My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 43: Alva And Fever

"Ana, I slept with you tonight, huh? "

Amber's statement made Alva who was watching the company's data on her iPad screen turn her head and look at Amber. Her forehead slightly wrinkled faintly, but Alva patiently voiced her opinion to Amber. "My wife will of course sleep with me tonight, as usual."

Amber looked at Alva defiantly. "Of course because it's common. Ana and I, right, rarely meet, then we'll have a lot of conversation. It's between women, you~"

The tip of Alva's lips twitched. "How could that be."

Amber ignores Alva and turns to Arana. "Ana, tonight accompany me, dong! I have many stories to share with you! "

Arana gave a smile. "Okay!"

"Darling, tonight I'm with Amber, huh? Can, right?" Looking at Arana's gaze, Alva nodded, unwilling to put on a smile. "Can."

...***...

Ever since dinner, the girl started harassing Alva. Not physically disturbing or insulting and so on, but Amber prevents Alva from interacting with Arana a lot. Just as the Alva was about to ask Arana to get food, Amber first interrupted Alva and ended up with Arana who was to feed Amber. And Alva who could only sit idly eating the food that was nearby. Arana herself almost assume that Amber's attitude is only because of her pity, or indeed because the girl was very spoiled.

Things like feeding or stroking his head are common between Amber, Arana and Lily.

Alva glanced at Amber, and she dared to swear that she had seen the girl grinning while looking at her. Alva was dumbfounded, and her manic narrowed to look at Amber. For a moment the two sat face to face, before finally Amber who first cut off eye contact to sway spoiled to Arana.

"Ana, anyway you should visit me back when I come back later." Amber.

Arana looked at Amber and furrowed her brows faintly. Well, he'll be home later too. "Okay."

Alva opened her lips, about to say something before remaining silent with a matted face. The man chose to shift his attention back to the iPad in his hands, reading one by one important company documents that he had to check.

A quiet atmosphere came between them. Only the sound of the big television in front of them delivered a little noise. Arana and Amber sat on the back of the sofa, enjoying their snacks while watching the movie playing. The film is in Indonesian with English subtitles. So, Amber can understand it, but can also learn Indonesian.

That's what Amber used to do as long as they had free time.

"Rana, I want chocolate milk."

Arana turned her head quickly and the manic that intersected with the Amber bead was equally dilated. Amber closed her mouth involuntarily and cursed her thin mouth. Cold sweat runs down Arana and Amber's back. The two compactly glanced at Alva from the corner of their eyes.

The man still looked calm. Sitting on a single sofa to the left of Arana and several times caught sliding the screen IPadnya. Looks very focused.

"Ana, bu–make me chocolate milk, dong! " Tooling his words awkwardly, Amber gave an apologetic look to Arana who was still glancing at Alva at a glance. Make sure that the man did not hear the mistake Amber said earlier.

"Your chocolate milk is the best!" Amber said with his Indonesian language which accented thick foreign people. "Love ya, Ana!"

Arana rolled her eyeballs for a moment before getting up and stepping towards the kitchen. Amber glanced at Alva for a few seconds, before poking indifferently and grabbing the cookie setoples and continuing her flurry of movies. He even woke up when he arrived at the comedy section.

Unaware, behind Alva's half-closed hands, the man grinned amusedly.

...***...

Opening her manic, Arana blinked for a few times before taking a sitting position and stretching her slightly stiff body after sleeping. He turned his head, finding Amber sleeping in a supine position. The girl's blanket was exposed in vain.

Oh, Arana knows where the stiffness in her body comes from. Must have been a full night, Amber made it a warming bolster. Catching it between her hands and feet, doesn't leave enough room for Arana to move.

Hmm, Amber is to blame.

Glancing at the clock on the table, Arana found the alarm clock already showed the number six over twenty. Walking out of her room, Arana closes the door again, allowing Amber to enjoy her time swimming in the dream world. After all, this is the girl's vacation time. Waking up later is no problem.

Deciding to take a shower, Arana returns to her room and Alva's room.

"Alva?"

Arana member on the door. Surprised to find Alva lying on the bed with half a blanket over her body. Arana thinks Alva has left for the office. Did something happen to Alva?

Opening the manic, the pair of beads looked at Arana, but were not strong enough to move her tongue. Alva was silent with irregular breathing.

Since childhood, Alva was rarely ill. But once sick, Alva can barely do anything alone. His head was throbbing, his chest was hot, his lips were twisted and his body was sore as well. But Alva is a quiet child, even when she is sick, she does not whine or complain as much as other children. Her parents even had to force her to go to the hospital or call the family doctor to get her checked out.

Approaching Alva with a slight panic, Arana grew even more panicked when she touched Alva's forehead.

"It's hot!"

"Mnn~" Muttered faintly, Alva slightly furrowed her brows. His forehead was drenched in sweat, and his face flushed red due to his high body temperature.

"Fever? Jesus, wasn't he okay yesterday?" Muttering softly, Arana checked the heat of Alva's forehead and neck before making sure that her body was completely hot. Arana moves quickly justifying Alva's reclining position. The girl moved towards the kitchen, heated the water to keep it slightly warm and returned to compress the Alva.

Sensing the warm temperature clinging to her forehead, Alva forced her manic open slowly. "Sa–Honey?"