Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
63. The Life Path of Rara's Choice

"This what?" Mama immediately threw the phone on the table for Abhimanyu to see. "Say that this is gossip, Abhimanyu."

Abhimanyu looked very surprised to see all that. During this time Abhimanyu surprised Sakura with various news that she spread intentionally on social media, but now the exact same attack comes to her.

"Ma." Rara hurriedly mediated. "That's a lie. Just gossip. My husband enggak—"

"Ranaya." Abhimanyu held onto Rara's arm, then shook his head for her to stop.

Although he was silent for a moment, Abhimanyu also looked at his in-laws with a firm look.

"That's a fact." Abhimanyu knows that he and Rara can compactly lie. They can create a reason that is quite reasonable accepted so that his in-laws do not misunderstand even if later other news emerged.

But ... lies always create new lies.

Abhimanyu felt he had to end this.

"Go." Mama clenched her hands tightly. "Go from my house!" then shouted.

"Ma!" Rara cried when she saw Mama look very hurt. He knew it was hard to accept but Rara was fine. "I know about his son! I nemenin Abi picked him up yesterday! I'm not pa-pa!"

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Mom breaks the table. "YOU THINK YOUR MOM MADE YOU HAVE A HUSBAND KAYAK GINI?!"

"Ma—"

"YOUR DIVORCE! MAMA DOESN'T WANT TO HAVE A CHEATER'S DAUGHTER-IN-LAW LIKE HER!"

"MAMA!" Rara's screams boomed all over the place, leaving Mama and Papa shocked at her.

Their beloved daughter, the only child they had cared for since childhood had just raised a very high voice in front of her parents.

"Can Mama stop living my life?! Couldn't Mama stop wriggling me like a kid?!"

Papa rising. "Rara, don't worry Mama you—"

"But everyone wants Mama to set it up! Everything should be in your opinion! I also have a right to my life, Pa! I know who my husband is more than you all know about him! I know him but you guys want to judge him bad!"

"Ranaya." Abhimanyu stood up, pulling a little hard on Rara's arm. "You're talking to the old man again. Don't yell."

"But Mama—"

"I was wrong. Mom and Dad you're real." Abhimanyu turned to his father-in-law and calmly said, "I will come again if Om the same Aunt is ready for explanation. Make me say it now."

Abhimanyu rubbed Rara's head at a glance, asking her to be fine here as she had to leave.

"Don't snap at your parents just for fear of divorce." Abhimanyu momentarily advised him. "I'm actually going to divorce women who dare to snap at parents even you feel you really."

After saying that Abhimanyu came out. At least for a little while he gave them time to think.

While Rara who was left behind went to clench her hands firmly. There were emotions that clumped in Rara's chest but tried hard for her to control, because slowly she also realized she had raised the wrong voice.

"Sorry, Ma, Pa." Rara sat back down, staring at them with a face drenched in tears. "Please beat me for a minute."

"Rara—"

Papa stopped Mama who was about to speak, gesturing her to sit down.

Rara nodded. Adjusting his breath carefully, rubbing his face that felt sticky due to crying.

"I just want to get you money."

"What does it have to do with money with Abhimanyu?!" sela Mama is still emotional, but once again stopped by Papa.

"Dengard, Mom. Horror your son talking."

Rara squeezed her hands against each other, bracing herself to be straightforward. But feeling agitated, Rara moved, saying she had to pick something up first.

While walking, Rara continued to calm down and think about what sentences she should say. Then Rara came down with the map that she kept well.

"So Papa knows I'm not as famous as Sakura." Rara finally felt quite calm. "I'm desperate. I want to have something I can give Papa with Mama. I don't want to be just a favorite kid. Want to see when Mama and Papa work for me? Old sampe? You guys can't but have to work for me? Because I'm the only child?"

"I don't want that. That's why I accepted Abhimanyu's offer."

Papa's memicing. "Offer?"

"So the affair was pretending." Rara clenched her hands. "He gave me a case let me be famous, so cheating, but he manipulated the news so the effect was not me wrong. Because he wants to split up with Sakura."

"So all the stories he told about his mother were lies?"

"No. That's original. If Papa does not believe it, Papa immediately asked Om Adji there Aunt Juwita. That's why Abhimanyu wants a divorce. But he used to not be able to immediately divorce because he did not want to until Aunt Juwita was said not to be a big boy. The fact is that Om Adji's family often talks about Aunt Juwita and her children Om Adji never likes their talk there."

Rara sighed. "At first it was just an affair. Just a case until Abhimanyu divorced." The woman looked at her parents. "But Mama suddenly asked me to marry you."

"That's because—"

"It's strange that there are children who do not want to be happy before they can see their parents happy?"

Mama stunned.

"I don't want to marry Mahen, Ma. Not because he is lacking but I feel. I'm happy with other people and I don't do anything for you."

"What difference does Abhimanyu make, Rara?" papa Timpal. "You mean you've been pretending?"

Rara pushed the map in her hand. Let Papa see the marriage contract between himself and Abhimanyu.

"You're saying pretend, maybe you're pretending. I'm with Abhimanyu previously agreed so cheating so I feel there's no harm in us marrying on the deal. In exchange for being his wife, he promised to help me succeed. Papa is horrified, right? I now have assets, again the process of building my own brand, and have income even though I rarely content anymore."

Both of his parents looked so shocked that they were speechless.

"Same Papa always squirms I'm like a baby." Rara is grim. "I know it's because you guys love it so much. There's probably a lot out there hoping to be me."

"...."

"But I have my own way of life. I know where I find my own happiness. And even if I'm wrong, if I ever mess up, can't you, Pa, Ma? If one day you no longer have me, and your perfect husband version also does not exist, who lives this spoiled child if not my own experience?"

"...."

"So plis justin I made my own life choice."

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