My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 102: Don't Leave Me

Alva's body stiffened, and his heart seemed to lose the ability to work. Alva widened her eyes and looked at Arana with the panic she was hiding under her eyes.

"Dear, what are you saying? You might be tired, that's okay. Rest, I'll be here to keep you company." Reveal Alva with a smile on her slightly unread face.

Arana shook her head. He grabbed Alva's hand and said, "I want a divorce, Al. Divorce me, will you?"

Alva looked at Arana without a smile on her face. "Say, tell me why? Did I hurt you? Am I boring to you? Are you scared of me? Or what?"

Arana. What reason?

No, Alva never once hurt her. Alva never made her feel neglected, and Alva was always there for her. Alva is a comfort to him and Alva never scares him and feels uncomfortable. Alva is the most perfect man for him, and Arana can't dodge that.

Alva looked at Arana. There was a flash in her manic pair, and it made Arana stunned. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I came late. But please don't leave me."

"It's okay if you don't want to see me for a while. It's fine if you want to hit me, it's fine if you want to abuse me because I'm unable to take care of you. But ..." Alva clasped Arana's hand, placed it in front of her face, which made her face covered.

"But don't leave me." Sluggishly.

There is a clear liquid that falls into the mattress sprai that it uses. Arana looked at the wet part of the cloth with a stunned face, and could not help but hold her hand outstretched, catching the side of Alva's face and lifting it up. Right, Alva is crying.

"Don't leave me, baby. I beg you."

Arana's hand shook just like her little heart. He had made Alva cry, he had made Alva feel heartache. Arana felt her heartache when she saw Alva's tears and desperate face. Alva never hurt her, why does Arana always hurt and annoy her?

Did divorcing her really solve the problem? A man who hates Alana has gone around. What if Arana divorces Alva, is she really okay? What if in reality after he divorced Alva and left Melbourne, he was still being terrorized because it was still considered that he was Alana?

There's no guarantee that after she gets divorced and after she leaves Alva she'll be as good with her life as she was in the past.

Arana shed her tears unconsciously, and stretched out her hand. "Al."

Grep's!

Hearing those calls and movements, even without being commanded twice, Alva had bent her body to hug Arana tightly. Funneling his emotions in every breath intertwined between the two, and at point by point tears.

"I'm sorry, Al."

"I'm really sorry." Tangis Arana's.

Alva shook her head, "No dear. Don't apologize, don't cry. Okay?"

"I love you." His whisper was full of sincerity that could never be hidden even with his cruelty and coldness. In this world, Alva really only loves Arana, only Arana.

Arana buried her face dredged in Alva's neck and muttered, "I love you too. I love you Al."

...***...

Tomorrow comes quickly. The sky was blue, and the sound of sparrows was heard from outside the window of his room. The sweet aroma splashed with the medicinal aroma entered Arana's nose which carried a hint of a strange taste in her nose.

Arana looked at the scene in front of her with a pair of calm beads. There was no special expression on his face. But when the door opened and Alva stepped in with a tray of food that of course must be eaten by patients like him, Arana immediately showed a sweet smile.

"Al, what's today eating?" Ask.

Although Arana had already guessed what Alva had brought her, she still asked the young man. "Mn, this time millet porridge with strawberry milk."

"Eh, porridge again. I want to eat pasta~" Arana joked.

Arana smiled and nodded. "Promise, huh?"

Alva nodded and spooned a spoonful of porridge. "Darling, open your mouth."

Arana obediently opened her mouth and accepted a bribe from Alva, while letting the young man land a kiss on her cheek that was not stained with gauze. Arana chews comfortably, although her slightly torn lips still feels a little sore, but Angga said that in a week she will recover if she continues to apply the ointment on her wounds and bruises.

"Nake?" ask Alva.

Arana nodded her head quickly. "Enak! It's sweet and savory!"

"Know who's cooking?" asked Alva to make Arana's bead glare, "Don't tell me you cooked it?"

"Of course," Alva smiled, "Not."

"Ehh?"

Alva gave a big smile. "How could I possibly make such delicious food. Of course I bought it in a restaurant."

Arana hits Alva's arm with pouting lips. "Not fun at all. Not romantic either, what the hell is that?"

"You should make it yourself with love and affection so that I can recover quickly." Arana.

Alva puts on a smile and kisses Arana on the cheek. "Look, I've been doing it since, my dear. Look, I've already bribed you by giving you a kiss. It's sweeter with me making you food, right?"

Hearing that, Arana flicked her lips before she smiled and opened her lips again. "My husband, bribe again~"

"Ehh! You are so sweet and adorable. If your cheeks are healed, I'll bite your cheeks!" threaten Alva with a grin that shows her canines.

Arana noticed Alva and was a little surprised. Alva really has adorable canine teeth. Arana reached out her hand involuntarily and approached to pay attention to the teeth of the Alva that looked like the wolf's teeth and sparkled to touch it. "Darling, it looks like wolf fangs!"

"Oh, are you a vampire?!" ask Arana.

Chuckling, Alva grabbed Arana by the wrist and pulled her to drop a kiss on Arana who had been teasing her for greeting. "It's so sweet, my wife is really so adorable."

Getting a sudden attack, Arana has a flushed face and shyly hides her face in Alva's chest which keeps her wound from touching her chest, and so as not to feel pain.

...***...

"No need to worry about police issues. They won't dare to take care of this matter, and they won't interfere."

"Well, I know you're reliable. Thank you, Lan." Erlan sits on a sofa, with Alva looking at Arana from outside the glass door. Erlan noticed Alva and she became a little impatient.

"Al, do you really love Arana?" erlan's question made Alva turn her head, looking at her with her dialysis frown.

"What do you mean?" he said, "Don't you see it for yourself?"

"Al, can you stop thinking about your revenge on Alana and focus on protecting Arana? I thought, wouldn't you rather let her go home?"

Go home, where it came from.

Melbourne.