My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 48: Pain In Her Heart

It has been 3 days since Alva became ill, and 2 days since Amber returned to Melbourne.

Within two days, Arana took care of Alva painstakingly. Making him porridge, helping him take medicine, helping him to the bathroom, waiting for him to sleep for the man to sleep comfortably. Arana even stayed up late to replace Alva compresses.

As a result, today the man is sitting in the dining room seat. His face was a little sleepy and still had a black trace under both eyes, but his condition had improved considerably without having to go to the hospital or call a private doctor. His head was no longer dizzy, and although his body was still a little weak, Alva was able to just walk around the house to breathe fresh air.

Arana's grandmother always said that fresh air is good for sick people. That's why when Arana's grandmother was sick, Arana always took her around the house using a wheelchair.

"Darling, I'm hungry." Alva said as she held her stomach.

From behind, Arana poured warm porridge into the bowl. "Attent, Al. It's ready."

Adding a watered slice of meat to the porridge, Arana brought it before Alva. "Porridge again?"

"Darling~ I want to eat spaghetti."

Arana shakes. "You're still in the process of healing, Al. You can't eat heavy foods like spaghetti. This porridge is more nutritious because I make it directly with fresh ingredients. So, honey. Don't whine and eat too much."

Alva's lips are throbbing. It does not reflect his age of 24 years. Watching Alva eating in distress, Arana smiled. Walk back to the pantry and take the same bowl of porridge as Alva. As soon as he returned, Alva looked at him.

"Why do you eat porridge?"

Arana bribed and smiled. "I have promised you. In any case, I will always accompany you. So, if you feel unfair because you have to eat porridge, I will accompany you to eat porridge."

Arana smiled until she showed her white teeth. "That's his name together in joy and sorrow."

Hearing what Arana said, Alva was almost speechless. At first, knowing that Arana and Alva are twins, Alva thinks Arana will be just like Alana. Even though in the data she got she was a great girl, she thought it was some kind of face she had, for people to like her.

But after some time with Arana, Alva begins to feel that Arana is completely different from Alana.

He is a hard worker. He was confident, yet he was not arrogant. She had talent, her face was beautiful yet she was humble. Even the information from Flora made him realize that Arana is indeed very good, to be able to make Flora like him.

She's good at cooking. Alva will clearly admit if the cuisine that Arana made is the best. It could even be said to be better than the cuisine of the aunt who had always cooked for her family. He did not want to trouble others to clean the apartment, and clean everything with his own power. From the CCTV that has been installed in several corners of the apartment since the beginning, Alva can know that Arana enjoys her activities and does not feel it is a hassle.

He did all the housework as if it was a responsibility he had.

The other thing is that Arana never uses the money she gives, when it should be if it is Alana, will only look one-sidedly at the given currency.

Arana obviously married him not for treasure. That's reinforced by the logic he took if actually Lidia and Michael who told Arana to get married in place of Alana to keep their company safe and growing.. Otherwise, why would they bother to go look for her beloved daughter's twin a few days before the wedding?

And how Arana and Amber communicated through messages that night.

Alva wants to avenge his sister.

But the girl in front of him was completely innocent. He never even once cared for again before being needed for this marriage. The poor girl who was somehow left to live alone, faced the reality of life that made her have a heart as firm as steel with the joy she had.

"Darling, do you like me?" That question Alva asked Arana who was bribing the porridge into her mouth.

Arana turned her head, swallowed and nodded steadily. "I like you. Why the hell?"

"Do you love me?" Not heeding Arana's question, Alva again asked, which made Arana a little confused. Arana hesitated a little, before answering with a smile. "I love you, my dear~"

"How about you, do you love me?"

Does Alva love him?

Alva won't beat around the bush. He will not deny or deny the feelings that arise in his mind. The thumping feeling and comfort that made him want to continue to hold the person in front of him to continue to be by his side. Keep on with him and just rely and trust him. Itulau that Alva felt.

Clenching her hands, Alva stared right into Arana's honey iris and said in a low voice filled with confidence. "I love you."

Yes, Alva loves him.

And that, just Arana. Arana Canyelier is simple, kind and the only Arana.

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Arana's face was still flushed as she returned the dirty bowl to the kitchen. Standing in front of the sink, Arana was a little dazed when she saw the water flowing from the tap. His mind floated, and he felt ashamed for some reason when he heard Alva's words.

His gaze seemed to be staring at her, soft, and full of sincerity that impelled Arana's heart to rustle.

But the next second, his hand grabbed his chest and grabbed his shirt. Her chest feels tight. His heart is like a needle when he remembers that someone loved by Alva is saidari twin, Alana. Arana bit her lower lip, and her face displayed pain and discomfort. He wanted to breathe, but it was as if something was blocking him, and disturbing him.

"Why?"

He said, "Why sick."

So why should she feel pain?