Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
57. Puzzle Pieces

"When are you going to diem?" ask Banyu to the girl.

Banyu had looked at Kisa last night and waited for when she gave up. He must be at least smart. He knows how his fate will be. Moreover, if Abhimanyu had recovered and evidence that Kisa was a spy was found, the lightest punishment would be to be shot dead and the greatest possibility of him being tortured alive to death.

Even though Kisa knew it, she remained silent.

"Gue has said that you will promise to be free—from Aliansi—if you tell Sakura now where. Or better yet if you tell Sakura now whose cooperation?"

Kisa remained silent.

"Lo's family?" banyu asked as he focused his chin on the back of the chair. "That's being held as bail, bokap nyokap lo? Or adek lo? The sister? What if you say it and I help them?"

"...."

"Lo know there will be no magic like Abhimanyu suddenly dilelametin lo here? That son of a bitch if you don't care about people, he won't pursue you deliberately run."

Just like Sakura. Although Abhimanyu now thinks he is still with Sakura, for a second he never looks for her.

Because Abhimanyu will only find someone he needs.

*

"Where are you from?" abhimanyu asked as Rara came with the tray of food in her hand.

"Where else? Cook for the Father."

"Mas."

"Sir." Rara stuck out her tongue playfully. Anyway he wouldn't call Abhimanyu Mas or anything before he called Rara properly.

"More." Rara sat on the edge of the mattress, putting food on Abhimanyu's lap. "Father eat first, Dad. After eating new medicine."

Abhimanyu looked at Rara sharply. Unexpectedly, he threw away his face. "I don't want to eat before you call him real."

"Yaudah, don't you." Rara took her food again, changed herself to take a spoon. "It's me who eats well, sir. Excuse um. Aaaa."

Abhimanyu. But Abhimanyu said nothing more and only saw Rara eating in front of him.

It's still hard for Abhimanyu to remember who this woman was in his life. Strangely enough, Abhimanyu increasingly felt the bond of their interactions during this time.

It was as if he was indeed the figure that Abhimanyu had hoped to have in his life.

"Why do you think of my geliatin, hm? You want to too. Prestigious anyway. I'm bribing here."

Abhimanyu approached but not to take a bribe. He dropped his forehead on Rara's shoulder, breathing in the woman's sweet scent.

"Why?" Rara's voice changed. There was a familiarity that was difficult to explain when his hand rubbed Abhimanyu's back. "Your head hurts again?" ask him, as smooth and comfortable as Abhimanyu dreamed.

Abhimanyu opened his palm and Rara naturally clasped the hand. Though Abhimanyu's hand was much larger, but that small, cold hand seemed to wrap all the loneliness in his heart.

Abhimanyu closed his eyes. Enjoying Rara's gentle strokes on her back were like telling Abhimanyu to keep leaning. It was as if he said he would accept Abhimanyu's entire weakness, no matter what, so just keep leaning on him.

In that instant Abhimanyu finally realized what feeling kept gnawing at him.

"Rome."

"Hm?"

"If the world is a puzzle, I'm just a piece that doesn't fit anywhere." Abhimanyu still felt pain in his injured hand, but Abhimanyu forced the hand to move so that he could hug Rara with both hands.

"I've never felt that if God had a mistake, it means that God's fault is that I have the world." Abhimanyu spewed out things he never even told Olivia. "I was always wrong. Always making the wrong decision. Always on the wrong path."

Rara riveted. "Abimanyu—"

But the man shook his head, asking him to shut up for a moment and listen to his honesty.

"I'm just a dirty trash that doesn't pantes there until it feels like there's no place in the world for me. There's nothing at all."

"...."

When Juwita surrendered to him, Abhimanyu surrendered to himself. Abhimanyu hated himself.

"There's no house for dirty garbage like me."

Rara's palm swept across Abhimanyu's cheek and did not mind at the slightest trace of wet tears. Rara put her lips on Abhimanyu's temple, smiling gently with her eyes closed.

"Abimanyu," he whispered. "You can forget anything in this world including my name. But just make this one, you should always inget."

"...."

"Even if everyone says you're trash, I'll always be where you go."

"...."

"I don't mind whatever your past is. Whatever makes you dirty, it's all the past."

"Maybe you are talking so sweetly because you don't know" replied Abhimanyu. "You don't know anything so—"

"Especially important?" Rara pushed the hug apart and gave a sweet smile. "When it's dirty, does it matter? Or maybe you're still willing to make the same mistake? You always hurt the people you love first, ignore them until you feel like there are no pantes in this world. Now you want to do the same? Do you have any intention to hurt me or make me disappointed until I mess with you?"

Abhimanyu. But his head naturally shook, bluntly.

"That's it, isn't it? If we have a problem with the past for too long, does anyone benefit?"

"...."

"I like you for who you are. Even though it's bada nyebelin too."

Rara pulled him down into her arms again.

"Now you're not a puzzle that doesn't fit anywhere anymore, right? Because I'm a suitable piece for your puzzle."

When Abhimanyu hugged her again, Rara gave a very wide grin even though her tears fell.

He is not sad. Not even a little. Because even though Abhimanyu now forgets the important things between them, he is still Abhimanyu who made Rara fall in love with him.

That's why Rara is happy.

*

"What am I doing?"

Rara who was about to close the door of the room immediately turned away. "Bust sleep," he replied as he slowly closed the door so that Abhimanyu inside would not disturb. "He said his head hurt. But his hand started moving."

"Hmm." Banyu handed the bag he seized from Kisa to Runa's hand. "He wants to poison you."

Runa.

"But yeah, you could say it wasn't because of him either. Kisa or whoever she is is just the one who had to come here. His family may be a victim."

Runa gulped. "Have you caught Kisa?"

"Make me look out now. But, Rara, I think this is still the beginning."

"What?" How can war and all this be called the beginning?

"Do you know the mirror?" Banyu pointed at the mirror that was right next to them, the decoration on the wall. "You go there that you see it yourself. Help you to stretch yourself. But if you break it, it can help you prick people's hearts."

Banyu took a deep breath.

"Sakura loved Abhimanyu until he was blind, until he was crazy, until he was willing to do what for Abhimanyu. Just like a mirror, if it breaks, things that were just helping, giving benefits to yourself, can suddenly turn into something that hurts you."

Sakura used to be willing to do anything for Abhimanyu. Hence now he might .. willingly do anything for the sake of revenge on Abhimanyu.

*