My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 106: Menstruation And Sanitary Pads

"Al, I'm tired. We're going home, okay?" arana Pinta.

Alva looked at Arana and smiled with a smile while nodding her head calmly. "Feary already? Alright."

Alva and Arana stood up, as Alva spoke with a professional smile that she always displayed for cooperation. It was completely inversely proportional to the smile he usually showed Arana. "Ma, pa. It's late at night, we're going back to the apartment for a break."

Lydia stood up, followed by Michael.

"Why don't you stay here, son?" haggle with that middle-aged woman.

Arana shook her head calmly "There's something to do at home, ma. Me and Alva have something to talk about and it's not good to talk about it here. It's night after all, we don't want to bother mama and papa to take care of us tonight. So, we'll be back."

Alva nodded her head, indicating that she approved of Arana's words and said, "Mama and papa don't have to drive. We'll go alone."

After a farewell, Arana and Alva travel together away from the mansion, to disappear behind the front door, under the gaze of Lydia that is difficult to interpret. The woman squeezed her hands together, and looked towards Michael who did not take his gaze away from the documents in his hands. "Pa, this ..."

Lydia was at a loss for her words and could not continue for a while, before Michael's cold voice interrupted her. "Rest first, I'll catch up."

Lydia looked at Michael for a few seconds before she sighed and nodded her head, and walked up the stairs to her room. Leaving behind Michael who did not change his pose in the slightest.

...***...

Arriving in the apartment some time ago, Arana and Alva have been lying on the bed and ready to sleep. Leaning in Alva's arms, Arana daydreamed for a while, and she suddenly revealed her thoughts after five minutes had passed.

"Darling," called him.

"Hm?"

Arana glanced at Alva who was reading the documents on the Ipad screen and immediately said, "I want to practice martial arts. What can?"

Hearing her, Alva turned her head and looked at Arana with a bit of surprise. Arana didn't think much at first. But since this incident, Arana thinks that she is too weak even to defend herself. Arana wants to improve her martial skills, so that she can keep herself from bothering Alva in the future.

"Self? What kind of self-defense do you want?" ask Alva.

Arana was surprised that Alva would agree that easily, so Arana did not waste the opportunity and immediately replied. "Taekwondo."

Alva seemed to think of something and seemed to contact someone. "Hello, sister Maria?"

[Oh, Alva? Is there anything I can help you with?]

Alva glanced at Arana who was displaying a curious face and could not help but reach out and rubbed Arana's face. "My wife wants to learn taekwondo. Of course it's private, can you?"

[Your wife? Of course you can! Whynot? Can training hours begin? I recommend every afternoon at 5. That was my best time. But if your wife sets any clock, I'm ready.]

"In a moment," Alva lowered her phone and asked Arana. "Sister Mary offers exercises every afternoon at five o'clock. Can you?"

Arana nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and made Alva cackle with amusement. "My wife agreed, brother. Please decide the place, but it would be better to practice in my apartment so that my wife doesn't have to go out."

[So indulgent, huh? All right, I'll be there next week. Do not forget to prepare for training.]

"Hm." Muttered Alva.

After the conversation, Arana is in a good mood and happily embraces Alva who never once felt uncomfortable with her efficacious attitude. Alva hopes that Arana will always and always be spoiled for him. "Thank you, darling~"

"No need to thank you, baby. I'll do anything for you." Sincere Alva while closing his eyes.

...***...

Today Arana and Alva are taking a walk.

Having a day off, Alva invites Arana to breathe the air outside the room. The garden near the apartment became their destination. With the reason that the trip becomes romantic as well as healthy, both do not use the car and walk towards the park. Wrapped in maroon-red long sleeves and white trousers, Arana steps side by side with Alva wearing a white shirt with a black jacket, matching her trousers.

"Darling, let's sit." Take Alva while pulling Arana's hand.

Arana nodded her head, sat quietly beside Alva and calmly let Alva enjoy the scenery around her. Arana was at a loss for her words and cheerfulness. There was an uncomfortable premonition that plagued him at this moment. His stomach felt extremely painful, and sweat slowly flooded his forehead.

Arana swallowed her saliva and faintly pressed down on her stomach which felt a little cramping, and it became painful as time went on.

"It's really good, isn't it, baby?" Alva turned his head, about to see Arana's reaction when he found the strangeness of his wife.

His face was slightly pale, and he looked in pain while holding his stomach. "Darling? What's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Arana looked at Alva doubtfully, and opened her lips to let out a soft squeak. "Al, it looks like I ..."

Just about to say something, Arana's face got worse when she felt a weirdness on her bottom. He looked down doubtfully, before being surprised when he saw the red stain on his pants. Seeing him, Alva was stunned.

"You ... is coming the moon?" tanya Alva made Arana nod her head.

Alva wisely immediately took off her jacket, and tied it to Arana's waist. He helped Arana to stand up. "Let's go home."

Unfortunately, the cramping of his stomach made Arana's body lose its strength. His body was limp, and he leaned helplessly on Alva. "sick."

Alva had a trace of panic on her face, and she quickly carried her body crouching in front of Arana. "Dear, I'll carry you."

"But, Al ..." doubts Arana.

Alva urges Arana. "Well, honey, yeah?"

Persuaded like that, Arana inevitably went up to Alva's sling. The broad and sturdy back of Alva carries the warmth of her body. Her heartbeat rang out as Arana put her head on her back. Alva positions Arana's body for a slight rise, and Arana circles her hands around Alva's neck, hiding her face dented by Alva's neck.

The refreshing aroma of mint.

...***...

Laying Arana in a sofa, Alva immediately asked her how she was. "Darling, is it still sick?"

Arana nodded. "Al, could you please get me a pad in the drawer? I have to wear it before I dirty the couch."

Hearing that, without being told twice, Alva immediately walked quickly to the table with many drawers, and ransacked into it. Five minutes passed, and all the drawers had Alva unloaded. It's not that Alva doesn't know what a sanitary pad looks like, but he really doesn't find it in the drawer. And there were only boxes of medicines and other items stored.

"There's no dear!" report to the surprised Arana.

"Ah? Is it over?'

Arana was supposed to be shopping next week, but she didn't expect that she would have an early arrival while her shield had run out from the start. With this attack, Arana was worried that she would dirty many places, even this sofa.

"I'll buy it at the front. Wait a minute, honey." The word Alva made Arana a little stunned.

Picking up her phone, Alva quickly ran out leaving Arana who still could not react for some time. Moving her legs at a fast speed, Alva had reached the elevator. He pressed the elevator button, waiting for the elevator to come and enter before pressing the first floor button. Two minutes waiting, the elevator door opened and Alva hurriedly ran out, ignoring the confused gazes of the other apartment dwellers.

Crossing the road, Alva entered the minimarket and immediately met the minimarket guard. "Brafter, where?"

Alva's breathing was still a little heavy as it had just run to shorten the time. The woman across the table was stunned, before with a professional smile directed Alva towards the shelf in question.

There were various types of pads in front of him, and Alva became momentarily absent-minded. There are so many and ... which one does Arana wear?

Alva frowned, and firmly said to the minimarket guard. "Take one for each type and wrap it immediately!"

"My wife is waiting for me!"