Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
39. The Real Abhimanyu Scandal

Abhimanyu had experienced a phase where he hallucinated Juwita around him. Abhimanyu often experienced that when he really missed Juwita very much and began to lose his mind like a person who had finished taking medicine.

But Abhimanyu was never like this. He forgot himself and chased after this woman to determine whether she was Juwita or not.

"Jewith?" Abhimanyu breathed intermittently. Exhausted by the fact that he really looks like Juwita.

The woman tried to escape. "Take off me, brother."

Abhimanyu. Juwita never called him sister. Obviously never. Instead, he prefers to call Abhimanyu as Boy or Cahku or even Sontoloyo.

Although at that moment Abhimanyu realized this woman was not Juwita, Abhimanyu's grip on her strengthened.

How can someone be so similar to a duplicate? How could she look like Juwita to the point of looking like a blood twin? Juwita is an only child and even if he has a relative like this Abhimanyu must have known for a long time.

"Sister, sick."

Abhimanyu. He hurriedly let go and saw his hand on the woman's skinny wrist.

"Sorry." Abhimanyu carefully touched her again. "sorry. I don't want—no, I mean .. I didn't mean it."

He grimaced as if his wrist was very sore. It made Abhimanyu panic.

"You sit down first. Let me take a compress" Abhimanyu asked him.

Although he was not Juwita, Abhimanyu could not stop feeling panicked as if he was Juwita. The man hurriedly asked the hotel maid to come and bring him a compress and sat holding the woman's hand as if it was broken.

But actually it's okay.

"illness?" Abhimanyu's common sense knew that this was excessive but Abhimanyu could not be blinded by his face.

When she grimaced, for God's sake she really looked like Juwita. The only difference is that he looks younger, probably around Rara's age.

"Udah, Brother. I'm not pa-pa" said the woman to pull her hand.

But Abhimanyu only spontaneously held back. Abhimanyu grasped it tightly.

"Sorry, brother, who is this brother? Why call me Juwita? My name—"

"You," Abhimanyu cut into a panic. His pupils widened and sweat soaked Abhimanyu's temples. I don't know why but Abhimanyu really didn't want to hear his name.

Abhimanyu did not want to hear the more obvious fact that he was not Juwita.

"You," Abhimanyu gulped, "real people here?"

"No, Brother." The woman looked awkward. "I am a native of Bandung. Dateng's only here for the holidays."

"Oh." Abhimanyu continued to look at her no matter if she was uncomfortable. "How many days are you here?"

".... Just one day, brother." He swallowed. "Anu, brother, this is my hand off, please."

Abhimanyu did not want to. His body was actually willing to move around hugging this woman and taking her away to where they could only talk to each other.

But Abhimanyu also realized that he could not.

"Sorry." Abhimanyu finally gave up. Releasing his hand with a grim expression. "What's your room number?"

".... Why yeah, brother?"

".... Just want to know." Abhimanyu stared fixedly at him endlessly. "Do you mind if I ask for your number? How about breakfast tomorrow?"

The woman was in a hurry. "Sorry, Brother, I am waiting for my friend. Excuse me."

Abhimanyu moved and was ready to chase after the woman. Even Abhimanyu himself did not realize how scary he was now because he suddenly asked the room number, phone number, invite to eat together even though the name did not know.

But Abhimanyu doesn't care. Juwita's face on the woman's face drove her crazy.

"Tomoya." Abhimanyu will catch up with him as soon as possible. "Connect Denis now. Send a photo of Juwita to him and tell me about the information about the Bandung girl whose face looks like Juwita."

"Buruan!" abhimanyu lost control. But a moment later the man covered his face, sitting in frustration. "Hunting," he whispered weakly. "You need to ask Salim about the girl who entered the territory yesterday."

".... Alright." Tomoya at least understood that Abhimanyu was agitated. "Gue try to find what you want, boss."

Abhimanyu dropped his phone after the call was interrupted. The man linked his hands in front of his forehead, looking down uneasily along with a crazy heartbeat.

Juwita's.

It turns out there are other Juwita in this world besides Juwita.

No, he's not Juwita. He must be different from Juwita that Abhimanyu knew. Even though they were too twins, wasn't the case of a twin with someone himself not a strange thing? Abhimanyu should not be too late in this feeling.

But ... but he at least has Juwita's face. He's not Juwita but he has something Juwita has. What if he becomes Juwita only in Abhimanyu's life? What if Abhimanyu marries her and makes sure she is always by her side?

"Abimanyu."

Abhimanyu's daydreams were scattered like balloons being broken when Rara's voice sounded. The man seemed to have just realized that he was with his wife, was on his honeymoon and should have returned as soon as possible to continue the shooting session.

"Why you?" Rara stood before him. "Pucet kok? You sick?"

".... No." Abhimanyu. "They're finished here" said the man again. "Send your team to disband."

"Bi, but you—"

Abhimanyu passed away just like that, feeling like he had to step away first to rearrange his own thoughts.

*

Rara immediately followed Abhimanyu into their room as soon as she finished disbanding Anita's loan team. They all let Rara eat in the restaurant and enjoy the facilities as they please as a form of gratitude.

While Abhimanyu was in the bathroom, soaking himself.

"Bi." Rara came in after taking off her clothes and covered her body with just a bathrobe. "Want to take a shower?"

Abhimanyu looked at him without expression. "Not this malem. You sleep first" she said slowly but Rara could feel absolute emphasis and command in her speech.

He told Rara to stay away. Though it was always him who urged Rara to make out with him.

"Tomorrow you'll say this, won't you, Bi?" ask Rara to make sure. Tonight he relented but tomorrow will he talk about who that woman is?

"Ranaya." Abhimanyu looked at him sharply.

Makes Rara understand that this man will not be as gentle as he has always been.

Rara got up from there, went to bed and tried not to cry.

Don't sad. Rara cannot be sad. Abhimanyu could have been thinking a lot and he was too tired to talk a lot.

Do not let Rara become the second Sakura who is crazy and even made more crazy because it is too emotional. There must be an explanation so don't be sad too soon.

"The wisdom of hell is like the master of hell like Abhimanyu, the base of cheap bi-tch." It was Sakura's message to Rara before she fled abroad.

"Abhimanyu's scandal with his stepmom is a fact." Then that said the foreign woman Rara saw at the club while still in Bali.

"Jewith." And that was Abhimanyu's groan as he cried silently on the hill.

"...."

So that's it, dad.

Now Rara understands. Abhimanyu had forbidden feelings for Juwita and he still kept all of them until this second.

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