My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 105: Arana Can Get Angry Too

"Rana, try to talk slowly and explain what you mean?" asked Lydia who barely understood Arana's attitude.

Arana sighed and calmly explained in more detail and more easily. "Actually, when you met me in Melbourne, I thought it would be nice to pretend to be Alana. Being too bored with life in Melbourne that is so-so, I became interested in accepting your invitation back here."

"At first, being Alana was fun. Delicious food, a princess-like bed, and everyone looked at me with disdain. Hm, such feelings are not bad." Arana.

"But lately, I can no longer enjoy this game. You never once showed the figure of Alana, and Alana actually, also never showed herself clearly. It bothered me, when I found out a lot of people were trying to hurt Alana." Arana.

Michael could not help but frown. "the game? What game do you mean? You are using Alana's identity at the moment!'

"Papa still don't understand? Mama too?"

Lydia looked at Arana and squeezed her hand. "What happened ... Alana, you have to keep Alana's good name. The mess you caused could put him under pressure that wouldn't be good for his health."

Arana looked at Lydia with a smile that could not hide the scorn. "So so? Didn't mom and dad know that actually, I could have died earlier than Alana's health risk?"

Michael scolds. "Fuck! Stop making a mess and reflect on your mistakes! Don't think of Alana's life as a toy you can play with as you please."

Arana sharpened her voice. "Those who consider my life like a toy! Mama and papa think why am I like this now?! Because I became Alana! I who know nothing easily comply with your ridiculous request and I must end up suffering physical and mental injuries. Do mom and dad still think that I consider Alana's life as a toy? I almost died in your game!"

Arana's breath hunted, her pair of manics flushed red.

Arana was angry at them. But Arana is not stubborn and foul-hearted. Arana just needs a sincere apology, and she will melt her heart for it. But they never even realized their mistake and blamed it. Arana only needs them to come to her with a clench of a hand or with a small embrace that will then make her forgive them happily, without any more burden.

But they can't understand.

"Do mom and dad know, I .. never expected to be born into the world. If mom and dad didn't want me in the first place, why didn't mom and dad dump me?" Arana wore a scornful smile, "I mean, totally dumped me and didn't make you lick your own spit when you picked me back up only when you needed me?"

"To be honest, mom and dad know, even my best friend doesn't want to see your nose in front of them."

"Fuck! Keep politeness!" michael's jolt makes Arana more and more black. For the first time in his life, he couldn't hold back his composure and he wanted to explode. The more domineering anger and disappointment fell into his loud and painful voice upon hearing it.

"I always! Always and always pray to the Lord that my parents be given health and the length of the umuran always! But have you ever remembered me who was far away in Melbourne and prayed for me once?!"

"I've always missed you! I always wanted your hugs! But did you ever want to ... really want to hug me, not Alana? Ever been?"

Arana starts to shed her tears and screams. "Tell me where my mistake is! Tell me where I'm wrong and I'll fix it! Tell me how I can break this blood relation with you/! Tell me how and where have I ever made a mistake with you?!"

"Rana, you ..." Lydia muttered softly, looking at Arana and her throat choked when she saw the pair of beads covered in tears.

"Mrs, young master Alva is coming."

A servant reported in fear to Lydia. Hearing her, Arana wiped her tears, forced her to dry up and fanned her for a few seconds before calmly trying to put on a smile as Alva stepped closer.

"Darling, why are you crying?" that question Alva asked before she even greeted Lidia and Michael across from her. The focus is only on Arana who is sitting on a sofa with a bead.

As Arana sat on a single sofa, Alva automatically crouched down on one leg, stretched out her hand and held Arana's wet face to keep her pointed at him. "Say baby, why are you crying?"

"Al, let go first." The word Arana is ignored by Alva. "I'm fine. I just missed my mom and dad so much that I cried when I saw them. Didn't you know that I was a little spoiled when I was with them? I got hurt like this, sure crying when I told my mom and dad." Arana said lying easily and seemed like a natural action without the slightest awkwardness in it.

Alva naturally knew that Arana was lying. Together with Arana all this time to make him know what is the habit of Arana. With the attitude of Alva who loved to observe, she could research Arana very easily and deeply. Like when she was daydreaming, the girl would play both her hands in a faint circular shape. When Arana is nervous, her fingers will curl up, so Arana sometimes choose to hide both hands behind her body. When Arana lies, her manic will narrow slightly, and without realizing it, Arana will always scratch the thumb of her left hand using the other finger index and middle finger of her left hand.

Right now, seeing Arana's fingers rubbing her thumb made Alva sure that she was lying, but Alva did not want to expose her lie.

"really? Oh, my God, my wife's promise." Say Alva while scrambling Arana's mane fondly.

Alva turned around and calmly greeted Lidia and Michael as a salute. Alva then sat down.

"nav ... Alana's hurt like that, what's really going on?" ask Lydia.

Alva furrowed her brows. "I think Nana told me about it to mom and dad."

"Actually, there's a misunderstanding going on here. When Nana's friends lured Nana to the club to chat and play together, Nana who was going to the bathroom was suddenly stopped by someone who thought Nana was the paid woman she was calling. That's why ..."

Alva explained that according to real events, but Alva never once raised the topic of stimulants consumed by Arana, which made him tired of fighting so that he got so much physical violence. Arana also did not say anything, just silently and calmly leaned her body towards Alva who was casually embracing her waist, ignoring the changes in Lydia and Michael's expressions were actually unsightly by both Alva and Arana.

Arana looked at them, and calmly closed her eyes.

Arana, wants to stay and doesn't want to accept what she shouldn't.