Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
49. Don't Die

The days of Rara awaiting Abhimanyu's return are filled with many lessons, especially from her two in-laws. Papa Adji takes the time to teach Rara how to start a business and Rara has agreed to give up twenty percent of her personal wealth as an investment on behalf of Mama.

Rara used to think that ngonten was the way to get money so Rara spent a lot of money also in order to have a chance to become famous, he said, but now Rara actually refused zeroaki offers of content from various parties but in his hands already stored a number of assets.

In addition, Rara also got an offer from Juwita to open a jointly owned cosmetic brand. 'The 'job' that Rara had been looking for was precisely found in the Abhimanyu family, not in the friends he had long tried to approach.

"Lo seems really happy" said Banyu when he found Rara busy in front of a laptop near the outdoor pool. "Because my brother didn't come home?"

Rara laughs. "Not that," he replied with a big smile. "Thank God my life is getting busier now."

"People are busy being happy." Banyu snorting.

But she came, sitting in a lounge chair next to the chair that Rara used. The man was holding a bowl of ice cream and held it out as an offer.

"You?"

Rara shakes. "Not like my mangoes, sorry."

"Oh." Banyu enjoyed his own ice cream. "By the way you ... happy marriage with my brother?"

"You can see for yourself."

"Lo don't feel guilty about Sakura?"

"...."

"I don't mean I said you should feel guilty. I really just want to know about ...."

"You're the second son, huh?" Rara closed her laptop for a moment. Focus on Banyu. "The middle child counts if his son Aunty Juwita does not count."

"Emang why?"

"I'm an only child." Rara smiled grimly. "People say being an only child is good. Um really, really good. Very dear, guarded very carefully because the only. But the name of man is not perhaps one hundred percent happy. The only child, especially dear ones, was held back by him for mercy. Can't be like this, can't be like that, don't have to be like this, don't have to be. It might be weird for some people but I also sometimes like to be jealous of those who have parents like to tell. Kayak, you work for your own money, do not know ask for money. I always wanted to be involved too. Because I feel I'm too pampered until it can't be of any use to anyone."

Banyu just stared at him without a sound.

"You're the second child. He said the second child, the middle child, tends not to be watched. The highest hope is given to the first child, affection is lavished on the youngest. Sometimes the second child tends to forget— - even though it may not but it feels like kayak dilupain because well there is a first and more behind that must be considered."

"...."

"Abimanyu told me that you were jealous of him. In the sense that you always try to give your best, but your parents, especially Aunt Juwita, it seems to just focus on Abhimanyu. No wonder you hate Abhimanyu."

Banyu looked blankly at the surface of the pool.

"Banyu, this is not your advice or teaching about life. Not at all. It's just a personal opinion that I'm trying to get myself into my life." Rara closed her eyes softly. "You came here because you were distracted, right? You are disturbed that Abhimanyu makes trouble because it bothers Aunt Juwita, but you are also disturbed that Abhimanyu is happy because you feel she does not pantes. But, Banyu, if you hang your life to Abhimanyu's life, can you really be happy?"

Banyu again scooped the ice cream in his hand. With a grim expression he muttered, "Gue doesn't understand what you're talking about."

Rara's lips only reviewed a small smile, also re-opened her laptop. "Speak not important," he replies as if to believe.

*

It's been twenty-eight days. Today is the culmination of the war and its scale is arguably the largest. Abhimanyu stared at his watch which showed what date and time it was.

"Well," Rohan laughed at her.

"Based on orphans!" samuel's taunting won't lose.

"We're called mafia, too, yeah" Denis said. "Keep still so we're the ones who desperately kill tero-ris to follow the dead too?"

"Lo everyone, why pray to die anyway?" Salim rebuked. It seemed that he was tense and felt that this kind of joke was not worth discussing right now.

But Samuel said instead, "Oi, Bi, have you written a will?"

"Gue love Olivia." Abhimanyu closed his eyes for a moment. "I didn't go back, I asked him to give me half my money to Ranaya, the rest to my family."

"Lo on mah anteng. Lah me? My son's two, bre," Denis complained.

"Gue also has a son, cok." Rohan.

But the conversation was interrupted by one voice saying, "You all die and the Alliance is still alive thanks to you, a trillion for your family is also supported."

That's Hara's voice, their leader.

"Can't you, boss, I'm not dead and being paid a trillion in fact?" Samuel immediately asked, but was immediately humbled by the others.

Abhimanyu just laughed. At least their calm returned thanks to the joke. In his heart Abhimanyu also hopes that he can quickly go home to meet Rara. Abhimanyu felt a little sad to imagine that he really did not come home and the woman was lonely without him.

"Executive, get ready."

The commando slashed all the pleasantries, making everyone focus on the spot. It only took a minute for a huge explosion to occur, deafening the ears of anyone who heard it.

Abhimanyu also led his division which was placed in the front line of the attacker. The sound of gunshots after shots increasingly colored the silence of the night. Without being appreciated by anyone and being known by anyone, a group of young men risk their lives to protect the country, especially their families.

A missile was launched from the enemy, hitting where Abhimanyu was. The terrible explosion is inevitable. Abhimanyu rolled on the ground, unable to control his limp due to the impact of the explosion. His ears buzzed and blood flowed from his head as Abhimanyu tried to keep giving the counterattack order.

When everything was almost pitch black, Abhimanyu felt a small touch on his head.

"Abimanyu."

The sounds of gunfire and explosions were dizzying, especially with heavy injuries to his head. Abhimanyu tried to open his eyes to see who the owner of the soft voice was.

"Jewith?"

Abhimanyu saw Juwita.

No, it's impossible. There's no way Juwita's here.

"Kisa—"

"You cannot die" said the woman, pulling Abhimanyu's body. "I'm ready to be Juwita for you so don't you dare die."

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