My Beloved Perjaka
Aunt hypocrites

I smiled amusedly at the behavior of Abhimanyu who helped keep his laptop away from me.

"Enough, Auntie just don't get close!" abhimanyu said as he glared at me moreover he also lowered a plate of apples to serve as a barrier to our bodies. "Just stay there, sit down, rest!"

Abhimanyu's eyes were fixed all over me before moving onto his laptop screen.

"Why?" I pretended to smile. I grabbed a sofa cushion to cover my open thighs. Because, among the comfort of the negligee I prefer to wear satin shorts or lace ones. It adds a sexy impression.

"Aren't you comfortable?" I immediately nodded, funny question. Stupid as well as you Bella, indeed all this who is wrong? That teenager came to you, not you Bella. Why do you think you want to make it comfortable. Ckckck, I do want him to be comfortable with me without scaring him off of my habits. People say widows are more seductive. Unfortunately Abhimanyu nodded his head, then glanced at me and exhaled.

"It's not uncomfortable, it's just that Aunt is too brave" he said carefully.

I smiled in response to Abhimanyu's words until unconsciously my hands reflexively ruffled her hair again. Abhimanyu snorted, his thin lips slightly manyuning.

"Sorry deh, please understand yes, this is an old habit that I can not avoid if it's bubbling." I explained while stabbing a red apple with a fork and then chewing it slowly, let Abhimanyu finish typing it on the laptop before his gaze turned back to me.

"You don't mind playing with widows, do you? Uh but really mind, Abi? I want to know your personal opinion about this friendship because it feels like yesterday we're just talking about something that looks on the surface."

Abhimanyu grabbed the sofa cushion and grabbed it. The atmosphere became quiet while Aunt Marni again put warm tea for the two of us at the table. And pull the old apple plates and coffee cups onto the tray.

"Want to eat again?" my many. "Or want to make instant noodles for nemenin you do ngerjain task?"

"Grandmother, thank you." Abhimanyu smiled shyly, "i'm still full."

"Bikinin toast, Bi." I concluded.

Aunt Marni went straight to the kitchen. While I waited for Abhimanyu's answer about this friendship patiently his phone rang.

"Before, Tant." she quickly put her phone near her ear.

"What's up, Ta?" abhimanyu asked, for a moment he glanced at me and then on a whim he covered my face with a sofa pillow. I pursed my lips while removing the pillow from my face. Though I just want to nguping even though my style when nguping like want to kiss it. Instead Abhimanyu held my upper arm with his right hand, as if trying to make a safe distance so that I did not hear the chatter of the two of them.

"I can't pick you up, Ta. Sorry, I have a college assignment. At the temen house..."

I closed my mouth as my laughter came out. He said, I will actually recite all my prayers later. When I pray and curse, may papi Narendra regret divorcing me and want to reciprocate with me again. I'm really not going to pray that kind of thing anymore. I think, it's good now that I started praying that Abhimanyu fall in love with me and assume my status doesn't matter. That's better than making a prayer that threatens myself from Narendra's presence again. I guess I can't. He got too far I reached, not only his social status but also his nature.

I tried to stand up to wake Abhimanyu from the crisp chat with his girlfriend around the early days of college. I heard at a glance they are different campuses and different majors.

Abhimanyu hung up the speaker of his phone.

"Where is aunt going?" abhimanyu asked with his head high. "I'm ignoring you."

"Look out, Abi. I'm going to the bathroom, wanna come?" Abhimanyu rolled his eyes, lazy. "Start again!"

"Just doang kok, before Abi kangen Auntie has come here again. You enjoy your time with Ta-ta, what's his name?" many finally.

"Brigitta." Abhimanyu smiled after saying that.

"Okay, greetings to Brigitta." I blinked one nosy eye, then stayed away from Abhimanyu by going into my room.

I threw myself down on the edge of the bed, closed my eyes for a moment, I felt trapped in some anxiety. Between willing and unwilling to ensnare Abhimanyu, let alone hurt Brigitta. Teenage girls who may be Abhimanyu's first love. I really can't take away that girl's happiness. But, once again, I have not accepted with the ridicule of Narendra and his family—I will accept indeed if I am fully disabled and full of reproach. I can accept it, but they're showing the fatal mistake of marrying Deborah so soon. It made me believe that the relationship I thought was wonderful turned out to be a bad memory.

I sighed to hold back the tears that were already jostling wanting to come out. I picked up their wedding invitations from the trash without Alexa Liu's knowledge. Because of what, I am also an ordinary human being. The revenge is still burning. I want to go to their wedding and show all those bastards if I'm happy. I am happy to part with Narendra and dare to come to their marriage with a partner.

Of course there are tears, of course there are sorrows. But I believe all this will pass and I'm back to being okay. Whole and happy.

I rubbed my face in the sink to remove traces of tears before changing my clothes. Perhaps using leggings is more convenient to interact with Abhimanyu.

I approached her, holding out the wedding invitation to Abhimanyu, who was ready to accept it.

