My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 100: Look At Your Wife, Al!

His Civil body was trembling. Sweat flowed from his forehead as he watched how ruthlessly Alva beat up the man.

Cuddled by her, Arana appeared to be squeezing and her face was pale.

Punch after punch was thrown, even as blood splashed onto her face, Alva paid no heed to it. His gaze was so cold and deadly, surpassing that of a murderer. Alva did not hesitate to swing her fists even when the man was nearly helpless, dying beneath him and could do nothing but try to breathe with his depressed lungs. Alva did not hesitate to bend his wrist, breaking it as if it was just a piece of trash.

The hand that dared to hurt hers!

Those eyes that dared to look at hers!

Rubbish thing!

Kicks often greeted his formless face.

Erlan took a cold breath, and her spine felt cold as she stepped closer to Alva and pulled her. "Al, already!"

"He could die" he continued.

Alva did not listen, and firmly landed his fist on the face of the man lying below. Blood pooled under the man's head, and he probably wouldn't have been helped by a few more blows. Yet Alva did not care and did not want to let him escape the blow that carried every anger within him.

Bugh!

Seeing that Alva did not respond to him and still hit him, Erlan immediately pulled him over.

"Don't bother me!"

"But he could die!"

Alva said, "I don't woo-!'

"Not him, Al! Your wife! Look at your wife!" erlan's jolt makes Alva tickle.

He looked at Arana who closed her eyes with a trembling body. His face turned red and his lips seemed to tremble, appearing to be in so much pain with the sweat running down his forehead. Alva immediately headed to Arana and carried her, when Erlan said, "I've called an ambulance, they will arrive in five minutes."

Alva takes Arana from her Civanya, kneeling on the ground while hugging Arana tightly. Arana's weak breath made Alva's heart feel so sore and her eyes reddened. He just wanted to hug Arana and want to transfer his pain to himself if he could. "Darling, hang on."

"Please." Her great-grandson was almost without a sound, as a drop of clear liquid fell down on her arm that was hugging Arana tightly.

...***...

The situation in front of the IGD space is tense. Neither Alva, Erlan nor his Civilians said anything that made the situation better. The civil is on a bench far enough from Alva, sitting together with Erlan who was still afraid to sit next to Alva who was currently displaying a dagger-cold face and from her expression she actually had obvious killing intent.

"Don't be so bad to her. Alva is actually ... Not so cruel?" erlan said making his Civa dumbfounded.

"Ah, no," muttered his Civil, "I don't consider him cruel. Actually, I quite understand that Alva must be very anxious and angry to see Arana treated like that."

The people don't lie. Although he with his own eyes that Alva attacked and beat the man all out, his Civanya knew that Alva did it out of anger he had because the man dared to make his wife hurt like that. If the Civanya is in the position of Alva, she will do the same with Alva, and she must admit it.

Even now, there is anger unraveling in his mind Civanya see Arana's condition.

His civil glanced at Erlan and hesitated to open his lips for a moment. "She's actually a good girl."

Erlan flicked her shoulders and with a grinning smile smiled. "Blogs is the problem. Everyone knows that she's a shitty girl, right?"

Erlan could not help but feel sad in her heart. Arana is a sweet, nice and fun girl. Just because Alana, who made so many enemies and so many problems, Arana would not experience this. If Alana accepts her marriage to Alva despite her forced circumstances, Arana will never come to Indonesia and Arana will not have to be hurt because of someone who hates Alana.

How did Erlan know that it was someone who hated Alana?

Instinct.

Erlan believes that from the reaction of Arana's body, the girl takes stimulants. And regular alcohol wouldn't make Arana experience that kind of thing.

So, Arana must have been deliberately given a stimulant drug.

Erlan really wants to protect Arana even without orders from Alva because Arana is a younger sister to her. Erlan was the youngest of two siblings, and from a long time ago, she always wanted to have a younger sister. Arana comes to Alva who ends up also close to her, and the two naturally joke around a few times together, especially with Amber.

Erlan loved her with the feeling that she was her own little sister.

Hearing Erlan's reply, his Civil did not speak and quietly lowered his head. When the IGD door opens, and Angga appears.

"How is he?!" alva asked for a moment as he got up to his feet.

Angga took off the mask he was wearing and his face was not so good. "The situation was really bad when he was brought here. The stimulant medication she was taking caused an allergy which made her experience a drop in blood pressure when her body was as hot as charcoal. Then, his injuries could also almost be seen all over his body."

"We've done the handling, and he'll be fine after a few more checks. Rest assured, Al." Firmly Angga make Alva sitting.

The man lowered his head, rubbed his face with his hands forming a triangle and sighed. "Thank God."

Erlan knew how Alva was feeling, and she gave a smile and nodded to her Civanya and Angga.

Erlan is one of the silent witnesses who witnessed the changing nature of Alva. Ever since he was a teenager, he's been a ruthless killing machine. All because the person he loves is forcibly snatched from him, and the person he loves does not get enough justice in his life. Erlan knew.

Arana is an anomaly in Alva's plans, but Arana is also something that makes Alva again have the joy and happiness that has long been lost from him since Theo's death. With Arana's terrible condition, Erlan knew how devastated Alva felt. The man even to the point of crying and Erlan would not comment anything although usually he would be the most excited if he saw the silliness of Alva.

Only God knows, that Erlan really wants to see Alva smile all the time, and enjoy her happy days with Arana without needing to think about bad things like what happened today.

"It's okay. He'll wake up tomorrow after his anesthetic effect is gone." Angga.

"Excuse me," the voice made them look at the source of the voice.

Erlan frowned confusedly when she found a man in a dark blue shirt walking up to them with a face that looked nervous but also worried.

"Who?" he murmured unconsciously.

Beside him, his Civilian looked at the man and then widened his eyes. "Ah, aren't you the bartender at the Eveloise club?"

Hearing that, Alva immediately widened her eyes, rose to her feet and grabbed the man's collar with one hand, looking at him with a gaze so cold that it made anyone's backbone shudder to look at him. Including the men gripped by him who shudder in fear and sweat. "Say, what have you mixed in my wife's drink?!"