My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 104: I'm Tired Of Being Alana

Looking at her phone screen coldly, Arana raised her hand to reply to the message.

[You don't have to worry. Just take care of your sister there, oh, even if your sister, Alana, is really there.]

Afterwards, Arana turns off her phone and doesn't care about Hiro's reply. Her good mood was suddenly shattered due to one message from the man who was her brother as well. Arana looked blankly for a few seconds at the red sauce in front of her before her gaze turned to anger and resentment.

Keeping the behavior from ruining the name, Alana?

Arana wants to curse. They're all blind. Arana will believe they are blind. They could not see that he was the one who repeatedly almost wretched because of Alana whom he did not even know. Why are they so selfish and cruel? Arana was a child when she was dumped on her grandmother, and her grandmother never said the reason was thrown away by them other than Alana's weak body and that nonsense. Arana has never hated anything so much, because her heart was pure from the beginning. But the pain he received made him force himself to bring up those negative emotions.

Hate, for his family.

He hated Alana, because she was the root of the problem.

She hated Lydia who never thought of her as a princess and even had the heart to throw her away.

She hated Michael who was so selfish and greedy with only her own interests, power.

And she hated Hiro, someone she should have called big brother because the man casually blamed her even when he had never seen her.

Arana closed her lips, and felt nausea as the emotion crept up into her chest, as if breaking her throat to let out that hatred with words and swearing. Arana wants to scream, Arana wants to go berserk

"Darling, what's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable? Should we go to the hospital again?!" alva asked worriedly beside him.

Arana shook her head and put on a shy expression. "I wanted to burp because of the satiety. It's rude, to be arrested."

But trust me, Arana really never hated anyone that much.

...***...

After spending time eating and taking a short walk, Arana then steps along with Alva entering their apartment. On the way, Arana often saw that some views were cast towards her, and she slightly lowered her head and felt helpless. Well, he was injured like that, of course it would invite people's attention when he saw the bruises and wounds he had.

Although it was almost healed, the bruise was still faintly visible on his face.

"Honey, the ones who see .. don't need to take heart."

Hearing Alva's words, Arana looked up, and revealed a smile. "I'm more worried that they're actually looking at my bruising as a result of the KDRT."

Alva's forehead wrinkled and looked on with slight dissatisfaction. Well, who's not happy now?

People today don't care so much about each other. But it does not hide many who still have hearts as good as angels and want to help those in need. Some people like that, seeing Arana's condition will probably think that she experienced KDRT and with their deep gaze pay attention to the interaction between Alva and Arana which is clear as a married couple. If they find the wrong move just a little, they are ready to pick up the phone and call the police.

Arana coughed awkwardly, and looked at Alva with a smile, as she reached out to tap on Alva's wrinkled forehead. "Relax, what's with these wrinkles. If you get old fast because of the many complaints within you, you won't be as handsome now, you know."

Alva looked at her gently, smiled and leaned over to kiss her cheek. "But you'll still like me even if I get old, right?"

Alva. "What is a kiss? This is a kiss, baby! Even cheeks!'

"Stay no, humph!" grunting Arana while folding her hands in front of her chest and turning her head calmly stepped leaving Alva who was still dumbfounded.

The man chased after her and spoiledly extended his hand to hug Arana's waist. "Darling, I didn't kiss you on the lips and just kissed you on the cheek. I'm sorry, don't ignore me."

Arana shakes. "Just when you get home, you have to clean the apartment and have to clean everything clean."

"After that I can kiss you in public?" asked Alva with a sparkling bead.

"Of course not!" arana's assertiveness makes Alva's imaginary ears droop.

Oh, unfortunately. The intention of showing off in public even ends with not even allowed to kiss the cheek in public.

...***...

The night before Alva returned, Arana stepped out of the car driven by Agus. Facing the large building in front of her with a faint expression, Arana stepped in and pressed the doorbell, waiting for someone to open it.

"Just a second!"

There was a voice inside, along with a stomp of footsteps that stopped in front of the door, someone opened the whitewashed door. A passerby looked at Arana in surprise, and immediately shrieked in a soft voice. "No-Miss Alana?!"

Arana glanced at him, before firmly stepping her feet into the building. The room was spacious, and Lydia and Michael looked at her as Arana stepped in. The two beads looked at Arana with shock that they could not hide.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with you?!" cry Lydia while standing quickly stepped up to Arana.

"Well?" call him.

Hearing that, Arana smiled, holding back the movement of Lydia's hand that was about to cupped her face. "I'm Arana."

Lydia was stunned, and looked at the girl in front of her with a surprised bead. Arana's appearance was really similar to Alana's. His smile, his clothes, his hairstyle. Lydia could not tell the two apart, and her hands trembled in the air. "A-arana? What happened to your face, son?"

Arana ignored Lydia's question, she stepped up to sit on a single sofa opposite Lydia and Michael, then sat down to cross her legs calmly, looking at Lydia and Michael with their different expressions.

"What the fuck?" michael asked in a heavy voice.

Arana leaned her back against the sofa and said indifferently. "Surely, I'm getting tired of this game."

"I'm tired of being Alana."