Abbysca Transmigration

Feeling Inappropriate

"Thank you for the deal, Mr. Abimana."

"I should be grateful, I'm happy that we're back together."

Gara smiled faintly after greeting her co-worker. An official from a fairly influential company in the capital. Although not as big as Aditama Group, but the strength of the company can not be underestimated. For this reason, Gara did not feel hesitant when accepting the invitation to work together for the second time.

"I'm sorry I can't take you to lunch together, I have a family event." Actually, Mahen had everything ready. The man had even made a reservation on behalf of Gara at a famous restaurant this afternoon. But Gara forgot to tell him that today he has important needs. "My confidants will accompany you and your secretary later." Continue Gara.

Abimana shook her head slightly while smiling lightly, assuming that it was not a problem for her. "I'd be happier if you could be at my parents' little party." Abimana suddenly said.

That smooth forehead seemed to be frowning, "sorry?" ask Gara for an explanation.

Abhimana was seen scratching his neck that is not itchy, "my father so admires you all this time, but he has not had time to meet you in person. To that end, my father asked me to invite you to my parents' wedding anniversary. Hope you don't mind." Abimana clearly at length. His mouth should always be able to let out sweet words if he wants to hook a cold person like Gara. He is trying hard right now.

Because he was silent for a moment, he seemed to consider what he had just heard. "It was an honor for me. Of course I will consider it well. Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Abimana." He did not immediately accept, but he also did not refuse.

After enough small talk, Abiman said goodbye and left the room. Leave it to Gara and her confusion. It was nothing, just that this was the first time there was someone expecting his presence at a private party.

For a young entrepreneur leading a big company like Gara, of course, attending big events like parties is inevitable. In addition to maintaining the good name of the family, Gara also took advantage of that moment to attract influential people to want to invest in his company.

But of the many parties that Gara attended, ninety percent was an official event held by a company. The invitation that came was also an official invitation delivered directly by representatives of the company that held the event. So, when he heard Abimana's request for warmth just now, Gara felt quite strange and foreign.

Whether Gara will come or not, just look at it later when the time comes.

"Excuse me, sir." Mahen entered while Gara was still busy with his thoughts.

Look, "are you ready?"

"Yes, Sir. Everything's been sorted out. Are we leaving now?" ask Mahen.

The man nodded, "of course, we should not be late. It was an important event for them." Because he took his work coat that he had hung, "let's go!"

"Good, sir."

. . .

A cloudy day on Wednesday. Abby and Juna agree to vacate the schedule to commemorate the day of their parents' death. Unlike Juna's previous plans, the residents of Anggara's residence are allowed to join the funeral at Abby's wishes. Not much, just Hari, Erik and two loyal servants Abby.

Juna led the step first where Abby walked a few meters behind her. The remaining four followed. The place they were headed to felt quite far because it was taken by foot, not to mention the road that continued to climb making their breath slightly stinged.

Abby smiled thinly while closed for a moment when she felt the fresh wind that hit her body. With long hair that did not stop waving, the woman continued to step. Her net was staring at the tall figure in front of her who had not made a sound since their departure earlier. Juna's back looked cold, that sturdy shoulder as if it had lost its strength. Juna seemed to be in a state of sadness and emptiness that could not be explained by words.

Unlike Juna who first approached the father's grave when they arrived, Abby chose to crouch in front of the mother's tombstone. His hands were raised to wipe the moist soil beneath him. Abby had no idea what she was feeling right now, but her heart could feel an extremely painful throb.

Abby doused Juliana's burial ground using water brought by Mira. After that, the woman sprinkled flowers that gave off a fragrant and fresh aroma on the ground.

"Mrs Juliana." Abby whispered so softly that no one could hear her. Among those who have been deceived by him so far, the woman whose body is fused with the land must know the truth.

His wistful neutrality stared at the writing plastered on the tombstone. Even so, his mind was not there. He blinked a few times before turning to look at the other grave that was right next to the mother's grave.

Mr. Septhian..

Abby was eager to scream, revealing all her fear and unrest. Tell the truth to both Abbysca's parents. Saying honestly that he is not a part of the Anggara family, he is not the younger brother of an Arjuna, he is not also the fiancee of Sagara. He doesn't even have the right to live life as an Abbysca Anggara.

But in fact, even though the final resting of Juliana and Septhian was in sight, Abby was unable to speak.

Abby turned her head when she heard the restrained sobs from Juna who was crouching in front of her. That man must be powerless to endure the pain at this moment.

Not knowing what to do, Abby just sighed while turning her face the other way. Four other people were there, too. They slowly retreated and gave personal time to the pair of brothers.

Abby looked up at the gray daytime sky, now beginning to share her warmth. Sunlight still greets even though cloudy clouds block the light.

It felt like Abby wanted to tell Juna not to cry and convince the man that everything would be fine. But his tongue was so twisted, as if a series of consolation sentences were stuck in his throat. In addition, Abby also felt less worthy to behave like a sister to Juna.

In the end, Abby approached Juna and crouched down next to her sister. His cold hand patted Juna firmly on the back without saying anything. Abby just kept quiet, letting Juna spill the sense of tightness that had been so neatly hidden. Juna just needs to know that Abby is still willing to listen to his complaints.

Everything's gonna be okay, Juna.

. . .

TB