My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 24: Friendly Apartment Neighbors

After finishing breakfast, Alva was ready with a suit that he would wear to leave for his company. His left hand held his phone, pressed his teeth, and he seemed to be chatting with someone, when Arana was sitting on the couch, confused about what to do while Alva was still there. He can't clean, he can't water the plants, he can't go either.

"Yes, prepare the file for the meeting later." Alva's voice sounded resolute, and Arana propped up her chin, listening carefully, before she was moved to watch Alva suffer as she was about to wear her black tie.

Arana got up, walked over to Alva who was still talking to someone across the street. His outstretched hand grabbed the Alva tie and put it on after giving a smile to Alva. Alva noticed Arana's movements while talking to her secretary. "Make sure the ppt for the presentation is correct, I don't want the slightest mistake."

"Yes. The third."

Arana listened for a moment, but her hands were deftly pitched from the Alva. Perfect and neat sharp lines. Arana slipped her tie inside and tidied up her suit, making sure not to leave dust and dirt. Along with him lowering his hand, Alva finished closing. The man bowed and dropped a kiss on Arana's cheek in a soft voice. "Thank you, baby."

"I'm leaving." Alva said as she grabbed her suitcase bag.

Arana drove to the front door of the apartment. "Be careful on the road. Make sure not to forget your lunch."

Alva nodded. He walked a few steps, before turning his body. Arana was a little confused, and she asked. "Is there anything left?"

Alva nodded her head. Approaching Arana and leaving a kiss with her thin lips. Just a light kiss. "I forgot the morning kiss."

Looking at Arana's perfectly flushed face, Alva chuckled. "I'll be right back, baby."

Arana nodded. Only able to respond subconsciously, letting Alva give a final smile and pass away. The girl looked at Alva until she disappeared behind the hallway. He opened his lips and tried to catch his breath as neutral as possible. His face flushed to the base of his neck.

"Aigoo, young couple. Still very romantic." The voice made Arana turn her head, finding a middle-aged woman who was standing in front of the apartment door next to her apartment while carrying a paperbag in her hand. Arana greeted him with a smile. "Good morning, Mom."

The woman approached Arana and handed the package to Arana who received it in confusion. "Ah, Mom? What'sthis?"

"A little parcel for the new neighbor, as well as congratulations on your marriage. My name is Melisa, live in the room next to yours with my son. If you need anything, stop by. By the way, Mom's call is too formal, just call me sister." Say lady it's friendly—Melisa.

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Hours passed, Arana had just entered her apartment after visiting Melisa's apartment. Talked a lot with the 34-year-old.

Melissa is a photographer. Her husband is a director, who is currently filming overseas, and says he won't be coming home anytime soon. Their marriage produced a sweet heart, Melisa gave her the name Serine. Oh, Arana was a little stunned because Serine's name turned out to be for a handsome boy!

After much discussion with Melisa, the two agreed to become close friends because of their similar hobbies. Cooking and baking cakes. Arana who likes to draw is very interested in Melisa's camera shots, and out of nowhere, Melisa asks him to be her photo model if she has free time.

Oh, Arana doesn't really have a problem with that.

Satisfied with the play, Arana sees her slightly messy apartment after a mission she did this morning. The girl ruffled her waist before firmly picking up the apron and started to clean up all the mess she made. He washes dirty dishes and pots, before putting them down. Ten minutes later, Arana picked up a vacuum cleaner and began vacuuming around the sofa and on the floor visible to the naked eye.

Almost 20 minutes passed, Arana sat herself down after her apartment was clean and tidy.

"Hmm, it's still a long time before lunch." Arana muttered softly, putting on a thinking pose before she clapped her hands once. "I'll just draw!"

Running up the stairs, Arana walked towards her room. Opening the wooden cabinet, Arana pulls her suitcase. There was a box inside when he opened the black suitcase. When Arana opened the box after returning her suitcase, there was a neatly stored drawing equipment. Just a simple piece of equipment, a few sketchbooks, a small box of pencils, a pen and eraser, and a dye. Taking one book and a pen, Arana brought the two objects to her room, and sat back in a chair that was installed nicely there.

The view of the bustling city, the enchanting sky and the ant-like cars down there. Arana smiled, before scraping the ink onto the white paper in her hand.

"Beautiful!"