My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 67: You're Alana, Right?

No matter how many times the same question was asked of her, Alva would never hesitate to answer it. "I love Arana, ma."

Hearing what Alva said, Arletta could not help but feel some relief in her heart. After all, he had indeed never liked Alana even, he felt unwilling to give up his son to marry that ignorant and haughty girl. However, Arletta could not resist the desire and determination of Alva who for his entire life never asked for anything to him or to Jordan.

At first he came to Alva's apartment to find out the state of his son, but he did not expect to find such a great discovery.

He talked a lot with Arana. The longer their chatter goes deeper and they have a lot in common.

Starting from baking, cooking and even to watching movies and love of animals. Arana is a daughter-in-law who is really wanted and coveted by Arletta. Even his cold and unyielding son could turn to liking him - no, loving him in just a short time.

He could even clearly compare the characters of the two girls in just one glance.

Flashbacks

Before watching the movie, Arletta and Arana had previously gone to the supermarket to buy popcorn and canned juice to enjoy together. There, Arletta and Alva were sorting through the juice she wanted when she accidentally caught a boy sitting on a wheelchair and sliding down from the escalator. With her reflexes, Arana keeps watch below and immediately catches the boy in her arms along with her swishing on the wheelchair so as not to damage the escalator.

The boy was crying, but his voice broke. His pair of manics were dazed, and he was extremely frightened.

Arletta quickly approached her, watching Arana sincerely hug the boy, rub his back and comfort him.

"It's okay. It's okay, brother caught you."

He grabbed his face and wiped his tears with his sleeves, not thinking about the snot of the boy stuck there. Gently and consolingly said, "Look, there's nothing to fear right now, right? You're all right."

"Look, is anyone hurt? Emm, oh, there's. His handsome face was injured by tears. Cup, cup, cup. No need to cry anymore."

Arletta was completely stunned and could not say anything. The girl's arm was injured, had a purplish bruise as she ignored it, hid it and comforted the child in her lap. Not even reluctant to make a silly expression that makes the child forget his fears and laugh instead.

End flashback.

Not many young people seem to be, even when they see an incident, rather than helping, most of them actually rush out their phones and record the incident that happened to broadcast the news.

Arletta knew, if it was Alana, even she couldn't have rushed towards him and caught the child. If it was Alana, she might not even want to accompany her to the supermarket for hot and crowded reasons.

Sure oes.

Arletta asked, "Did Arana treat you well?"

Alva laughing. "Very ma. Even the cooking is as good as mama's cooking."

"really?"

Alva seemed to think before answering seriously. "It's actually better than my wife's cooking, ma."

"Curtain! I, huh? All righty! Mama's gonna complain to your dad."

"You have to take good care of her, Nan."

Alva smile. "Ma."

Arletta replied with a sniffle. "What?!"

There was not the slightest bit of seriousness on Alva's face. He looked at Arletta who was also looking at him. Arletta sighed helplessly and nodded. "All right."

If his son was already convinced of something, he could not do something. Arletta, always believed what Alva believed.

But from that day on, Arana found Arletta's visit to be daily, and it was not even uncommon for the woman to stay overnight.

***

"Darling, don't forget to tell me when you get to campus."

Arana nodded her head. Alva moved to embrace Arana, embracing her in a warm embrace. When she hopes to receive the supply of spirit energy for the day from Arana, she is unaware she is also providing the spirit supply for Arana.

Glancing at the clock on her wrist, Arana quickly loosened their arms, tiptoed and landed a light kiss on Alva's cheek before entering her private car that Alva had bought for her to go anywhere, as long as you are with Agus as the driver.

Stupefied outside, Alva smiled, her pair of sweets narrowed by a smile and she turned her head while waving her hand at Arana who was also doing the same thing from inside the car.

Mellisa who coincidentally wanted to go to work and take her son to school, saw the interaction between the two and revealed an amused smile. "Young couple, aih! I really wanted to call my husband and tell him to come home so he could show you affection."

Looking up, Alva smiled politely at Mellisa who was standing near the door of her private car which was bright red.

"Then I will pray also for the work of Mellisa's husband to be finished soon."

"Haha, I hope so too." Mellisa. He was about to open his voice again when there was a knock on the mirror of his car, which was knocked from inside.

"Good, yes baby!" He said, staring at the glass. Before he turned his head and said to Alva who still showed a thin smile of politeness. "I have to leave immediately. My son really doesn't want to be late for a minute to see his little girlfriend. I'm leaving first, Alva. Say hello to Arana, yes."

Alva calmly, and let Mellisa enter her own car and leave. Alva looked at the watch on her right wrist and moved into her luxurious black car before leaving to head for her company.

***

Looking at her phone and texting Amber, Arana did not realize that Agus, who was sitting in front of her, was frowning, looking through her eyes.

He looked to the side. There are several large motorcycles that memepet his car, seem to deliberately make Agus inevitably follow the movement of the motor that led him to a road that is quieter than the main road. Sensing the strangeness, Arana looked up and found Agus' tense face. Around it, there were huge motors encircling it.

Arana frowned and her heart pounded hard as her car was stopped and her window was violently knocked.

"Get out!!"

Arana frantically looked around her and inevitably realized that she was in a dangerous state. As soon as he wanted to pick up his phone to contact Alva, the car door first opened and a pair of burly hands held his hand and snatched his phone before pulling it violently out.

Arana flinched, almost tripping.

"Don't touch Miss Alana!" Agus tried to hinder them, but two of them quickly dropped Agus and held back his movements so as not to disturb the leader who looked sharply at Arana. He stepped closer and looked at Arana from top to bottom, which made Arana's heart beat in panic. Even if he could defend himself, fighting this group of fierce and brutal looking men would not benefit him at all. Especially if he runs away, Agus is still under their pressure, and Arana does not want Agus to be hurt because of his carelessness.

"You're Alana, right?"

Arana was filled with panic. God, what did Alana do to find trouble with such thugs?!