My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 71: Honey, Are You Teasing Me?

When he returned to his room, Alva was still scrolling through his smartphone screen and seemed busy until he was not aware of the arrival of his beloved wife.

"What did you see, Al?' Arana asked while sitting next to Alva, leaning forward to see what Alva was seeing on her phone. Well, even if she sees it and she doesn't understand, Arana still gets curious about what Alva sees so even from before and after the shower, Arana still gets curious, the man still did not take his eyes off the phone.

Alva did not mind showing what he saw to Arana.

The long and varied series of aggloritma does look complicated, but Arana could understand what happened. If his wife is curious, then just tell her.

Alva brought her phone closer to Arana and turned her head, when her movements suddenly stopped. His manicure was glued to see the scene before him. After bathing, Arana wore a sleeping robe prepared by the inn. The robe was long-sleeved with sheer length of legs. The sitting position of Arana cross-legged makes her bathrobe slightly exposed, and her slender legs exposed, contrasting with the dark gray bathrobe.

Her arms held her body back to lean towards her, and her cleavage moved away and slightly displayed her upper private area that was slightly covered by her half-wet caramel hair after washing her hair.

Alva's gaze was slightly dazed, and he could not react for some time until Arana noticed his strangeness and tilted her head, shaking her right hand in front of Alva while calling her name. "Al?"

"Hey, what's wrong with you, baby? Al?"

Realizing from her daydream, Alva smiled and shook her head. "No, I'm sorry."

Arana still did not understand, so she asked him back. "Is there something bothering you? Just say it."

Bugh!

In an instant, Arana felt her world turned upside down. He blinked for a few seconds to realize that he was lying on the futon and under the confinement of Alva who was looking at him with a gaze that Arana had never seen from him for so long, and it made him a little nervous and scared.

"Al?'

Alva's voice was half hoarse as she spoke. "Darling, are you trying to tease me?"

"Huh?" Arana was stupefied with not understanding. "Talk you?"

Alva with her smile extended her hand and squeezed Arana's palm gently. "Mn, you tease me. Even with this ordinary bathrobe, you look very beautiful, attractive, and ..."

He paused his speech before bowing his head and whispering near Arana's ear. "And it looks so sexy."

Arana's face flushed instantly, between feeling amused because of the puff of air from Alva's lips or because of the whisper of Alva saying such embarrassing words to him. To be sure, his face was completely flushed to the base of his neck.

"I'm not teasing you, you're misunderstanding." Arana wanted to say that, but she recalled her conversation with Lydia and Arletta's hope, Arana pursed her lips and replied. "Indeed if I flirt with my own husband can't? If I tease someone else's new husband, right?"

Alva immediately silenced her with a kiss. A demanding deep kiss, which made Alva widen her eyes in surprise.

"Can't you say that in the future?" Firm Alva.

Calming her shock, Arana parroted. "Am I flirting with my husband?"

"There will be no saying that you will seduce another man. Because you're my wife, and I'm your only husband." Alva's words stunned Arana, before nodding her head obediently.

Anxious, Alva drops a kiss back to Arana, this time a kiss as soft and light as a dragonfly kiss on the surface of the water.

He hugged Arana before he got up. "I'm going to take a shower. You can rest first if you're already sleepy."

Looking at the ceiling of the room, Arana cooled her face after feeling embarrassed for her wild thoughts and let out a long sigh.

He closed his eyes and tried to let go of the weight of his mind all day, and in an instant, he was welcomed into the dream world. Totally forgetting for a moment the problems he has in the mortal world to relax and fantasize, pleasing his mind and preparing his body to face the problems for the sake of the problems he has to bear in the future.

***

The sun was already crawling up, and its warm and gentle light barged in, peering through the open sliding doors, to give a direct view towards the glittering lake, which was the most beautiful, caught by the light of the king of the day.

Opening her two eyes slowly, Arana blinked for some time before realizing that the futon space beside her was empty, leaving her with that large fiphuton, which she had been given to her, looking blankly at the ceiling for some time to gather his divided consciousness during his long dream.

"Al?"

He called out with a special sound of waking up, which sounded adorable and sweet. There was no reply from Alva, yet there was a female silhouette behind the sealing door that said with a magnetic voice typical of a professional. "Okusama, aruba-san kara, shawa o abita nochi, choshoku o tanoshimu tame ni resutoran ni tsureteiku-yo ni meiji raremashita || Nyonya\, Mr. Alva told me to take you to the restaurant to enjoy breakfast after you shower."

"Ep? I'm late getting up." He muttered as his manic glanced at the clock. He answered the woman in front. "All right, thank you very much."

Arana folded the blanket she had just put on and placed it in the corner of the room before she stepped out to take a shower. Not long for her to spend on cleaning her body, in ten minutes, Arana was already wearing a dark blue yukata when a hotel employee escorted her to the dining room, to see the Alva sitting on a pillow, facing a square table that is not so big, complete with Japanese luxury dishes.

Sensing his arrival, Alva turned her head and smiled. "Darling, have you come? Sit down, we have breakfast and then we go."

Arana nodded obediently. "Good."

In an instant, Arana was sitting opposite Alva who was separated by a food table with various variations. The two raised their chopsticks, and began to enjoy the dishes that the inn had prepared. Of course as expensive and luxurious as the facilities, the food is made from ingredients that are really high quality. Call it an example of Japanese rice imported from the city of Niigata as the most qualified rice producer in Japan.

Salmon and Tuna are caught using traditional means and are the best part of Salmon and tuna fish, lacking a fishy taste and truly a refreshing taste.

Dipping it in a soy sauce that has been mixed with sesame oil, Arana enjoys it with a satisfied face, really likes it.

"You likey?"

Arana nods, eating the sushi whole, protruding her cheeks and making Alva feel anxious. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his head with a gentle smile on his beautiful face.

"Why don't you continue eating?' Arana asks when she sees Alva not continuing to eat her and just looks at her.

Alva supported her face with one hand. The gentle morning sunlight greeted her face, and made her beautiful features even warmer and softer. Arana's bead blinked a few times, before smiling at Alva's words. "Seeing you eat has made me very satisfied."

"Eat a lot, my dear."

Arana poked her lips. "Hearing you say that, I feel like you wish I were fat? Are you going to look for another one when I'm ugly because I'm fat?"

"Maybe, my dear will even look very beautiful with the bulging fat on her cheeks."

"Didn't I say that from the beginning? The only one I love, is you."