My Beloved Arana's

My Beloved Arana's
Chapter 41: Just You



Lying on the bed, Arana looked at the ceiling of her room before moving to tilt her body looking at Alva who was almost asleep.


"Va." Call slowly. But Alva who had not fully slept turned her head, looked at her and responded with a mutter. "Hm?"


Arana hesitated for some time, before calmly starting to say, "If working without a contract of employment, is it possible?"


Alva who had been watching Arana started talking. "It could have been approved by both sides. Although it does not use a written contract, it can be agreed along with an oral contract. What's wrong?"


Arana answered subconsciously in a soft voice. "I want to know. If suddenly disappear—"


"I mean, if all of a sudden there's something that makes me unable to work anymore, whether that contract can be cancelled without a penalty or something." The correction.


Alva tilted her body towards Arana and placed her hand on the girl's waist. He came closer and closed his eyes. "It has to be communicated together. It's night, sleep, baby."


"Mn, okay." Arana Mumbles.


He had been thinking about it for a few days. Arana could not refuse the offer that had been her dream since childhood. No matter how logical it was to resist for the convenience of his plan, his heart forced him to accept it. People say, follow your heart. And Arana admitted, she had lost to follow what her heart had said.


She wanted to design her own dress.


She wants to sew her own clothes.


He wants to work with those who love what he loved a long time ago.


One can say Arana is selfish. But this time, Arana wants to do what she wants. Even though his identity was kept secret at work, he wanted to stay there. She has a figure like her grandmother. A woman is trustworthy, and Arana wants to trust her to help her keep her secret if she works there later. As long as no one is aware that he works there, he'll be fine, right? After all, she doesn't have to always be there to work on designs or patterns.


Reclining a smile, Arana starts to close her eyes and gradually, accompanied by the soothing sound of the music box on the table, she starts to fall asleep and fall into dreamland, when Alva suddenly opens her eyes.


...***...


"What's? || What?" Arana.


Arana asked, "You're serious? || Are you serious?"


Someone across there replied in a careless tone. [Jeez, I'm serious, Rana! I'm going on holiday to Jakarta for a whole week. Spending my day with the most annoying lecturer's courses makes me dizzy! I need refreshing, so I'm going on vacation. Actually, you go anywhere, okay!]


Arana smiled happily. "I'm glad to hear you're going on vacation here, but I'm sorry about the reason for your vacation. Want me to pick you up, Amber? "


"By the way, where are you going to stay all this time? "


[Can I just stay in your apartment? I was afraid to be alone in the hotel, and I had no relatives there.]


Arana was a little hesitant. This is not the apartment, but if only to stay for a few days, Alva will not mind, right? There is an empty room in this apartment. 2 Rooms are empty. "I'll ask Alva's permission first. It should be fine to let you stay for a few days."


Amber's words made Arana shudder in horror. He was once angry with Amber and decided to ignore her for a few days. But the girl terrorized him with an apology that frightened him. In the end he forgave Amber and the girl went back to normal behavior without terrorizing her again. At least Arana learns from experience, to never make Amber think of terrorizing her, or it's really worse than getting a red score in a daily replay of math..


"What time are you about to arrive? So I can pick you up." Ask Arana.


Amber answered. [About half an 8am. You can wait for me in front of the airport park. You don't get tired of waiting inside. I can also find you.]


Arana thought about it and agreed. "alright. Be careful on Amber's journey. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."


[Alright! See you, Rana!]


Arana nodded involuntarily even though Amber could not see it. "Yes, see you, Amber."


Rising from the sofa, Arana walked quickly to Alva who was sitting relaxed reading a book accompanied by a glass of americano balconied. The man wore a short-sleeved shirt and trousers that made his appearance look younger and relaxed. Today, Alva is taking a leave of absence. So, he did not go to the company. As CEO, it does not mean Alva is free to take time off. Alva holidays are also scheduled for twice a month for regular holidays. If there is an urgent interest, then Alva takes urgent leave.


After all, everyone needs a break from their work. Especially as CEO, Alva's job is not small. He is a busy man.


Standing behind Alva and grabbing her shoulder, Arana silently started massaging Alva. Alva who was turning the pages of the book opened her voice. "What's the matter, baby?"


Oh, a very sensitive husband!


Arana started explaining what she wanted. "Look, baby. You remember Amber?"


"Sure, he's your best friend, isn't he? What's wrong with her?" Alva asked, looking at Arana, who was now holding her hands together and hesitating to speak.


"Tomorrow my friend will come to Jakarta. That, can he stay here?" Ask Arana. "She's a woman, her Indonesian is not very good, and she has no relatives here. I'm worried if he stays in a hotel alone. Can it? Just a few days."


Arana sees Alva closing her book and seems to put on a thoughtful expression. Arana's heart pounded nervously, and her hands clutched together, clutching to channel her nervousness


Alva glanced at Arana, and at the end she smiled. "Of course I can. He's your best friend, so he's also my friend, of course he can stay the night."


"After all," Alva grabbed Arana's hand. "This is our home although I will always allow you to do something with this apartment even without my permission, but I'm glad you asked me for permission, baby."


Arana frowned. "Are you, my husband? Isn't it natural for a wife to always ask permission from her husband?"


Alva blinked for a few times before publishing a smile and laughter. "Haha! Yes, I'm sorry. My wife is really nice and sweet. I just like you more."


"Just you."