Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
69. The Best for Rara

"Rome." The knocking of the door for the umpteenth time was heard in the woman's room. "Rara, come out and eat, son. Mama cook your favorite shrimp."

If only Rara was only a young child of a dozen years who could be tempted by his favorite food would have been the woman had jumped, rushed down to eat with greed. But unfortunately Rara was not hungry. Or at least he did not feel hungry even though his stomach was empty.

The woman was just lying on the bed, looking at the empty space that Abhimanyu had always filled.

So this is what it feels like to be Sakura? Though Rara knows she still has Mama, still has Papa, still has people who love her, but the empty space that is usually filled by one person is enough to make Rara feel she is alone.

Lonely in this place.

"Rara, the door's open, son." Now Papa's voice is heard. "Rara, let's go down and eat. Papa Temenin, son, here."

Rara actually closed, displacing her tears that fell. Excuse me. Really, he apologizes to his worried parents but now Rara doesn't want to be okay.

He didn't want to be okay until Abhimanyu came home.

Tok to tok.

Again the knock on the door sounded.

"Rome."

But the voice made Rara turn away.

"Rara," called out a voice she believed belonged to Juwita. "Son, this is Auntie. Can you open it?"

Rara rushed down from her bed, pulled the door open and immediately threw a hug at Juwita. While Juwita who received the hug did not hesitate to reply.

"Not pa-pa" whispered Juwita subtly. "No pa-pa, son. It's sad not to pa-pa."

Both of Rara's parents just watched it in silence. All this time they thought they knew Rara very well. Very well know him. But when their daughter got locked up because of a man, somehow it felt foreign.

As if there was a side of Rara that they did not understand and could only be understood by Rara herself.

It felt like Rara was crying in Juwita's arms, before Juwita asked them to sit down together because there was something she wanted to say.

Rara's feelings are no longer good.

Especially when Juwita held out the map on the table.

"This is a divorce letter from Abhimanyu."

Rara shook her head as she tried to continue to hold back her screams. "No," he murmured as slowly as possible. "No want. I don't want to."

"...."

"I don't want to, Auntie! I don't want to!"

Juwita was silent even though clearly her lips shook violently. The woman looked at the two old men Rara and smiled weakly at them.

"He's my special son" Juwita said. "From the beginning I tried to be the wife of his father, he was always there to help me. It's not wrong for people to say he's my favorite son."

"Aante!"

"Maybe I can't be a good parent to my stepdaughter. Maybe I'm not enough to make Abhimanyu a good man in everyone's eyes."

Juwita reached out to Rara, squeezing her fingers that were as cold as Juwita.

Abhimanyu always tries. But he's just always made a failure by the universe. Maybe so that he in the future becomes more mature and understand about how important it is to keep yourself from mistakes.

But again, Abhimanyu tried. He always tries. He always tries to succeed even if he always fails.

"Egois if I ask your favorite child the same Mother must fight with my son who is a mess. You as parents also will not be able to squirm your child tormented to always chase my child." Juwita looked at Rara. "Makanya Rara can back off. No need to spend time with Abhimanyu now."

Rara groaned in her cries, unable to even voice rejection.

Juwita stroked the woman's fragile back, trying to keep smiling even as she cried.

"Abi is too affectionate with you now, Rara," whispered Juwita. "Therefore he can't tell you why else."

*

"Oi, Bi, wake up cake!" olivia exclaimed at the man who is now even busy playing games while putting children to sleep on the chest of his field. "It's all your stuff, shucks! Why am I the one?!"

Abhimanyu only focused on his game.

"Well, the unemployment rate. Just a day's l'kismin." Olivia grumbles but eventually pulls all of Abhimanyu's suitcases into her house.

Yes, the future Abhimanyu will stay at Olivia's residence. It was not because Abhimanyu was too poor that he had to rely on Olivia. Eighty percent of Olivia's wealth was all from Abhimanyu so you could say all this is also a facility owned by Abhimanyu.

But Abhimanyu had to make himself look poor to the point of needing to live in a rich woman in order for a man like Dian to walk away from his life. Because in the future Abhimanyu does not have time to serve people like them and must focus on rebuilding his success.

"By the way, his assistant Aunt Juwita stopped by to say this." Olivia poured the contents of the plastic bag in her hand and the scattering of divorce papers instantly fell down near the sofa. "Rara doesn't want to sign."

Abhimanyu immediately stopped playing the game. The man put down his phone, slowly sat down while holding Abirama still sleeping on his chest while Abhimanyu looked at the torn divorce papers.

He thought it wasn't easy. Rara is stubborn. He will definitely say he is ready with all the risks and willing to face them together.

But Abhimanyu did not want to. It might take years for Abhimanyu to recover himself and would Rara have to wait years just for the sake of trash like him?

That's not very worthy. The woman deserves something better.

"Not a problem." Abhimanyu replied after a long silence. "If she knew I lived with you, she would have sent her own divorce papers."

This is also another reason why Abhimanyu chose to stay with Olivia now.

"Hmmm, I don't know." Olivia shrugged her shoulders. "Assistant nyokap lo say if Rara moved to your nyokap house."

"What?"

"Said he asked Aunt Juwita to let him stay there until you want to see him. And Aunt Juwita agrees."

Abhimanyu sighed. Juwita should not have accepted the request. But if he wants to do that, it's up to Juwita.

"Abimanyu." Olivia suddenly looked at him very seriously. "Lo seriously want this? You do not want to choose other options such as Rara barin tetep same lo?"

"Gue is like poison to Rara, while Rara is like my medicine." Abhimanyu smiled grimly. "Lo told me to let him do me while he's constantly going to get poisoned because of me?"

"But—"

"The dear ones must lo evidences over the distance, Olivia. You need to leave people who are hurt because of your behavior. I'm doing my best. This is the best for her."

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