My Beloved Arana's

EPILOGUE

"Don't you take it long why, pa? Mama wants to carry Zhoe!"

In the main room of Cella's gathering house, Arletta stood beside Johan who was holding Zhoe who was looking at the two with a pair of cute flashing beads. Arana and Alva moved to Melbourne three months ago. Alva bought Arana's old house along with her grandmother-former housekeeper Michael, and is currently in the renovation stage to be a slightly wider building so that it can accommodate many people in it. Because since the birth of the twins Zhia and Zhoe, many people who came to their apartment, especially the parents of Alva and Cella who never absent came.

So in order to save time and comfort, Arana and Alva agree to stay with Cella while waiting for their new home to be completed.

In the main room that day, Cella along with Jasmine were playing with Zhia who was the younger sister of Zhoe who was being used as a material for Arletta and Johan just because she wanted to carry him. While Arana was sitting next to Alva Disofa near Cella and Jake.

Arana gently reviewed the smile as she turned her head as she felt a gentle touch in her hand. Alva looked at him and voiced in a smooth voice, "Follow me for a moment, huh?"

"Where's Al?" asked Arana who was a little confused.

Alva clasped his hands and smiled before saying to Arletta and Cella. "Mama, Cece, get Zhia and Zhio for a second?"

Cella who was helping Zhia drink ASI from the bottle replied without turning her head. "May it work." Which made Arana raise her eyebrows in confusion.

Arletta even raised both of her thumbs and smiled towards the two. "Excite, Nan!"

The still confused Arana is soon unwittingly dragged by the Alva towards the car and taken towards a place. Within half an hour of driving at an average speed, Alva opened the car and led the car door open. Arana quickly looked around and was a little surprised when she was in a place that was quite familiar to her. Alva took Arana to a step further and then stopped under a tree, on the edge of the lake reflecting the blue sky and beautiful became the main part of the Victorian Botanic Gardens. A site that has more than 1,000 species of plants from around the world spreading out on a lake that stretches gently under shady trees.

The green grass and the soft wind made Arana unable to hold her charm. Arana admiringly looked around her.

"I've been wanting to be here for a long time. It looks so beautiful." Arana Mumbles.

He looked around and was a little confused. "But why is there no one here at all, Al?"

Alva smile. "I rented this whole place just for us."

Arana slightly widened her eyes. But in the end he could not say anything because money did not mean to Alva how much he spent. Arana was about to look back and forth when Alva calmly pulled her hands together and held them, bringing the two to face each other. Arana looked at Alva in confusion before the man spoke with a gentle smile that never escaped her beautiful face.

"There are many things I am grateful for when I meet you."

"My sister's death because of Alana made me cultivate resentment and hatred towards her. From the beginning I tried to get close to her to make her suffer the false love I was going to give her and I was going to crush Alana to the point where she would not be able to survive, but you came and ruined all my plans."

Alva smile. "But you came not as an obstacle. You came as a guardian angel to me, Na. Someone who was able to get me out of that hellhole and lead me to a genuine happiness that I have not felt for a long time. That feeling that brought me to this point."

Arana looked at Alva and said back, "I'm sorry, Alva."

"When you answer you hate liars, I always have worries in my heart. At first I came without love, but once I got to know you and got closer to you, my heart could not lie that I loved you. But my fear makes me always cover it up, because I don't want you to hate me, Al."

Alva smiled back. "You were really asleep that time, huh?"

"Let's take that as the past, huh?"

Arana looked up and nodded her head while smiling. Alva then knelt down next to her feet which made Arana widen her eyes due to the guess in her heart of Alva's actions. The young man took out a white box from his pocket and opened it in front of Arana who closed his lips in a deep and incredulous manner.

"Will you be mine, Arana Canyelier?"

Arana could barely react for some time before she replied, "Absolutely I can say no?"

Alva grinned and took the ring while pairing it with Arana's sweet chase. "Of course not. Because you are my wife."

Afterwards, Alva pulls Arana into his arms and showers her with deep kisses filled with unparalleled affection, love, devotion and respect.

Ccr!

Far across the lake, Calvian crouched behind a tree and used her advanced camera to photograph every moment between the pair and sighed helplessly. "They make single people jealous. Some of the many people, why should I?"

"Fate, fate."

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"Mama."

Lydia who was behind the prison glass looked at Jasmine with a sad, empty and indescribable gaze. In front of her, Jasmine looked at Lidia with a cold and estranged look that made Lydia even more trembling.

"Something I want to ask."

Lydia looked at her two linked hands and nodded. Even her mother had used formal language on her. He was completely banished.

"Why did you separate Arana and make her live with Joana?"

Lydia frowned sadly. "That's Michael's request."

"On what basis?!"

"Michael loves Nadia, ma. Arana and Alana are Nadia's twin daughters along with Michael. At that time, I was in a relationship with Michael behind Nadia and made me quarrel with Nadia when she found out. I accidentally pushed him off the stairs because of my emotions. From that day on, Michael married me forcibly to replace Nadia and become the mother of Arana and Alana."

Lydia told me with regret and tears on her cheeks. "I never really intended to hurt Nadia, but things just happened."

