My Beloved Arana's

My Beloved Arana's
Chapter 14: The Perfect Wedding Dress



Some days go by quickly. For Arana, those few days were completely tasteless, and when she realized it, she had been in front of the makeup mirror, waiting for the wedding to take place. Arana did not understand, but her chest rumbled. It was as if he was nervous, no, actually he was indeed nervous and a little anxious.


"Grandmother, is Rana's decision correct?" His mind while squeezing both hands in front of his chest.


The wedding is held in a magnificent building that is intended for weddings. It takes a couple of months for a couple to be able to rent this fantastic precious place. But, it is worth the money that has been spent, the decorations and all the small details are noticed by the entire staff of workers. The Wedding Organization prepares the event very well. Luxurious arrangement of white and red flowers, with white table and dazzling glass size by soft and warm blue colored lights. Each glass and air vents are considered, making sure that on that morning, everyone feels comfortable and feels the happiness that is also conveyed by each of the two extended families.


Arana took a breath, trying to calm herself down. In the room of the bride who has a white feel and is filled with white roses that symbolize loyalty and sincerity, Arana occasionally looks at herself reflected in a mirror. Oh, how beautiful she is there.


Arana is not narcissistic, if it can be understood, it's an irony. There she is, but what others see, she is Alana. They know that this is Alana's wedding, and not Arana's. They only know that she is the girl that Alva loves, not a woman who is even forgotten and abandoned by her family to live alone in the world.


Will Arana be able to retain her identity from Alva? Even if she could, until when did she have to take Alana's position and become Alva's fake wife?


"Grandma, Arana's scared. Arana please, strengthen Rana." His mind closed his eyes. Wishing all his grievances to his Lord and to his grandmother.


"Wine! How'this?"


Hearing the commotion from the direction of the dressing room, Arana turned her head and got up to her feet. Stepping closer with the impulse of curiosity. The pair of beads widened at the sight of the dress she was supposed to be wearing today, torn to pieces on many sides, almost shattered. "What's this about? Why did the dress come to this?! " His surprise made the two workers at Katrina's boutique turn their heads in shock, a little jolted.


"I-I'm sorry, miss! Sa-When we went to pick up the hood of the dress, her dress—" She couldn't continue her words as she cried.


"Miss Karina will definitely be very sad, hikss.. This dress he has made attentively for the wedding of the lady, hiks.. Sorry, miss, hiks.." The girl cried, and the younger one calmed down beside her, but put on an anxious, sad and fearful face. "The show will start in 2 hours. If, if you don't wear a dress, how can you do a wedding? While Miss Karina is not in this town."


Arana stared without being able to say. How'this? Now the dress is broken, and the wedding will be in 2 hours. Shouldn't he panic?


That's crazy, he's freaking out!!


"No other dresses you've brought?" The question was answered by the brown-haired one. "She, lady. We accidentally brought it in a box. However, the dress was an old model, and not as pretty as this dress. The dress was also a little overdone on the decoration."


The two looked at each other for a while, before nodding their heads and rushing to carry out what Arana had ordered. The reason Arana did not want this problem to be known, because Arana did not want to make the atmosphere become chaotic due to anxiety and panic. Arana may not be a detective or a cop who can look into a case, but Arana knows that she——ralat, Alana was targeted by someone. The reason the person did this was probably to provoke for this marriage to be postponed, or even to think that Alana would be humiliated. Or even in Arana's worse mind, planning to go buy a dress and party is destroyed because she is trapped by traffic jams or severely held in the locker room. However, Arana smiled.


"For what's my full value on all the maples and designs if I can't solve this problem?" Arana Mumbles.


"I'm sorry stranger, I won't let you ruin my marriage! Oops, I mean, Alana's wedding!" His determination.


...***...


"Why hasn't Ala appeared yet?" Alva asked the mother who was standing next to him, ready to start the event.


The mama——woman paras ayu with a brownish mane, shaking her head. He looked at the clock in his hand, and madam Erlangga immediately said, "Mama will catch up with him."


"Oh, it doesn't seem necessary, ma." Mr. Erlangga said, pointing towards another line of red carpet that Arana will pass to go to Alva.


Both looking. Stunned to find Arana standing there. The pair of beads drooped a little. Her lips were naturally pink with reddish cheeks and strands of caramel hair styled in such a way. With the addition of hair extensions, the enchanting hair loop managed to make anyone who saw it will be stunned. How beautiful.


But what is special is the dress. Everyone who is aware will know that the dress she wears is different from the results of their prewedding photos that are used as the background of the entrance. A long white dress wrapped around her body looked unique, it was almost incomprehensible how one could make it. With a long tail and widened like a tapestry full of charm. Her slender arms were exposed, but her tie-neck was shielded in a winding white cloth adorned with white roses. In fact, it was so real that the butterfly, perched around the white rose ornate dress.


"Very pretty."


Alva muttered involuntarily. Turned her eyes to look at him. Arletta Delliska looked at her son in silence. In fact, he never liked the girl his son had chosen. The haughty, arrogant and ignorant girl was nothing more than a tool used by her family for business relationships. But Arletta also knew, on the other hand, that her son loved the girl, thus making her blind to the girl's ugliness.


Looking ahead, Arletta sighed silently. But she couldn't help but know that the girl in front of her was very pretty. Really pretty.