Abbysca Transmigration

The Magical New World

It's been ten days since Abby woke up and found herself in another world. A place where people look strange, as well as everyday equipment that is all sophisticated and instant. Abby almost glared at the sight of tall buildings towering from behind a glass wall whose curtains were opened by a nurse. The building seemed like it would touch the sky, making Abby feel amazed by the human abilities in this era.

What good has he done that he can now see and live in the twenty-first century, a thousand years from the time he came.

Although not yet fully accept about him who is now living in the body of others, but Abby is quite able to control her emotions well. He didn't cry because he was going through a time shift, nor did he go berserk because he found himself alone here with 'them' whom he didn't know at all.

He was lucky enough to have good self-control. It seemed to be thanks to the physical and inner exercises Abby had done in her previous life. Make him a strong person with a calm nature and always be alert to the surroundings.

But when remembering how the women's temperament he now occupies, Abby feels better sent directly to the afterlife alone. This woman's life was in vain.

Leha-leha and spent Juna's money, over-decorating and chasing after the man who never cared about her, also ignoring all the lessons in her school. How could there be a woman who did not have such shameless veins? where's his brain?

Abby snorted as she remembered Juna who had never visited her again after that time. Now he understood, the man must have had a headache given what mess this woman was making.

Oh God. Where does Abby start fixing things?

At the moment, Abby was sitting sideways on the bed with both legs hanging. His eyes stared flat at the mirror held by a servant. His wet hair was being dried by another servant using a noisy object that felt hot on his head. It seemed, these two women beside him were indeed paid specifically to serve him. Abby was grateful to Juna for that. Meksi was impressed not to care, but the man was still attentive to his sister.

This face in front of him, how did Abby explain it?

Compared to his tyrannical face in the past, this piece looked even better. The shape is only three-quarters of the width of an adult's palm. Slightly round with a chin that is not too taper. The nose is not too high. His eyebrows are quite thick with a little close together. The lips are quite thin but have a natural pink color.

And the most prominent according to Abby is her eyes. A pitch-black netra that had a clear luster. Like there's a stream of water there. This type is the type of eye that can make others fall prey because of its depth.

"Today, Miss is going home. Is Miss happy?"

Lina. The shoulder-haired woman with a flat body asked with a polite smile. His hand did not move in the slightest for fear that the mirror would shift and anger Abby.

"Yes." Yeah." Abby answered briefly. How could he not be happy if for these ten days he had to be stuck in a room with the stinging smell of these medicines?

"Mr Juna can't come to pick you up because you're out of town. Miss doesn't matter, does she?" the other nurse asked. Compared to Lina who is economical to talk, Mira looks more cheerful and friendly. His body was a little thick, yet it made him even funnier.

"Yes." Yeah." That's even better. Because that way, Abby doesn't have to get stuck back in awkwardness with the guy like the other day.

"Stop Mira! you want to burn my hair?" asked annoyed but still with a flat face. The hair dryer whose sound can make deaf ears feel so hot.

Mira stopped immediately and immediately distanced the object from Abby's head. Angry Juna is indeed very scary, but an upset Abby looks more terrible in his opinion. "Sorry, Miss."

. . .

The clock passed quickly, and the clear sky had now turned orange. Abby was silent and lying on the bed doing nothing. Actually it's not the custom since long ago, but the orders of the doctor who handled it inevitably made Abby comply. Not to mention Lina and Mira who always do all the things she needs without being asked. Abby's getting lazy to move.

The woman tightened the thick clothes on her body when she came out of the room that she had occupied for quite a long time. Abby sat in a wheelchair with an old man who pushed her carefully. Abby remembers that the man was the butler at the Anggara residence. His two servants walked right behind Abby.

His departure was ushered by several important hospital petinngi up to the front gate. Abby did not feel surprised, considering this hospital is one of the many assets that Anggara family has. Now and then it turns out the same. All will be subject to those with higher possessions and offices.

The woman's eyebrows slightly rose when she saw a vehicle that seemed to be made of iron and other advanced materials. People call it 'car'. Abby sighed softly, she should be grateful because thanks to the memory of the owner of the body, she became aware of everything and did not make others suspicious because of her strange behavior.

Meanwhile, some of the abandoned hospital petinngi started talking to each other, giving opinions that they had been holding since.

"I feel sorry for Miss Abbysca. Mr. Arjuna did not come for busy reasons outside the city. Even with his fiancee who since Miss accident only ever visited him once" said a man in his thirties with a clean white shirt attached to his body. He is one of the hospital officials who actually quite like to take care of the lives of others.

"The business of conglomerates is difficult to understand. In fact, Miss Abbysca has no significant flaws." The shoulder-haired female timpal who was so loyal looked at the luxury car that carried Abby until it was lost at the end of the turn. "What's wrong with fighting for the people we love?" grunting annoyed. As a fellow woman, she knew enough what it was like to fight alone.

"Yeah, ey! what's wrong with you guys? come back! don't just eat blind!"

. . .

Elsewhere, a man with a perfectly sculpted face was sitting quietly behind his magnificent desk. The pile of files that were mountainous felt so nauseating for him that since morning had not taken a pause at all.

Occasionally the smooth forehead will shrivel if it finds things that do not match what he wants listed in the writing. Even so, it did not last long as his fingers grasping an expensive pen danced back up there and affixed his signature quickly.

Aditama Sagara. That's the name on his desk. Written in capital letters and beginning with the word 'Main Director' as his current position.

The man kept his pen slightly rough in any direction while closing his eyes. His sturdy back rests on the head of the chair with a hand massaging his forehead slowly. The dizziness that whack his head can't disappear since last night.

In addition to being too tired to take care of the company, Gara also messed with other things. The middle-aged woman he often called 'Mother' had been terrorizing him lately. Contacting him many times, sending messages, even his secretary was terrorized because Gara often avoided. And the contents never changed, the mother only asked him to visit Abbysca. His fiancee from five years ago.

Doesn't his mother know that their relationship isn't that smooth? there was no progress at all in their engagement. Abbysca was chasing him tirelessly. And Gara who always avoids without feeling guilty. A very fitting combination.

Geck! poke!

"Lake in!" To talk without looking. He was busy closing his eyes.

There were footsteps approaching and stopped right in front of Gara. "Sorry sir, the Madam wants me to send you a message. Miss Abbysca has gone home to her residence and the Madam asked me to"

"Waiting him right now. Isn't that right, Mahen?" cut the garage quickly. His handsome face was so stiff with a bored look. Tired of her mother's disorder.

Mahen nodded politely, "right, sir."

"Alright, it seems like that's the only way that Mama doesn't keep bothering me." She sighed again and stood up from her seat of greatness.

"Prepare car!"

. . .

TB

Thank you for reading part two. Please give a lot of support and love to Abby and Gara.

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