"When I had to be Michael's wife, she took revenge on me for the death of Nadia, whom she loved. Then, he separated Arana and Alana so that the same thing did not happen again. Just like me and Nadia both love Michael in different ways."

Michael accidentally separates Arana and Alana. In his eyes, Alana grows into a person who is inferior to Arana, in terms of intelligence and even physical toughness. Just like how Nadia used to be under the shining Lydia. Alana's appearance since the beginning is similar to Nadia makes Michael more affectionate to Alana than Arana. The fear and trauma of Michael's heart scare him if Arana will grow up to be like Lydia, who can destroy Alana.

Although his theory is baseless.

Jasmine looked at Lidia with an indescribable gaze. The woman stood up and muttered, "The only regret in my life is you, Lydia. You even had the heart to separate me from my granddaughter all this time without my knowledge."

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One year later

The boy ran barefoot. His pair of legs that were injured by the pebbles he ignored. Her shabby clothes and dirty appearance made the people who met her immediately step aside and close their noses quickly, as if she was a pest to be avoided. His small feet did not stop running, and in his arms, the two loaves of bread he held tightly, as if they were everything he had.

"Thief !"

Behind him, a man firmly ran after him. His face displayed a trace of overwhelming anger and resentment. With rattan in his hand, he ran with the intention to bail out the child who stole the bread.

The boy ran, but in an instant tripped by someone's feet to make him fall into a hard and cold pavement. The boy grimaced, yet no tears came out of his eyes despite the blood flowing out of his knees, elbows and chin. The boy quickly got up and tried to grab his bread when a hand was outstretched and pulled the collar behind his neck and made him tiptoe as it was suffocated by his own clothes.

"Caught you too! Little thief !" The man shouted out loudly which made the attention of the people turn to him.

"*I didn't arrest you for money! But because you have to know how disciplined and responsible you are! Small children have become thieves! At least if you're starving you can ask, not steal! Basic news*n child* !"

The boy rebelled and bit the man's arm. He was violently thrown on the ground as the man howled in pain and raised the rattan in his hand with overflowing anger. "How dare you bite me! You rotten kid !"

When the stick was raised high, no one there was intent on helping. All just looked on sympathetically, but no one wanted to interfere. They passed as if they did not see them and even some glanced with disdain. The seven-year-old boy grimaced in pain and tried to get up on his feet when he noticed the rattan swinging towards him. The boy closed his eyes, preparing himself for the pain he was about to receive.

But after waiting for some time, the pain did not come. When she opened her eyes slowly, there was a hand pulling her into a hug along with a warm and firm voice that made her manic slightly widened.

"How dare you try to hit a little boy !"

The manic tried to look up, but his attention was first diverted to the man who tried to hit him. The man was held one hand by a young man wearing a jeans jacket and knee-length pants. Her bright red hair made her slightly dazed. Moreover, after the appearance of a man who appeared to be wearing an expensive shirt and pants material suit when the man stepped in front of him. "What's your reason for trying to hurt that kid ?"

The man tried to rebel from the young man's arm, but felt his arm squeezed by iron. He replied, "He stole the bread in the tree !"

"So it's just that problem ?"

"I'm not after the money! That kid is just too brazen with stealing! After all, he should be taught that stealing is not good !"

"By hitting him ?"

His cold voice brushed the boy's spine, but the warm touch on his arm made him feel warm for no reason. "The boy will be your business. Now you're gonna learn how to treat others well at the police station."

The man reached into something from his pocket and threw a bunch of money at the man. The huge amount of money made the man widen his mouth and hastily scooped up the money after his hands were freed.

"Are you hurt, son ?"

The boy looked up, still feeling a hug in his small body. Her pair of sweets saw a beautifully lined smile and a soft, smooth voice, "Now you are fine."

"What's your name, baby ?"

Her soft hands rubbed the stain on the child's face as she squatted, aligning her height with the child's height, as the child replied in a hoarse voice, "Kaiser."

"Kaiser? Are you alone ?"

Kaiser nodded his head in doubt. "I'm sorry for bothering you. That bread, it's my fault."

"Don't apologize, Kaiser. It's okay."

"Can you walk well? You're hurt bad. We have to go to the hospital."

Kaiser shook his head, hiding his face and expression behind his long bangs. "No, there's no need."

"Dear, let's just take it home. I'll call Angga to come."

"Yes carry him!"

Not yet had time to protest, a pair of sturdy arms raised him and carried him in a sling. He frantically tried to rebel down. He looked up and tried to look at everyone around him so he could tell he was okay, and they didn't have to carry him out of pity. But what Kaiser saw was still a sincere smile carved into the lips of the two.

"Al, don't daydream. Let's get Kaiser."

Alva smiled a smile listening to Arana's words. "Yes, honey. I was surprised because this kid is so handsome."

"Why are you taking me ?"

Alva smiled, patting Kaiser on the back. "Home, son."

Kaiser's bead widened and he whispered as Arana and Alva stepped in with him in Alva's arms. Bright, warm and soft atmosphere. And he whispered to his own heart. "Home ?"

WITH THIS EPILOGUE CHAPTER, MY BELOVED ARANA PERMITS PUTTING DOWN THE CURTAIN.

BABAY AND SEE YOU NEXT TIME~

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...Time out: 11 August 2023...

...Yogyakarta...