Will Not Be Substituted

Chapter 47: PDKT

Caca: I have extra class. Maybe five o'clock just came out and then had to go to the cafe first. If you want to go home first, papa.

Abhimanyu: I am going home with you. I wait in the bus, all of you want to nyicil ngerjain task.

Abhimanyu closed the screen of his phone for several times. It's almost five o'clock and Caca hasn't read the message yet. It was possible that the girl was still busy with her class, to the point of not opening the phone.

Abhimanyu has no duty. He just wants to go home with Caca. He wanted to spend time with the girl. Although sometimes Caca was strict or indifferent to him, Abhimanyu never questioned. He was just sure, one day Caca would definitely be nice to him. Like the attitude of the girl during her illness these few days.

“Bi, I want to go home. You want to go home too or replace me keep perpus.”

Abhimanyu looked around. He realized that there was no one else in there but him.

“Ya, home dong, Mom. Mom's changing period. Who wants to read in the Malem-malem library? Mbak Kunti?” reply Abhimanyu while chuckling. His hands quickly closed the book that he did not actually read at all.

“You've been here waiting for what the hell? The time you were waiting for me? Fancy ya?” seduce the middle-aged woman.

Abhimanyu's laughter just broke. He who has often been there certainly knows the lecturer of the library guard. They often interact when Abhimanyu is looking for a book or just looking for the woman to give souvenirs when she has just arrived from somewhere.

“I'm waiting for someone. But, unfortunately not Bu Eti,” he replied after easing laughter.

“Who? Your girlfriend, huh?” ask the woman who has Liberty's real name.

“Not a girlfriend anyway, Bu.” Abhimanyu put on a smile.

“Terus?” the woman was curious.

“Prospective mother of my children.”

“Ya same as dong?”

“Not the same, Mom!” refute Abhimanyu. “We are not dating, but .. husband wife.” Those two words were certainly only Abhimanyu's voice in his heart. It is impossible to reveal that he was married to this woman.

The woman clucked. It allows the location of his glasses before chiming in. “Still PDKT, yes?” guess who is still curious.

“Aggap aja that,” replied Abhimanyu as it passed.

“Ih, how the hell, Bi?” pick up that woman again. He followed Abhimanyu who was now almost at the door.

“Udah, Mom. Later if he likes me, I know to Bu Eti. Doain aja,” he said with a laugh.

“I'm out first, Mom. Thanks for the place,” said Abhimanyu. He immediately walked out of the library. Leaving curiosity in the minds of that fifty-year-old woman and above.

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“Well you're still here, Bi?”

Caca just got on his bike when Abhimanyu approached.

“And I told you, I'm waiting for you. You are the only one who has not read my chat,” replied Abhimanyu while taking the helmet that he had returned to the Caca motorbike.

“Eh, time anyway?” Caca hurriedly looked at his phone. Sure enough, Abhimanyu's message in the top row has not been opened.

“Oh, yes. Good thing I haven't been back,” she said with a laugh. Caca put his phone back in the bag. He's getting ready to go home. However, when he saw Abhimanyu, his net narrowed in dislike.

The conscious Abhimanyu was being watched by his wife, staring questioningly.

“Why?” tanyakanya.

“You are a great habit, deh. Wear a jacket but never dikikikikinnya zipper,” snatch the girl. Suddenly Caca stood right in front of Abhimanyu to then hold the lower end of the Abhimanyu jacket and put up the zipper. With a slow motion, Caca raises it to the top of the jacket until the Abhimanyu jacket is perfectly covered.

“Dah, gini will be good to see,” he said while patting Abhimanyu's chest twice.

Abhimanyu was made silent by what Caca did. He was always fascinated by what Caca did to him, even though it was so simple.

Caca pulled his hand awkwardly. He realized what he had just done. To eliminate that awkwardness, Caca cleared his throat, then climbed onto his bike.

“Come aboard. Let's go to the cafe first. There's something I have to take care of,” he said while wearing a helmet. He did not dare to look at Abhimanyu.

The corner of Abhimanyu's lips was raised next to his. He immediately carried his body sitting behind Caca. Let the girl drive for him.

When he was on the road, Abhimanyu placed his hand on the girl's waist. His coolness came out as Caca shook his head in shock, but remained silent. Feeling that he did not get a rejection, Abhimanyu also put his chin on Caca's shoulder to look at the girl through the rear view of his motorcycle.

“Be careful, yes, beautiful,” she said made Caca blush.

“Diem you. I fellin just found out the taste later,” Caca's nagging hide her nervousness.

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