My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 137: Good News

When she opened her eyes, the only thing Arana felt was the pain in her stomach and waist. Arana slightly grimaced when she felt pain that attacked her lower abdomen. Arana slightly tilted her body, curled up and squeezed her stomach gently, trying to endure the pain she felt. Although it did not feel so painful, Arana who did feel that her body was limp lately felt it with a little more intense.

"Who? Nana's? What's wrong with you, honey?"

Arletta initially intends to call Arana to take her to breakfast. But once he entered, he found Arana appeared to display an uncomfortable face. Arletta approached Arana, sat down on the bed and gently rubbed Arana's head resting on a pillow. "Nana why? It hurt?"

Arana nodded a little. "Nana's stomach is a little crampy, mama. Nana's waist hurts a little too."

"Are you going to have a guest, baby?" Arletta's question made Arana shake her head. "Nana doesn't know, ma. Nana thought it was still a few more days before as usual. But maybe it's because Nana's a little tired so her schedule is ahead of the bias."

Arletta understandingly nodded her head and gently rubbed Arana's mane to calm her down. Arana closed her eyes and felt comfort in her body. Once upon a time, when he felt uncomfortable, he, he always lay on the lap of the grandmother and the grandmother would stroke and rub his head like this which would make him sleep comfortably and then it would be better after waking up.

"Mama, thanks.." Arana's murmur made Arletta smile. "Why thank you mom?"

Arana shook her head slowly and curled up a little more. "Mama's very warm."

"Let's get some water, okay? Nana just lay down."

Arana nodded. "Sorry Nana is troubling mom."

"Don't say that. You'll never trouble anyone in this family, son." Arletta smiled before stepping out to get some water to drink for Arana who looked at Arletta and felt very warm in her heart.

...***...

Elsewhere, Alva was sitting on her lap when a thought flashed across her mind. He grabbed his phone and contacted Erlan who in a few rings was immediately picked up by the owner of the number.

[Hello, boss? What's up?]

"Don't show up in front of me all day."

Alva's statement made Erlan who was across there immediately feel a sense of confusion and asked in an unconvinced tone. [Why boss? Strange, suddenly saying that?]

Alva turned the page of his document and said, "I don't know. Just don't show up in front of me all day. I don't want to see you. If you have a file to take care of, just leave it to someone else to bring it to me. Just, don't show up in front of me."

[What if I keep showing up in front of you?]

Alva seemed to have a serious expression on her face. "If you show up in front of me, maybe I'll shave your hair off."

Afterwards, Alva switched off the phone and calmly put the phone back on the table before returning to work quietly. He grinned happily and with a good mood flipped sheet by sheet of documents in front of him.

...***...

Alva has had several meetings and several meetings. During that time also he who is usually accompanied by Erlan, now accompanied by Siska the secretary who replaced Erlan due to orders from the Alva that forbid Erlan appeared in front of him. Alva is walking in her employee's office. The spacious room was only limited to the waistline of an adult and people could communicate with each other by rewinding their stools or standing up.

Alva stopped his steps which made Siska also stop his steps. There is a map in his arms that contains meeting materials some time ago.

"What's up, sir?" Ask Siska.

Alva pointed at the desk of an employee. There was an employee who was enjoying a small bowl of ice cream. "I want ice cream."

"I want ice cream." Alva happily repeated his statement. "Soda strawberry flavor."

Siska further rounded her lips. "There really is such a taste, sir?"

If the man asks for a normal taste like chocolate, vanilla or just strobery, Siska can get it easily. But the taste of Strawberry Soda?

Alva. "Come on, please find it and bring me to my room as soon as it's done."

Alva then stepped into her room, leaving her sculpted Siska, still trying to figure out why and how to find Ice cream with the taste of strawberry soda. In the end, Siska called the kitchen and asked the chef to make the ice cream that Alva wanted. Armed with the knowledge of the chef and capital, desperate, some chefs in the company's kitchen make ice rolls made from strobery juice and a mixture of soda and gelatin that is flattened and put in the freezer in a freezing point and shaved with a spoon before being put in a bowl.

In the end, that day Alva was able to eat strawberry ice cream soda.

Alva was scooping ice cream into her mouth when Siska was busy reading her schedule for the next week, discussing which parts could be changed when Alva's phone rang. Alva stopped her activities and grabbed her phone, and saw her name on the screen.

"Hello, ma?"

[Alva, go home now!]

"What's the matter ma? Mama sounds so happy? Is something going on?" Alva smiled as she scooped back the ice cream.

[You will be a father.]

Alva's hand stopped when she heard her mother's words. As the mother continued her words, the spoon in her hand fell and slammed on the cold floor.

[Nana's pregnant, Nan! Nana pregnant first granddaughter mom and dad! Mama is so happy, Nan!]

Alva's bead widened and she froze for some time. Her brain was processing what she had just heard and when she reacted, Alva covered her lips with a pair of beads that shone so brightly. His heart pounded very hard and an incredible sensation flowed out from his heart.

Siska looked at Alva in confusion as she was also shocked to the point of widening her eyes when she heard Alva's exclamation. "Nana's pregnant?!"

"My wife is really pregnant, ma?!"

During his work with Alva, in Siska's view, Alva was a cool, polite, authoritative and decisive leader. Each of his actions is carefully calculated and Siska even feels that Alva is an emotionless machine image. But on several occasions after Alva introduced his wife as Alva's wife, Siska saw another attitude from Alva.

The man is not an emotionless robot. Because right now, Siska was clearly able to see the matchless happiness that could not be contained in a pair of black eyes that sparkled like that star.

Alva, never smiled so happy and wide to anyone but his beloved wife.

...***...

Someone was standing near the door of Alva's slightly open room. She wore a black shirt and a long light blue skirt with heels as high as five centimeters. His pink lips furrowed for a while before he muttered in a faint voice.

"So she's pregnant?"