apology. Of course after Rara's party threatened to reveal the theft of goods that Caca did.

Besides that Abhimanyu .. is being punished.

"Spirit, yeah." Rara exclaims little by deliberately seeing her husband in the heat under the hot sun busy cementing brick to be used as a fish pond.

Yes, Mama punished Abhimanyu to make a fish pond and repair his garden with his own hands without the help of anyone. He said only then would Mama forgive Abhimanyu. Of course if not for Juwita's help, it seems Abhimanyu was expelled from his in-laws' house.

She was brave because Mama and Papa were not home.

"Women love playing victim (sok being a victim)" she said.

Rara laughs. "And Mama's angry with you not because I'm not telling you."

"Listen playing victim, give defense to look real."

Fucking grumbler. After being his wife for a few days, Rara finally realized that Abhimanyu was not a cold figure. He was not cool at all but only rarely spoke. When scolded by Mama, Abhimanyu always silent like a pitiful cat to the point that Rara often pity. If it is driven by Rara's cousin who comes, Abhimanyu always gives even though Rara has forbidden. Yesterday night Rara's cousin came to ask for an ice cream treat in Indomaret that cost a million dollars.

For Rara it was excessive, but Abhimanyu was silent.

"Jude, here." Rara suddenly came, dispelling the sun with an umbrella as well as giving a glass of fresh juice. "Your kind wife makes juice for you."

Abhimanyu immediately accepted it, apparently he was thirsty.

"But by the way you're good at doing this?" Rara stared at Abhimanyu's work which, if to be honest, was very good. Though he was a man in a suit, so shouldn't he be more good at telling?

"At home there is rarely anyone who helps, want ART want a handyman." Abhimanyu returned his empty glass. "It's just like this while I crumple too I can."

You show-off guy.

"Your skin is red." Rara was no longer awkward to directly touch Abhimanyu's face. Wiped with sweat drenching on his temples with the back of his hand. "Rest first. My mom doesn't exist either."

It looks like he is very hot and has been willing to rest but is afraid of being scolded again if Mama comes home later. Because just after Rara said that, Abhimanyu moved to sit beside her, dropping her head onto Rara's shoulder as a backrest.

Of course Rara's heart was pounding hard as a result of that. Although every night he hugged Abhimanyu in his bed, but maybe there are still enough moments that can make Rara hangers.

"Ranaya."

Even if she called him Ranaya, Rara was already nervous. In his family only Abhimanyu who called Rara as Ranaya.

Just her.

"What?" balas Rara pretended to be relaxed.

"You smell." Abhimanyu advanced his face to Rara's chest. "Other than this."

Spontaneous alone Rara pushed her face. "Not mode!"

Rara almost forgot to say this. The main thing that made him stop seeing Abhimanyu as a cold figure was because he was perverted. So perverted that Rara was convinced that her entire head was just about indecent things.

"Sok nolak when I like."

"SAID WHO?!"

Abhimanyu embraces her, forcing Rara back into the backseat. "Women don't like that his face is clear. Not yelling 'don't have to mode' while smiling."

Sometimes Rara would bite her head.

"Babelle!"

"Whatever." Abhimanyu brought his face closer to Rara's chest. Very selfishly he put his cheek there, closed comfortably. "I'm gonna take a little nap. Fifteen minutes to wake up."

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