My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 72: Visit And Jessica Ann

Wearing a long-sleeved brown shirt with a subordinate white jellyfish skirt on her feet, Arana looked at the Japanese-style building in front of her with a hint of hesitation.

This is Alva's cousin's house. Decades ago, Arletta's father, Alva's grandfather, remarried after her grandmother died of illness. The woman Sam-grandfather Alva married was a widow who already had a different six-year-old son from Arletta. In time, Arletta became an older brother. Their marriage was not constrained, and Arletta herself blessed their relationship, and they became a harmonious family.

Then five years after Arletta got married, her half-sister Joshua soon followed her, married her and brought her to Japan because of her work which also existed in Japan. At the time of their marriage, they were unable to attend due to Joshua's demands for work. Working in a large company as a manager, Joshua was busy with various affairs, especially at that time, their company was holding a big event.

So they can not come and can only send gifts through the package.

Arana hesitates, but it is only natural that Alva introduces his wife to his distant relatives.

Alva is naturally able to understand Arana's nervousness and anxiety. But he knew that Arana would be liked by them. The proof is, the mother easily liked him. Though from the beginning Alva knew that the mother did not like Alana since Alva brought the girl to meet her family when Alana was still the real Alana.

"Let's go, they'll be surprised to see us coming." Take Alva to make Arana nod her head.

Alva and Arana then walk in tandem towards the entrance and press the bell. There was a faint reply from within, and not long after that the gate was as high as an adult's chest. There was a woman wearing a long-sleeved shirt with a long dark-colored skirt. Her face is beautiful and her hair is shoulder-length.

As soon as he saw the Alva he recognized, he immediately said, "Alva? Are you here?"

Alva nodded her head. "Yes aunty."

The woman glanced at Arana and immediately looked at Alva back. "Is she your wife?"

Alva nodded and made him say while looking at Arana. "Hello, I'm Alva's aunt, my name is Yoko. You're so pretty."

Yoko is a Japanese girl who has Indonesian blood. Her mother is from Indonesia, so she is fluent in Indonesian.

Arana immediately bowed her body and greeted. "Hello, aunt. My name is Alana, nice to meet aunt."

Yoko smiled and invited the two of them in while opening the gate wider. "Come in and have some tea. Where are you guys staying?'

Alva answered casually. "The inn near Yashaka's temple."

Yoko nodded her head. "That's pretty far from here. You must be tired of driving here. I will call Joshua, sit down first. Secure yourself, consider your own home."

Leaving Arana and Alva in the main room, Alva pulled Arana to sit on a pillow that had been provided by the way of rest. There was a table in front of them that contained a teapot and a beautiful little porcelain cup. Manik Arana looked around him with a curious look. This room is not so spacious, but the arrangement of items makes the room look more relieved. Sliding doors that connect the side yard, full of green grass and open flowers, and light can enter easily, and make the room warm, but also cool.

Not long after, there was a voice greeting them. "Oh, Alva! Uncle's surprised you came here."

The man looked almost the same age as Arletta. His face was quite handsome and his appearance was dashing. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with lightweight material trousers and looked cool.

"Uncle" said Alva, standing up and shaking hands with Joshua.

"This is your wife? Hello, I'm Joshua, Alva's uncle. Forgive me for not being able to come to your wedding, but my prayers are with you and your marriage."

Arana shook her head in panic at Joshua's apology. "Ti-It's okay uncle. Alva already said that uncle is busy with uncle's work, and we understand the problem. Uncle doesn't have to apologize, and thank you very much for praying."

Joshua smiled, judging Arana briefly before glancing at Alva who seemed to be looking gently at Arana. Her smile grew wider, and she kindly told them to sit down while Yoko grabbed the teapot on the table and poured it into the cup before handing it to Arana and Alva.

"Please drink."

Arana nodded, smiling. "Thank you, aunt."

he lifted the teacup and sipped it slowly, and felt the sweet and light taste of the tea lurking in his senses. He could not help but think that the tea was delicious.

"Are you here for your honeymoon?"

