Abbysca Transmigration

Start to Feel What It Feels

Abby is sitting at her desk right now. Wrestling with some material books and also notes scattered there, also a new laptop lately he was able to use. Yes, it was thanks to his meticulousness while watching the Eagle on campus, as well as the slight memory of the owner of the body left behind. It turns out that such things are not bad either.

It was seven o'clock at night past fifteen minutes. After spending dinner alone because Juna has not returned home, Abby immediately rushed to the room to complete her piled up tasks. Actually, it was also because of his own actions . If it wasn't for wanting to graduate on time, maybe he wouldn't be like this.

"Excuse me, Miss."

"Come in, Mira!" the door of his room he deliberately opened a little because he knew the habit of one of his servants who would enter at the beginning of the night to bring a glass of warm milk.

"It's your milk, don't forget it's spent!" Mira keeps the tray at another table right next to Abby's desk, fearing that her employer would accidentally nudge her and get Abby's important books wet. Mira doesn't want to dig her own hole.

"Yes, thanks. Is Lina's mother still sick?" the other servant had almost five days of permission to go home to Juna because he had to take care of his mother who was not well. So, only Mira has been accompanying him lately.

"Yes, Miss. Lina's probably gonna be back in two days." Still standing faithfully beside Abby who was so serious while studying. "You look amazing, Miss!" he said cheerfully while looking in admiration at the figure of Abby.

Abby stopped her dancing hand on the keyboard, then glanced at Mira with raised eyebrows.

"I've never seen you not beautiful in any outfit, or while working on anything." The woman's eyes glowed, as if what she was staring at was a Goddess descending from the kahyangan.

Abby noticed her appearance from the glass wall which at that time the curtain was still partially open. Just a petite woman in simple pajamas and original tied hair. What is so incredible? he snorted and resumed his activities. "You're just there."

"Emmm..Miss!" mira's voice sounded hesitant. But it managed to make Abby turn her head completely at Mira and give a look 'what's the matter?' at his servant.

"Actually, this afternoon Mr. Mahen came and brought some boxes of parcels from Mr. Gara for you. Should I bring him here?" Mira asks carefully because as far as she is concerned, lately Abby is not very fond when she discusses Gara. The gift that used to be still neatly lined up in the corner of the room in Abby's room without being touched by the owner.

"Again?" Abby doesn't believe what she's hearing right now. What's wrong with that guy? did his head hit something?

Mira gave a small nod, "Pak Mahen said that the gift contains clothes for you to wear later at the Anggara family company party."

Ah, Abby understands now. The event will take place less than a week from now. And everyone seemed to be busy, including Juna. Yes, either because of coercion or just because for the sake of maintaining good relations between the two families, Juna finally willing to grant Melly's wishes. Just look! her sister is twice as busy now.

"Oh, bring it here, please. I'm a little curious." He wanted to know how exactly the man tastes when choosing clothes for a woman. Because before, Gara never did that for him.

Mira widened her sweet smile, "well, I'll take it."

It wasn't even a minute, but Mira had returned with three different-sized parcel boxes in both hands. "I'll open it for you."

It was a sleeveless dress a few inches above the knee. It is jet black with a smooth material that seems to be comfortable if used. Then, the other two boxes are accessories and also beautiful shoes that match the dress.

Abby gave a small nod, Gara's taste good. Whoever wears it later, he will look elegant yet gentle at the same time. Who would you imagine choosing this dress for her? the man certainly did not want to be embarrassed by Abby's clothes that were always tacky when attending a party.

. . .

Gara followed him from behind, intending to drive his friend home. Their faces were both lethargic, perhaps dizzy with Melly's desire to make the show the biggest corporate birthday paste ever.

"Sorry, you must have a headache facing my mother."

Two men who have almost the same height are now facing each other in the middle of the spacious courtyard of the Aditama residence which is mostly filled by the collection of cars owned by Gara.

"No problem. I only want one reward from you for my hard work." Juna's handsome face looked serious even though his drowsiness was more domineering now.

"What's? just say!" of course Gara has to pay for what Juna did and sacrifice to launch a big event later.

"Please don't pull my sister, Gara!" Juna is not not ignorant about what his friend is going through until he has to ignore Abby all this time. However, he also did not want his sister to be on the brink of uncertainty. Because like reluctant to take off when Abby has slowly given up. In fact, this man always encouraged Abby to stay away from her life. But why now because it is like his own confusion to face Abby who acts indifferent?

"Juna, you know I didn't mean it that way." Answer Gara slowly. He himself felt confused as to how to take a stand when the initial problem came from within him.

Juna gave a rough snort, "whatever, I've given you advice on doing therapy. But you never did." I don't know how many times they've talked about this. "Surely, I want you to be firm. Leave if you really feel Abby deserves to be left out! and defend him if you feel my sister deserves to be defended!" although both have ignored Abby in the past, Juna never really left Abby.

"I'm leaving." Juna patted the man's broad shoulder before getting into his car and disappearing from Gara's sight.

Silence with empty eyes. His usual calm and flat looking face was now filled with doubts that not just anyone could see. Because it will only display such a look when no one else will see it.

"I just don't know what to do." Whisper in the night wind. I wish someone far away could hear it.

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TB

Good afternoon everyone. Today I am indeed speeding up to arrive at chapter twenty soon. So, do not get bored if there are constantly notifications for friends who enter this story into 'favorites'.

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Greetings, greetings,

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