Abbysca Transmigration

The Fear of Losing Turns Out to Be So Terrible

It's almost midnight, and the weather's so cold. People seem to have flown into dreamland, including the servants at the Anggara residence. And Abby, that's an exception.

After completing his hefty college assignments, Abby instead went downstairs to make a warm drink. Realizing that he had no right to disturb the rest of the servants who always prepared everything for him, then that night Abby made it with her own hands.

And instead of going straight back to the room, Abby instead stood in front of a family photo with a large figure in the family room. His clear net was glued, staring fixedly at one by one the people in the photo. It was her, Juna was also both of their parents.

Before, Abby never had the desire to look at the picture for long. Normally, he would only glance at it at a glance if his eyes were accidentally pointed in that direction. However, after her conversation with Lina at that time, Abby felt quite sensitive if she found out anything about them.

If you see the figure of him who is still in his early teens and Juna who is still a teenager, then the estimate of this photo was taken nine or ten years ago. As expected, Juna did inherit the good looks and prowess of their father-Septhian Anggara. And not much different, Abby also seemed to be born as a copy of the mother-Juliana Mahesa.

Looking at the faces of his parents who looked young, healthy and fresh at that time, who would have thought that death was so close to them? Abby herself doesn't have much memory of them. There were only a few small things running around in his brain. But Abby was grateful, at least she could feel their affection even before long.

His gaze blurred, his hand that was holding the glass also tightened. Feel the sudden rumble of pain and regret present. Imagine how sick Juna is when they leave and have to keep everything alone all this time. Doesn't that hurt a lot?

Tears slowly descended down her pale cheeks, but Abby quickly wiped them off with the back of her hand blocked off the tip of her arm from the warm clothes she was wearing.

"Sorry, I was so presumptuous to take over your daughter's life. But with sincerity, I wish you always were in happiness." He whispered on a very quiet night.

His eyes closed, along with tears that would not stop coming out even though Abby repeatedly removed them. This feeling of uneasiness, longing and tightness seems to come from the actual owner of the body. Not much different from Juna, Abby also has the same suffering and wounds for her parents.

"Abbysca, at least give me a hint. You're not dead, are you?"

And like a miracle, the question Abby asked in her heart was answered even though indirectly. A strong wind came and made a storm because it hit every object that was there. The curtain that covered the glass wall fluttered, the doors of the cupboard were opened and closed again, producing a loud noise that was actually terrible enough to be experienced alone.

But that's Abbysca. The woman just kept quiet and looked at all the commotion calmly even though the rest of the tears on the cheeks had not completely disappeared.

"Abbysca.is that you?"

. . .

Unlike Abby who spends her nights pondering and wrestling with her own thoughts. Because it even looks quite relaxed when mingling with the people around him.

At that time, in honor of the invitation of one of his friends who is now his coworker, Gara took the time to attend the small party. According to what he heard, his friend was having a special party to end his bachelor's life because a few days later he was getting married. The only ones who came were men.

Seeing people who so enjoy a party in the crowd, such as dancing freely on the dance floor or drinking to the full extent to get drunk. Because he can still maintain his sanity. He only drank a few glasses, not even high-grade alcohol.

Sitting in the corner seat with two people who are quite worn feels better than he has to blend in with 'them' who is now acting like crazy.

"It's a pity that this is a men's party, even though I want to see Gara's famously beautiful fiance." Tapping a narrow-eyed man sitting at the end of the sofa, looked at Gara with his ignorant face.

Because the one who had been silent couldn't help but glance, "I think you've seen it." Answer, Calm down.

The man sitting nearby snorted as he chewed the beans in his mouth, "he didn't come to your company's big show that time."

"Oh." Because I nodded in understanding. But then the calm face was replaced with a look of annoyance that he could not cover, "you think I want to take him into the crocodile nest just like that?"

"Wow, you forgot that you're also part of a crocodile?" ask the squinty man with a smile that has not faded.

Gara's face turned flat again, "sorry, I'm not the same as you guys." It is short but full of facts.

Among all his college friends, only Gara did not have a lunge in women's affairs. Because it is too straight and flat for a man to be handsome, rich, intelligent and well-established. Shouldn't Gara use it all to hook a woman easily?

"Yes, right. I even remember how a young Miss Anggara had to lower her pride to get your attention." Tapping the middle man.

"You're really mean. Why would he fall in love with a heartless man like you?" the squinty man looked at Gara with scorn. "It's a pity that this friend of ours has become aware of his crazy behavior. If not, maybe I'll gladly give Abbysca some affection." Continue with full complaint. I regret not moving faster.

Because just grunted annoyedly, didn't say anything. The man rested his body on a comfortable sofa pad. He shouldn't have come here if only to listen to the unqualified chatter of his friends.

But it seems that the two men do not want to realize Gara's reluctance in discussing Abbysca. They continued with the spirit of the conversation.

"True, the charm of young Miss Anggara is indeed beyond doubt."

"His name has been shining even more lately because of the social activities that he has always done in secret."

"In addition to being beautiful, graceful, rich and humble, Abbysca also has a high social spirit. It's only natural that young men from the top often talk about it at parties."

"Honey, the master golira and also the lion. How dare they make trouble with the two leaders of a big company?"

The irrepressible oddity was again heard making the closed Gara sure that his two friends were enjoying their mess.

In his silence, Gara confirmed their words. The more here, the Abbysca charm is not able to be dammed. The aura of perfection is so radiated from within Abby without the woman making up.

His thin lips revealed a slanted smile when he realized that he was now struck by fear. Afraid that a man more powerful than him might take Abby from his side. Afraid that the love and sincerity Abby has for her slowly fades with time, let alone remembering her depraved deeds.

And what scares him more is, Abby who did not give him more time to fight for their relationship that almost ran aground a few months ago. I have to work harder at the moment.

. . .

TB

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