Married Three Breeding Widow
90. Always Failing
Ajeng grumpily saw the photos given his new partner did not help.
It took more material to make the news of the scandalous relationship of her stepmother and stepson, but Juwita and Abhimanyu's interactions have not been caught on camera so far, except for a fair bit of small interaction.
"Lagian you said you like it's his son, right?" ask the Ajeng partner. "Rather than waiting, mending is framed."
"Gue again can't move much. Adji is everywhere. The banking is also no joke."
"That's easy." Patner Ajeng grinned. "Living is a scandal, right? Why take photos. It's not an era."
Ajeng frowned, but soon heard to hear what his plan was.
Slowly Ajeng's smile came to hear him.
Hmmm, good too. After all, his goal was to divide the family and make Juwita his target.
...*...
Abhimanyu did not remember ever falling down for long. There was always Mama who encouraged him, and Juwita yesterday upset him until Abhimanyu so did not have time to fall.
But now Abhimanyu felt alone. There was no way he would tell Juwita about his baldness, and Banyu would not understand even Abhimanyu's story.
Don't want Abhimanyu like this, I swear. Not want to have a crush on Papa's wife either. If only he could, Abhimanyu would kill his already brash self.
"Oi, Bi, you want to come along?"
"No."
Abhimanyu's shoulders are embraced. "Come on. We are still a little bit napa. Here, come with me. I'm sure how to stress."
Abhimanyu was too lazy to refuse, so just silence when dragged following his friends—although Abhimanyu rarely hangs out with them.
Turns out they took him to the barn, where there were already bottles of cheap liquor, plates containing piles of cigarettes and things that high schoolers shouldn't have.
"Come on, bro. Ngapain lo galauin volleys mulu. Here, you're a good cobain."
Abhimanyu. Silence and silence, including when he was told to drink.
Abhimanyu's mind was too tired to resist. In volley he failed, protecting Juwita he failed, move on from Juwita he failed.
He himself is just rubbish.
...*...
"Come to Mama."
Banyu came, with a super pissed face. "Lo can not really call people do not need to be creative?"
Juwita instead lifted a thumb and posed, "Creativity is a proof of genius, Lanangku."
Because he wants to help, Juwita let. Seeing Banyu one by one picking up Cetta's scattered toys, then put them into a corner to make it neater.
"Udah, right? It's so sweet to be a person."
Juwita ruffled waist. "Who called you to help settle who?"
The boy was shocked. "Continue?"
Well, that's why if called, yes ask for needs. Immediately pretentious take over the job.
But if it can be continued, because Juwita so not tired of taking care of toys that are not his.
"I want Nanya Abi why did the ballom come home? Phone's here."
"Entar is also home."
"My boy, if you want to pinter, lots of nanya." Juwita put her hand up. "Here is your HP. Phone Abi first."
Banyu snorted, but still called Abhimanyu before handing him over to Juwita.
The first call was not raised.
The second call was not raised either.
The fifth call, Juwita began to horn.
"Kubant yah you if you do not lift!" Juwita yells at the cell phone. "You want to go home late first you can! Abhimanyu!"
"Lo thought shouting the same HP make Brother Denger?"
Juwita. Keep trying to call even twenty times.
"Udahlah. My brother isn't a Cetta boy either."
"I'm not a kid getting hit twice!" Juwita rushed out. This time, his face started to worry. "Yahoo! Mas, Abhimanyu didn't pick up the phone!"
Adji turned his head from the television that was watched with Papa and Dad. "Maybe more practice."
"Please can't do that. It's as if he should come home late."
Mama who just came down from the second floor also said, "Yes, Dji. Your son why come home late. There's nothing outside."
There are people who take care of Abhimanyu according to Adji's orders, but his name is parents, worried that it is nature.
So Adji immediately contacted the bodyguard standing guard in front of the Abhimanyu school to ascertain where the boy was.
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