"Yes. I brought Boba home from here" Abhimanyu said with a smile that looked fine. "Bye, Bye. I have a lot of work."

Abhimanyu put his phone on the table and turned his eyes to the invitation. His gaze then turned to me after a few minutes he judged for himself the intention of my heart telling him about the invitation.

"For the sake of the other body he's willing to hurt me, Abi. Narendra decided to split for reasons you may never believe." I paused with a deep breath, "I thought, I was blessed with beauty and a body that many other women coveted, but there was something wrong in me, Abi. Something that all men think I'm not perfect."

"What?" Abhimanyu received a plate of toast that his aunt Marni gave him while looking at me. We looked long in silence, but over time his cheeks looked translucent when he smiled. I grinned.

"I don't like guessing, Auntie."

I rolled my eyes while tying my hair. For a moment I thought about whether I should tell Abhimanyu about the cause of my divorce? What if he becomes ilfill and thinks I am really infertile. Oh My God's. I sipped my tea and took a piece of toast that Nutella smeared with.

"Aunty isn't a story?" ask Abhimanyu.

"In the medical world the term is infertility or infertile. If laymen call him barren, but actually, Abi..." I sucked the last bite into my mouth while sighing.

"It's not like I'm infertile, so in order to get rid of the accusation, Auntie wants to make an offer to Abhimanyu." I sighed, I think the time is right now. "But try Aunty's question Abi answered first."

"On age-different friendships?" sahut Abhimanyu. I'm nodding.

Abhimanyu closed his laptop and put the chocolate toast to a round glass table.

"I have no problem being friends with anyone, especially with people who have helped my family. Whatever the status, as long as it's not a criminal I like. Especially Auntie, despite the near-collision and debt problems of my family. Aunty is a good person." replied Abhimanyu calmly, "Continue offering what would Auntie say?"

I made sure there was no aunt Marni near here before I brought my body closer to Abhimanyu.

"Aunty's company came to the wedding and–and all your family's debts will be paid off if–if Abi wants, um-ehm, you've had a wet dream?"

Abhimanyu's eyes widened, I held his hand as he was about to retreat making a safe distance with me.

"Denger first, listen to Aunt talking and plis don't be afraid. Please, it's not like it's in your head, Abi." I said sentimental terms.

"Keep what Auntie, why bring all wet dreams. Not quite sure! Sure I am." he said nervously.

I grabbed his fingers with a little force grasping his hand. Abhimanyu lowered his head because he did not dare to look at me.

"Baby tube, Abhimanyu. You just have to donate something you have without penetrating naturally."

"meaning?" abhimanyu asked with a wavy voice. His forehead was frowning loudly.

For God's sake I want to slap my own cheek at this recklessness. Abhimanyu's hand turned cold, where he immediately put on a panicked face. Oh gosh. I gulped my saliva with great difficulty and tightened my grasp.

"I mean, um... I have to prove that I can get pregnant with Abhimanyu, I'm not barren and all your debts are paid off if our baby tube program works!"

"I mean I'm that dad?" he said in disbelief.

"Yes,"

Hurriedly, Abhimanyu immediately pulled his hand from my grasp with a maksa. He then forcefully stuffed his laptop into the bag, grumbling.

"Crazy aunt, Auntie didn't think about what if that meant my future! Hurry up, I want to go home. I'll tell mama to pay off Auntie's debt quickly!"

Abhimanyu stood up, with his jaw hardened he looked at me who was puffing at him expectantly.

"From the beginning Auntie was crazy!" the cerocos.

"Denger first, Abi. I'm not done talking." prevent me while trying to grab his hand, but Abhimanyu immediately raised it up high.

"Aunty should realize, from the beginning the om-om asked for a divorce suddenly om-om it must have had other plans after divorce from Auntie! Why did Aunt come to the wedding, hypocritical Auntie? Aunty wants to confess to everyone and herself that Aunt is fine, but the truth is that I don't see Auntie."

"Emang is not stupid!" I was upset, "I'll never be okay as long as I can't show that what Narendra said is wrong. And you, the only man I expected to be able to make me better Abhimanyu, the one I chose because I had no other choice and did not want to look!"

I stood up after exhaling a tired breath. This atmosphere was a little emotional for me or even for Abhimanyu himself.

"I'm sorry, maybe my request was cruel Abi, I should have been self-conscious. Some nineteen-year-olds who want to sacrifice to slightly raise the self-esteem of a woman who was trampled because of infertile. Maybe it's just a teenage khilaf. So just go home, assume my request was just a joke!"

I let Abhimanyu out by turning my head to the door of the house.

"Never come here again to give attention that may be trivial to you, but for me who again in the same kingpin God, it makes me happy. Trust me, Abi. Even if you become a biological father, I won't ask for anything from you. Especially weddings. I just want to get pregnant, albeit in an unusual way."

I turned around, accelerated my steps towards the room and locked it. I dropped myself on the bed, banging on the pillow as if the overflow of emotions I felt could be channeled.

"Aunty, aunt. Open door!"