
"What are you really doing?"
Rara was confused to ask or not since then and finally could only ask after a long time he held back. How not? Early in the morning that woke him up was not the sound of alarm but rather the relentless squeeze on his chest.
The owner of the perverted hand even slept soundly while resting his forehead on Rara's shoulder.
"Bi? No other activities are you doing early in the morning? What do you think I have? A toy?"
"Hm." Abhimanyu. "Squishy" he said more specifically.
"I don't understand I hold so good what's wrong." Rara lowered her head, seeing Abhimanyu's hand even more excited.
After being repeatedly flipped back and forth by Abhimanyu, Rara became a little more accustomed and not too sensitive anymore, especially if it was just a chest squeeze like this. Instead of taking care of that, Rara was busy looking at Abhimanyu's hand that had been injured.
"Your hands aren't sick?"
"Still."
"How come still why is it even being raided?"
"So this is more important." Abhimanyu whispered, "Let's get big."
Rara glares. Spontaneously hit the back of her husband's hand and forced it off. "Basic dirty brains!" point it out before you go into the bathroom.
Abhimanyu who saw that even laughed a little. Abhimanyu's intention was to be lazy because he was still dizzy, but Abhimanyu followed Rara so you all asked for rations.
"Bi."
"Hm?" After being given rations in the bathroom, Abhimanyu was still busy breastfeeding like a baby.
"For example, you are given a billion but not given rations or rations but do not have money, you choose what?"
"Right."
Rara sneers. "What's that?"
"Yes, a billion dollars is easy to find."
"Billion of you say easy?!"
Abhimanyu tilted his face. "Billion dollars Boba doang monthly."
Rara chokes. "Are you spending a billion dollars?!"
"Monthly money isn't a snack, it's a snack." Abhimanyu flicked Rara's forehead. "Papa Sama Juwita already from now nyiapin money for each of his children. Papa has a business for each of his children from Juwita. The results will go into their savings. What I want last for Boba, Juwita buy more gold. Make Lila look like more."
Rara suddenly nyesek. "In other words are you richer than me? Haha, I don't think there will be a Aunt Juwita's child who is a burden on the family."
The man just snorted, back busy breastfeeding.
"How about a trillion dollars, Bi? You mending rations or money?"
"Money." Nominal increases yes answers change, dong.
"Cock money? That's ration."
"When there is a trillion dollars, I can marry a thousand women so that the rations are different."
Ends make rations too. This fucking pervert guy!
Rara cupped Abhimanyu's cheek and pinched it as she pleased.
"Bi."
"What?"
"Don't bosen love me, dad."
Abhimanyu immediately smiled. "You call me Mas."
"Don't want to." Rara threw away her face.
"Why the hell? Is it hard to call your husband?" abhimanyu protested. "Do you want to call me brother?"
"Your name is Abhimanyu, not Mas or Brother."
Abhimanyu pinched both of Rara's cheeks until flushed. Different from Abhimanyu who was silent, Rara immediately screamed.
"Then if asked to do so."
Abhimanyu is shocked when Rara turns out to be crying for real. The woman continued to rub her cheeks as tears fell.
"That's really you." Abhimanyu sneered, but hurriedly hugged the woman's body, kissing her sweet reddened cheeks. "Sorry, dad. I'm mistaken. Sorry."
Actually Abhimanyu did not feel guilty but he knew that apologizing Rara's feelings would be better. Moreover, Abhimanyu had experience with Juwita who was very bad when with his family.
"illness?" asked Abhimanyu pretending to be worried. "Ck, how naughty this is my hand. His wife's time spent giving rations even made cry. I don't know myself."
"You!" Rara said something but inevitably smiled. "Udah ah's. Mama's getting angry again if we're late."
Rara got out of the bathtub, pulling Abhimanyu's hand to go with her. They help each other dry their hair before getting fully dressed and getting off.
The actual clock still shows the time of morning and there is still time before breakfast time, but it turns out Mama has cooked.
"Tomorrow I'll cook, Ma."
"Udah, let Mama." Mama immediately took Rara pieces of fruit that seemed to have been prepared from earlier. "Now, you eat. You're like a mess, son. How much do you lose, hm?"
"Ma, please."
"There are no plas-plis plas-plis. I don't want you to be sick."
Rara sighed. But in the end he accepted it, went to sit next to Abhimanyu. Before feeding into her own mouth, Rara feeds Abhimanyu first.
"Rara, your father-in-law came here yesterday." Papa opens the conversation. "Say you give capital for investment?"
"Yes, Pa. This is also another preparation for opening the same beauty brand Aunt Juwita. But I'm part of the capital anyway. The CEO might be Cetta."
Rara tells all the forms of business she is trying to do with her family Abhimanyu. Although Rara did not tell me that all the efforts he had asked for the results given to both of them.
Now Rara has Abhimanyu who has an obligation to give her a living so Rara will only run this business purely for her parents. Maybe one day Rara will do it for herself, but from the beginning Rara said, right?
He did not want to make himself happy before his parents.
Although the universe actually made Rara happy before she made her parents happy, but Rara's goal will not change.
Amidst this warm conversation of the family, Rara's phone suddenly rang.
"Anita's mother." Rara tells Mama and Papa at once Abhimanyu. "I'll lift you up first."
Then Rara moved on, receiving the call.
"Hello, Ma'am?"
"Where are you now?"
"At home, Ma'am, what's up?" ask Rara to the point. "It's about not even me first, Ma'am. My husband just had an accident."
"So you can say this isn't your job?"
"I mean Ma'am?"
"Open IG."
Anita just said that and then turned off the call. Rara is confused but Anita is not a woman who haphazardly calls just for a prank on someone. Soon Rara opened an application that he had very rarely opened since Abhimanyu returned.
In an instant Rara's puzzled expression was swallowed up completely by the tension. The face was instantly deathly pale.
I don't know where it came from but Rara's social media is flooded with netizens and all that because of a news story.
Sakura's Ex-Husband Turns Out to Have A Child From Another Girl.
Photos of Dian, her son, and photos of Abhimanyu were prominently installed there.
Then the news below: After Successfully Becoming a Second Wife Through the Pelakor Line, Ranaya Syiham Is Also Stabbed by Pelakor?
Rara felt her heart being squeezed rough. But if something scares him the most, it's when he turns and Mama turns to be glued to his phone.
Argh, fucking Sakura.
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