Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
77. Silence For A While

When Rara opened her eyes, she could already feel Abhimanyu's tight embrace. Rara's face clung tightly to Abhimanyu's field chest, clearly feeling her heart beating. It signified that Abhimanyu had been awake at least since a while ago.

Rara is back. He naturally tried to absorb second by second the heart rhythm of Abhimanyu that you had not listened to for a very long time. After four more years, this is their first closeness again and Rara is afraid if this ends.

He was afraid that Abhimanyu would tell him to go home and pretend that there was nothing between them anymore.

Rara was not satisfied. He still misses Abhimanyu. He won't obey her anymore, separated for years. Although Rara knew Abhimanyu did not want to part, but still Rara did not want to.

Maybe he's right. Rara's selfish. Just thinking about his own feelings. But Rara can what if she also wants to be selfish?

"Are you awake?" Abhimanyu's weak voice suddenly sounded.

Rara immediately tightened her eyes, not wanting to get up or answer.

But Abhimanyu turned out to rise until automatically Rara who stuck to his body also had to sit. Still stubborn, Rara hugged Abhimanyu's back, still drowning the face in his chest and refusing to wake up.

When Rara thought Abhimanyu wanted to tell her to leave, the man smiled faintly, rubbing Rara's head.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Emang," answered Rara hoarsely. "You told me to go home, didn't you? I don't want to. I want to be here."

"You're going on vacation with your team again, Ranaya."

"They'll understand." Rara hugged him tightly. Anyway he won't let go of this hug. "There's Nayla's mother too."

"...."

"You want to upset me, don't you?" Rara bit her lip, trying not to cry even though she failed. "You want to tell me to go, right? Not gonna. I'm not being. I have rights as your wife."

"...."

Rara sobbing. "Don't tell me to go home."

"...."

"I don't want to go home. I want to be here."

Abhimanyu knowingly wrapped his arms around Rara's back, gently rubbing her nape.

"You can be here" whispered Abhimanyu. "I just want to take the same medicine take food. You wait here, dad?"

Rara finally let go of the embrace, letting Abhimanyu move on. Only then did Rara realize that the bandage had adorned Abhimanyu's head and she looked staggering as she walked.

Shortly after he left, Abhimanyu returned with Abirama and Olivia. The waiter also brought food.

"here." Abhimanyu sat on the edge of the bed, hinting Abirama to come. He picked up the boy and directed him to turn to Rara. "This is Papa's wife, her name is Rara. You call him Aunt Rara."

"Aunt Lala?"

Rara smiled a little. "Yes, Aunt Lala."

Is it okay if her tongue can't mention Rara? And Rara also does not want to be called Mama by Abirama. Not because she's Abhimanyu's son with another woman, but because Dian is still Abirama's mother wants the woman to be just a mantre woman though.

"What kind of hand?" Olivia made a sound.

Rara raised her flexed arm. As Abhimanyu said, Rara's arm was injured quite badly until her bones were sore.

"Sori," muttered Olivia. "Gue release."

"Not pa-pa." Rara also realized that she had done something wrong. Especially about them fighting as good as that in front of Abirama who incidentally only four-year-old children. It was natural that Olivia was angry.

"Gue's already calling Aunt Juwita," jata Olivia again. "Say he who will win the team back if you want to be here first. But if I think, mending lo back first mulangin lo own team. How are they responsible."

"Jude." Abhimanyu broke Rara's silence. "I anterin you to Juwita."

The man looked at his son.

"You want to see Grandma, right?"

Abirama tilted her face. "grandmother?"

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"Papa, Grandma capa?"

"Papa's mother is your grandmother." Abhimanyu answered his son with eyes focused on the streets. Abirama sat on her lap, holding the steering wheel like her papa. "Papa's Dad's Grandpa."

"Stop talking about family genealogy. Just run your car fast" Rose ordered from the back seat, looking very upset.

Rara in the front seat turned to him, only to find out that Rose had a very, very, very weak body that could be called a disability. Although no part of his body is completely lost or damaged, but he can faint if too long in the vehicle.

Somehow Rara became relieved, because it was impossible for a woman like Rose to be able to accompany Abhimanyu. If he went up to Abhimanyu's bed, he would have died before Abhimanyu did anything.

"You were supposed to say, Princess." Banyu was now loyal next to him, becoming a slave. "If I had known, I'd have brought a helicopter with me."

"Without saying, you should have understood." Rose replied to ketus. It was as if he indeed regarded Banyu as a lackey. But miraculously, Banyu enjoyed the role of a lackey. "Abimanyu, just wait for Uncle. How dare you think of a family vacation while on duty looking after me!"

"Who is he really?" rara asked Abhimanyu, in Indonesian, so that Rose would not understand. "He hired you to take care of him, did he?"

".... Not." Abhimanyu glanced back for a moment. "He ...."

Banyu helped memasanv ears, because Banyu's information network could not find any information about this woman.

".... Anyway important people. It's too important to call who."

Banyu snorted bitterly. While Rara chose not to force because if it was that important, Abhimanyu would definitely get in trouble if he spoke.

Along the way that was honestly not that long, Rose was short of breath. Banyu even immediately panickedly carried her down from the car, hurriedly brought her in and almost called the best doctor of the city if Abhimanyu did not prevent it.

"Sleeping for a while is good again."

"Lo the devil!" cerca Banyu wrath. "Can you tell me to eat an angel asphyxiated?! Call a doctor for my future wife!"

Abhimanyu looked at his sister pity. More precisely pity on how he was fooled by his own delusion.

"Banyu turns out to be a moron too" Olivia chirped next to Rara. "Basic guy. I can't afford to squirm that cute."

"So she's not a little cute anymore." Rara smiled wryly. "Western words, ninety percent of the world's beauties are loved to her all."

Olivia snorted, but not because she denied it but had no choice of words to do it.

That's as pretty as Rose.

"But you're not jealous of him anymore? I think you're ordinary."

Rara smiled. "Beautiful is beautiful, but if held broken yes useless as well. As if for Abhimanyu."

Olivia laughs. "Yes, anyway."

Although there is actually something in them that is restless, Olivia and Rara decide not to talk at least now.

For now only.

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