Yes I'M Acha
17. Yes I'm Acha

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"Morning, man,"

The hoarse voice typical of people just waking up immediately greeted Acha's hearing, the girl turned her head to the side and was shocked to see Arlan who was smiling sweetly looking at her. Acha smiled awkwardly and then tried to get up.

While Arlan who saw Acha was about to rise up also immediately pursed his lips annoyed, he also rose and immediately overstressed Acha's body which made Acha increasingly jerked in shock made him. Acha was about to open her voice, but stopped when Arlan put one finger in front of Acha's lips.

"Where are you going, baby? Want to get away from me again?" Asked Arlan in a low tone.

Acha gulped roughly at his saliva while shaking his head, "So why would you want to spit up earlier?" Ask Arlan again.

Actually Acha wants to talk but Arlan held his lips that make Acha urung to open the voice, "Oh yes. Still I close his lips?"

Arlan immediately moved his hand away from Acha's lips and smiled sweetly, "From now on you won't be able to get away from me. You belong to me. Btw, what's your name?"

In his heart, Acha was scorned cynically. Sok ngakuin I belong to him but my name is he did not know, but that said, "Acha my name is Acha."

"Good, the name's good." Arlan said, nodding his head several times.

Shortly after, a doctor came to check on Acha's condition which turned out to have improved. Acha was allowed to go home because there were no serious injuries to worry about. And Acha came home to Arlan in the young man's car.

Actually Acha had refused because he was reluctant to know the privacy of others, but Arlan still wanted to drive him, so Acha just resigned. Even in the car, Acha just kept silent while staring straight ahead.

99 Percent of them believe that their current world is not a novel world. But still, Acha considers that this world is a fictional world so that he can play with the plot that has been arranged. Although Acha originally intended to have a harmonious family that loved her, but now no longer.

Already not expecting to have a harmonious family that cherishes her, Acha will continue to live for herself and the people she cares for. Let those who become the family of the owner of the body live happily without a figure of himself called the destroyer.

Too late in daydreaming, Acha until not aware that now the car that Arlan drove has stopped in front of a minimalist house in accordance with what Acha directed earlier. Arlan's forehead wrinkled, then looked at Acha and the minimalist house in turn.

"That's your house? Sure?" Ask Arlan while raising one eyebrow.

Acha turned her head to the side, "When did Acha call it Acha's house?"

True too, because from the beginning, Acha just direct the road without mentioning 'white Acha house' or whatever it is. Arlan scratched his non-itchy nape then grimaced softly. He also hurried down when Acha had gone down first.

"Tomorrow I'll pick you up!" Arlan said in a slightly louder tone that managed to make Acha stop her steps.

Turning to look at Arlan then nodding briefly in the absence of further ado, "Yes."

Upon arrival in the room, Acha immediately took a new laptop he bought, of course through an online store. Opening the laptop screen, then Acha began to get busy with his fingers that move agilely to and fro. Even Acha did not intend to clean up at a time that was almost before tonight.

Right hit 3 in the morning, Acha solved everything. He got up from his seat and stretched his muscles that felt stiff. Feeling that the worms in her stomach needed nutrients, Acha walked out of the room to the kitchen.

Acha stood leaning against the refrigerator door while eating a plate of cheese cake that was indeed in the refrigerator. His rolling eyes stared at his dark surroundings as the entire main light had already been turned off and only a dim light was left from outside the mansion. Even so, it does not mean that the name Acha will be afraid.

In front of the mansion, Acha sat in an iron chair that was there. His eyes stared straight ahead as he continued to enjoy the remaining cheese cake. Acha's hand stopped suddenly when he saw someone walking closer.

Acha suddenly got up from his seat and was ready to fight if at any time, someone attacked. But in reality, Acha was instead made to freeze when someone hit her with a tight hug. Acha remained silent even remained silent as the person had already taken off his embrace.

"Cha?"

Acha gasped, his body stiffening with a deathly pale look as if no blood was flowing through. His body is squeezed and almost dropped if someone is not able to hold it by wrapping his hands on Acha's waist.

With a hunting breath, Acha raised her hand and touched the person's firm jaw with a punch mark. "A-Athar?"

One of the young man's eyebrows shot up upon hearing Acha's words, "Hm? Since when do you call me Athar? Strange but I'd rather you call by that name," he said with a soft, etched smile.

Acha's heart beat uncontrollably, and even his hands began to shake, which caused a wrinkle to wear on Athar, indicating that the young man was confused by Acha's behavior. "The chaca? You why?"

Acha's eyes gnawed, "Huh?"

Wait, "Kok Chaca?" Ask Acha again with her puzzled look.

"Emang Chaca, Acchariya. What the hell are you? It's weird, but we don't see it for a month." His chuckle with his burly hands that rattled Acha's gaunt hair.

"Wait, it's a clock... Why are you still out at this hour?" Athar asked with a sudden cold tone of voice.

Acha was silent, with her mind drifting back to the events while she was still in the body of Acha Basilia Eldora.

"Sleep, why is this hour awake?"

At that time, little Acha pursed her lips in annoyance and threw her body on the bed beside a handsome little man. Acha slipped into the blanket, then tightly hugged the little man's arm which was none other than little Athar.

"Acha hungry, but Mommy's not home."

The mother Acha meant was the mother of Athar, a gentle but firm woman who was not at home at the time, so Acha desperately went into Athar's room not far from his room.

"Yes, I made noodles, huh? Tomorrow I can't make you anymore, hehe."

"Athar what the hell? Tomorrow Athar must masakin Acha pudding!"

At that time, Athar just smiled before the next day, the little man's smile disappeared for good. With a quick movement, Acha jerked Athar's hand on his cheek and Acha turned back to Athar.

Roughly, Acha wiped the tears that suddenly descended without being prevented. Then he turned back to Athar as the young man pulled his shoulder slowly. "You cry? Because me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

A worried panic-stricken roar was clearly visible on his handsome face, which made Acha laugh softly and then hit the young man with a warm embrace. Acha again sobbed, "Acha kangen Athar. Acha misses eating Athar's cooking, "he said.

The young man's body stiffened, and Acha noticed it.

"A-cha?"

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