My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 142: The Scheme

One week later

Those pair of eyes were staring straight ahead. Television has been broadcasting news of a major case that made the public furious and feel so deceived. Emotions and anger of the community made some groups protest that led to order. However, when a person was driven out of the car to prison, the community and the families of the victims immediately showered him with harsh and cruel words, but could not cover the suffering they felt.

"Killer!"

"Basic killer! Disgusting pests like you deserve the death penalty!"

"Return my son! Give me back the boy you killed!"

"Basic rubbish!"

Arana could not help but sigh heavily, lowered her gaze and stared at her phone blankly for a few seconds. He turned to look at Alva sitting next to him, also looking at him with a pair of black beads that could always attract Arana in affection.

"You must be surprised, dear." Alva.

Arana nodded her head. "Yes, I was just a little surprised and unexpected."

"That man is a picture of uncertainty, dear. We can't judge a person by his appearance."

Arana stared at Alva for some time before calmly nodding her head. "I understand, Al."

"Then get some rest, baby. I'll work a little while to take care of some paperwork for tomorrow's meeting at the office."

Hearing Alva's words, Arana nodded. Giving a hug to Alva before she lay down on the bed. "Don't sleep too late, Al."

"Good baby." Alva kissed Arana on the forehead and said, "Beautiful dream, my dear."

Arana muttered, looking at Alva who walked out of her room before closing her eyes and trying to sleep. Alva who saw Arana had closed her eyes slowly closed the door and stepped towards her study. He closed the door of the room where he spent a lot of time thinking before he grabbed his phone.

[I've seen the news on the internet. Good job, son!]

"I thank my aunt. Thanks to aunt's help, we can also find out that she was the perpetrator of the bartender's murder who mixed Arana's drink."

Flashbacks

Two days ago

Cella was sitting on the bench of the garden in her home relaxed when a car came into her building. He lowered his frame of glasses and looked at the car before calmly reading the monthly magazine in his hand.

"I have important information."

The sound came straight as soon as the car door was closed. Cella asked without taking her eyes off the magazine in her hands. "What's wrong?"

"My men have found the bartender's location."

"Where is he? Is he still alive?"

"No, he's dead. He was found in a suitcase inside the city border. His condition was so severe that it could not be recognized, but there was still evidence there. Including CCTV footage of the car carrying the suitcase was restricted. Although the streets were dark, there was still some evidence. My men have sent anonymous messages to the police there, just waiting for Alva's next plan." Said Alard sitting next to Cella, who was bounded by a round table containing cold drinks and some of Cella's favorite snacks.

Cella nodded her head and grinned amusedly. "It's awful. She was so strong that she could kill a man. Obsession makes it so creepy, ya~"

"If she's looking for trouble with someone else, I won't care. However, he dared to put his hand on Nana, and I won't be able to let that happen."

Alard chewed on his mouth cookies, leaned against a stool and crossed his legs as he muttered, "You take great care of the child, yes."

"Yes, it's just, you did spoil her so much. You don't even treat Arse like this."

"Arse is a boy." Cella said, "As soon as she graduates, she will continue your business. Of course I can't spoil him."

"That's great." Mumbled Alard.

"By the way, where's Jake?" Ask Alard.

Cella pointed at her house. Seeing him, Alard got up and stepped towards the house as Cella said while looking at him. "Don't fuck with my husband, all right?"

Alard just spread his shoulders indifferently and grinned. "Maybe I'll just touch her a little bit."

Afterwards, Alard leaves Cella chuckling outside. "Alard shit!"

He snorts and grabs his phone before sending Alva a message about what Alard told him. Over there, Alva received it immediately. His pair of black beads looked at the barrage of words that Cella had sent out as she seriously thought about what she was going to do next.

But then, the next day there was news that Alana was admitted to the hospital due to a fall, and had to get intensive care at the hospital. Only a few people were allowed to visit, and his condition was really weak.

"He's gonna be okay, right?" Ask Alva to Angga.

Angga nodded his head. "I guarantee she'll be okay."

...***...

There was a cold silence of the night. Several nurses were seen walking around before disappearing behind the walls of the hospital. In those hours, all the patients had fallen asleep. Nurses only go around checking on patients before returning to rest in the nurse's room.

The shadow moves. The sound of his footsteps was muffled by the shoes with foam subordinates. His steps led him to a room. White painted door with glass in the middle, to see the inside. The woman confirmed the room number and calmly opened the door, and slowly closed it.

He stepped towards the bottom of the bed and looked at the name stuck there.

Alana.

He stood beside the bed and looked at the figure lying behind him. The brown mane of the shoulder entered his sight. His pair of manics narrowed hatefully before he took something out of his pocket. An injection with a white liquid was in his hand. He glanced at the infusion hose and then quickly injected the liquid into the infusion bag and opened the infusion valve to allow the liquid to flow faster.

Her lipstick lips slowly turned. "Take it, Alana."

When he was about to turn around, a bright light lit up from the room. The lights that lit made him widen his eyes, especially when he saw the figure of two people standing in front of the door. From behind him, a sound of clumsiness sounded.

"He really showed up."

The figure turned his head and looked at the figure of Flora who was taking off the wig she was using with a pair of widened eyes. He immediately lowered his head and hid his face behind the hood of his jacket.

Alva's steps stared at the figure. Her pair of black beads shot at the woman with a cruel and dangerous gaze that even made Flora who was sitting in bed feel a slight shudder in horror.

"So you're the one."

The woman's hand trembled slightly, before weakly falling down and she looked up and grinned. "I got caught."

Behind him, Erlan's bead widened slightly. It was completely inconceivable who was currently in front of him, someone who was trying to kill Alana and cause the tension that had existed all along.