Yes I'M Acha
16. Yes I'm Acha

...H E L O !👋...

...~ H A P P Y R E A D I N G ~...

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Acha pondered, staring at the ceiling of his room with a hard-to-understand look. Before the end, Acha exhaled violently and then played her finger in an abstract upward fashion.

"Acha is used to it myself, so I don't need them all. Let me keep myself alone because I'm too sick to pretend to be someone else" he muttered with his hands beginning to descend.

In his memory is still very impregnated, when he felt pain and needed help, Maxime who memnotabene Cousin brother of the owner of the body just silent without the intention of helping. I don't know whose feeling but certainly not Acha's feeling, her chest feels so tight.

As if Maxime would never care for himself in any circumstances, maybe even when he was dying, Maxime remained silent with his indifference. Because Acha used to hope to feel the warmth of the family, then now it is clearly different.

Acha's desire at the second chance, he only wants to be useful for people who he loves. Making them laugh happily, although simple, but it could all treat Acha's long-open heart wound. Wounds he can't give to anyone.

Somewhere else, though,

A handsome young man in clothes that were still full of bloodstains walked quickly into the hallway after hall until he arrived in a basement that was transformed into a comfortable and safe gathering place.

"Kill them all who hurt my girl!" He said in a cold, intimidating voice.

Those in the room exchanged looks and then compact sipped their saliva with difficulty. The mysterious aura full of darkness from Arlan is really creepy and can not be underestimated let alone not be considered at all.

Afraid of making Arlan wrathful, they all compactly stood upright. "Ready Chief!"

After exclaiming compactly, the ten people immediately went to execute all the commands of the Chairman. While Arlan, the young man went straight into his private room and sat leaning back in his oversized chair with his sharp eyes closed.

The sound of the clockwork was heard dominating in the room with dark shades until the door was knocked and opened to show a beautiful girl of small stature who began to approach Arlan and then stood beside Arlan while playing both fingers her hands.

"Arlan, I'm bored here, can you take me for a walk?" ask the girl in her potluck.

Arlan opened her eyelids and stared at the cynical girl who was still loyal to bow her head, "Have feet right? Go yourself!" Arlan replied in a very unfriendly tone.

"But my feet still hurt when I take the road" said the girl named Rania.

"Do you know it hurts, why go for a walk? You idiot!" Cibir Arlan got up from his seat and left just like that, leaving Rania clenched her hands tightly.

After Arlan's departure, Rania raises her head and hits the table. "Damn it! Look out for Arlan, I'll make sure you'll be crazy about me!"

Elsewhere, precisely in a luxury hotel with complete facilities, there is Maxime who is now buttoning back his school uniform. Soon, the bathroom door opened and Aurel was wearing only a towel on his thigh.

Spoiled, Aurel hugged Maxime from behind and whined. "Yesterday I post the latest output bag, good deh bagnya."

Maxime's eyes twirled lazily, already very puffed with Aurel's behavior. Maxime also took off Aurel's hand on his waist and took his check and wrote the nominal that can not be said a little. After that, he threw the check in front of Aurel.

"Stop bothering me, ******!" Press Maxime immediately passed away leaving Aurel who was only indifferent, because his wish had been realized that buying the latest output bag.

Just as the hotel door opened, Maxime was shocked by the presence of Rhaline who was looking at him coldly. The girl continued to stare at Maxime intensely which made the man unable to wince, until before long, Rhaline eroded the distance between herself and the man.

"Gue thought, you're just a jerk but it turns out, cheap as well." Kekeh Rhaline with a shifting look stared at Maxime's neck.

Of course he understood because Rhaline is not a plain or stupid girl who does not know what two people of different gender do when in one room, plus there was a mark on the man's neck that Rhaline could see very clearly. Rhaline returned her steps, then turned around.

"If you knew, Max. I'm doing this for my best friend, Al. He wants you to get someone right and according to your sister, I am not Aurel the****** or Rania. But it turns out, you can't work together to complete the trust of my best friend." He left before leaving behind the frozen Maxime.

Arriving at Rhaline's family home, Rhaline immediately entered with her mainstay cold face and her steps suddenly stopped when a hand floated and landed right on her smooth cheeks.

The sharp eyes were closed, enjoying the sensation of heat that began to creep into his chest which now felt so tight. It's always like this, can't they welcome him with a warm smile? Not a painful slap or a very spicy sentence.

"Where have you been?! Still want to go home?! Not enough to make my son go?!"

The middle-aged woman continued to scold Rhaline with all sorts of words that began to not connect. Rhaline closed her eyes for a moment and immediately passed away towards her room on the second floor, without caring about the woman who kept on babbling.

Arriving in the room, Rhaline walked to her study table and grabbed a picture frame that showed the handsome face of a man who was hugging his waist tightly. They look so friendly and happy in their time. The past.

If the story of Blossom novel, Rhaline is a girl who lives in a warm and harmonious family, it is different from the real world. Because in the real world, Rhaline is just a broken home child who is always treated unfairly. He was always number 2.

His love story is never smooth, only happy at first and then painful after. "You how are you? Are you happy with him? When was my niece born?"

Her lips voiced a ruckus but her eyes let out tears of sadness, opposite each other but that was Rhaline. Always try to be okay by putting on a mask when the original, he was so sick and far from being okay.

Drrt...

His eyes turned to glance at his cellphone on the table and then fell silent when he saw the name listed,

Ardhan♥ is calling...

Exhaling his coarse breath, Rhaline pressed the green button and immediately brought the phone closer to her ear. Rhaline only froze silently as the voice she so longed for flowed so beautifully and gently.

"What's up online?"

"Lin?"

"Ah yes, I'm good. How're you?"

Over there, Ardhan chuckled softly while leaning his back against the sofa and then lit a nicotine object tucked between his thick lips. "Thank God, I was always good. Where are you again? Still in Jakarta or back to Ausie?"

"Jakarta, I'm still grieving here so I can't go to Ausie's these decks."

"Oh yeah, I just wanted to. I'm sorry, I can't go to Alisya's funeral. You do understand, right?"

Rhaline smiled wryly as she raised her head to hold back the tears that were ready to spill at any time, "Uncomprehend. Aisyah how are you? My niece, how are you? When born?"

"Haha, you have one-on-one dong. Aisha well, our nephew is soon born. Maybe, 2 or 3 more months."

"We?"

"Who, us, your time? He's also my nephew, Mas Fattan's son."

"But you're Ayesha's husband, meaning you're her stepfather."

Over there, Ardhan was silent for a moment. "When are you back in Ausie?"

Understand, Rhaline certainly understood when Ardhan tried to distract her. "Front month, I close first, bye."

Tutt's.

That man, his ex-fiancee. The second man to cut his wounds after his first love, his father.

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Good afternoon, how are your days? Right okay? Or even bad??

Spam koment yuk, encourage me to tick it smoothly continue:)

What do you think of,

The arlan?

Rania, how is she going to play??

Rhaline?

And the bar-bar, Acha. There is one or a thousand sentences maybe you want to love Acha-Acha nehi-nehi??

Already ah.

See you next chapter, bye.