My Beloved Perjaka
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I already paid him the amount that would probably make Abhimanyu think later. But it's not about how much money I've spent on Rudolf's family. Papa and Mama were once in worse condition than Rudolf and it felt as a child who could not do much about their condition it was painful, it was painful, there is something stuck in the mind that will continue to be a shadow in the future.

"Again thanks Aunty for helping my family." Abhimanyu smiled, very sweet. I unconsciously ruffled her hair from behind. He laughed, "What the hell." he scolded while covering his head with a hooded jacket.

"Yes alike. I was there with your mama, but I couldn't go. Got to get to the clinic."

Abhimanyu so stopped his steps then looked at me while stepping back.

"Aunty works at the clinic?" he asked, looking at my work uniform.

"Beauty clinic, would you like to stop by? Itung-itung ngecengin aunty while treatment get rid of your teen's acne?" selorohku while holding out my beauty clinic business card from the bag.

"Come if you want, there is a discount for young people who are in disarray papaanya." I smile. "I'm serious, and don't be ashamed."

I blinked one eye. Abhimanyu was devastated for a moment. He grabbed the business card and read it while leaning against the support pole.

"Ellisa Skin and Aesthetic Clinic" she says.

"Yes, I'm the owner."

Just as I thought, Abhimanyu returned the business card to me again.

"Gue has taken a lot of Auntie from yesterday. So thanks for the offer, Auntie. Tomorrow mama change money Aunty if pensions papa already liquid, usually the date ten because it's from papa's office in Germany." explained Abhimanyu with a bad voice right.

I'm nodding. "Don't think about the weight, say it to your mother I'm cool how her son, Aunt already know what household affairs weighing. So, just relax. I'm not a loan shark." I pat Abhimanyu's shoulder while grimacing.

"Thank you for the hat yesterday, but what exactly was it for, Bi?" manya curious.

Abhimanyu returned to his feet. Lips were clapping, just after that he looked at me with an excited look.

"Just a sign of thanks, what's wrong?"

"I'm also grateful for that." I said, I pulled the car keys from the back pocket of the sponge skirt I used. It turns out that this teenager is headed for the parking lot. Did he drive me? Anything, he thought I was senile what arrived among all.

"There was papa's blood on Aunt's car, I cleaned it first." Abhimanyu said sincerely. All my ideas were immediately gone, it turns out that this teenager remembered something left behind. Huh, misunderstand.

"No, Abi. I will take it to the car wash for a long time not spoiled car washer." I said because honestly there was a meeting with a third party at the clinic and all were waiting for me to come. After all, my divorce trial has become the lips of all my employees. I have to announce my widow's status with their heartbreak celebration.

"As for Auntie, I just want to clean up now!" Abhimanyu looked at me straight.

Stubborn yes, nyolot yes, he wants to be alone. I really want to be a teenager again.

I opened all the car doors so that the smell of a little rancid was quickly gone.

"Aunty has wet wipes?" abhimanyu asked as he bowed to look for the thing.

"Have!" I screamed a little, "In the dashboard, just find it there." tell me. I picked up the phone to reply to a message from Alexa Liu to rearrange the schedule of the meeting with the third party of my beauty clinic, the head of the laboratory that mixes cosmetics and special skin care Ellisa Skin and Aesthetic Clinic.

"Aante!" shouted Abhimanyu.

"What the heck, aunt-ante mulu." I scolded as I approached, pushed wider the door of my car and found the dashboard open with the contents that made Abhimanyu scream. His eyes were wide as if he had found a mouse child inside.

"Don't tell me you're screaming at the safety and red wine, Bi." I said gurgling, teen, ah, I'm sorry. "Aunty is married, and just divorced yesterday. So don't think strangely." I said with a bit of urgency.

"The hunt in puriin!" He looked at me with a perusing look. I took a deep breath as I grabbed the safety of the various flavors and threw them into the trash can that was right in front of my car.

While I waited for Abhimanyu to clean his papal blood, I sat leaning on the hood of the car.

"So Aunt yesterday was not cool because of the divorce?" abhimanyu asked after removing the tissue and washing his hands.

I grabbed a mini perfume and asked him to squirt into the car.

"Don't want to know the adult business, Abi. Your business is just a real lecture right now, help your mama." I reminded while I was straddling.

"The new part has also met several times already concluded I'm a centil, basic researcher!" I'm open, funny yeah, he said I was a centile.

Abhimanyu sat on the hood of the car. Sit in. His legs he crossed, his style was like he was thinking.

"Why?" I asked, "don't think I'm why, do you?"

Abhimanyu turned to me, his gaze as if he was thinking and researching.

"Just drunk yesterday because of a divorce?"

Oh, my God, discussed again. Uploaded again. I took a breath and nodded.

"Don't, go to your mama. The fruits are brought. I want Abi's job, the widow, the cost of living is on her own." I chuckled while letting the sunlight warm my weeping tired face.

"Isn't it when divorce is again a parent's responsibility?"

My chest immediately throbbed in pain, that white cotton-like question saying felt like squeezing the firmness of my heart right now. I looked at Abhimanyu with a sorry look.

I wanted to tell you the truth, but never got to the details. These teenagers think again about how lonely I am so that I often disturb him.

"Unfortunately, I am an orphan. So now I'm in charge of myself, Ian."

"Ian." Abhimanyu muttered his middle name ‘Julian’ then smiled sadly and I could not predict him stroking my back as if he knew very well how painful it was to lose.

"I'm so sorry for you, Auntie."

I nodded and then nodded. "I got through it well yesterday, you and your mom should be right now. Gotta be prepared for the possibilities we can't predict as ordinary humans."

"His name is Mama Fanni, my stepmother. My biological mother Rosalina, died when I was a child." explained Abhimanyu when standing with a sad face.

I smiled at the reports of Abhimanyu. I also stood up. A little bit of what I felt turned out to have been enjoyed long before I felt the pain.

"The strong be a guy, but if you want to confide in say aja, aunty ready to be a listener but not now." I closed all the doors of my car as I got into the driver's seat.

"Take it, beware that you are not eating." I threatened while holding out a fruit basket. "Bye, Abi. I pray for your father to heal quickly."

"You are also aunty, but you are recovering from a broken heart" Abhimanyu said as he closed the car door.

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