Hearing Joshua's question, Arana looked up, while the one who answered was Alva. "Yes, uncle. Mama gave me a wedding gift for a honeymoon ticket."

Joshua nodded his head. "Sister's choice is good. In this month, you can do hanami and visit the temple, asking for your luck for the wedding."

Arana knows what hanami is. Hanami is a fairly mandatory thing and is in great demand by domestic residents as well as foreign residents. The blossoming cherry blossoms are a beautiful sight, and need to be immortalized in memory.

So the Japanese enjoy cherry blossoms with a picnic called Hanami.

"Hahaoy! Watashi wa ie ni imasu || Mom! I'm home!"

The voice made the four look. There was a girl who was wearing an elementary school uniform. Behind him, the boy who looked more mature than him. Wearing a high school uniform and looking at Arana in confusion.

"Eh? Gesuto from || Uh? There's a guest." The girl bowed and greeted in a sweet voice. "Hello!"

Followed by the boy behind him who bowed and greeted. "Kon'nichiwa! || Hello."

Arana couldn't help but get anxious and her smile turned to look at the girl. His round face with a clear watery bead made Arana want to pinch both cheeks and kiss him so anxious.

"Naoki and Aki have grown up, huh?" Alva asked Joshua, and was carried over by the man. "Nao is already 3rd class now. He was very small back then when you came, so maybe he didn't remember you well."

Alva only muttered in reassurance and went back to enjoying her tea, looking at Arana who was staring at Naoki with anxiety. Looking at her, Alva could not help but smile and quietly shook her head.

Arana is really weak in small children.

***

Wearing a blue long-sleeved flower dress, Arana stuffed her with a white half-footed skirt. Her hair was left unglued, and her hair was tucked behind her ears. He holds Naoki and walks side by side with Yoko carrying a food basket.

Joshua and Alva went hand in hand with the blanket bag in Alva's hand and the bag containing the mat in Joshua's hand. The two saw the women chatting before Joshua opened his voice.

"Your wife is beautiful and kind." He turned to Alva at a glance and again said, "You're good at judging people."

Alva hummed lightly before saying, "My wife is the perfect girl. I really love him."

Joshua nodded his head. "Then you have to protect her."

"Of course."

After saying his last word, Alva and Arana immediately opened the mat under the empty sakura tree, side by side with other families who also enjoyed the beauty of cherry blossoms and pleasant weather. Lowering Naoki from his carrier and letting him play with his dolls and cherry blossoms falling in the wind, Arana intends to help Yoko prepare the food they brought when the woman rejects him.

"Ah, no need, Na. I can do it myself. Just enjoy the beauty of this place, look. Ask Aki to take a picture of you." He said while pointing at Aki who was photographing cherry blossoms.

"Are you sure?" His questioning made Yoko smile and nod.

Eventually, Arana gives up and follows Yoko's advice. He walked towards Aki and stood beside her with both hands behind his back, interlocked. "What are you photographing?"

Aki lowered her camera, glanced at her a little and ignored her to retook the scenery around her. Arana raised her eyebrows, not feeling offended when she ignored him. He calmly asked, "Can you take a picture of you?"

"No." Aki answered briefly.

Arana frowned. "Why?"

"Just don't want to."

Arana pursed her lips, turned her face away and muttered, "Basar stingy."

Aki's voice sounded beside her. "Watashi wa kechide wa arimasen. Jibun ga utsukushi to omou mono dake o eizoku sa exclamation || I am not stingy. I'm just immortalizing what I consider beautiful."

Knowing that Aki heard her muttering, Arana grimaces and is embarrassed, but her smile disappears when she realizes Aki's remark. Just photographing something beautiful, something that means good and interesting, something that is not ugly. Did he just get insulted ugly?!

Well, Arana admits she's not pretty, but she's not ugly, right?

"I'm not ugly." Arana said with a clear complaint.

Aki just ignored him and continued taking pictures. Arana looked at him and let out a faint sigh. His bead then fell on the keychain on his waist backpack and he said cheerfully. "Do you like Jessica Ann?"

Aki slightly reacted, turned her head, narrowed her eyes and asked doubtfully. "You, know him?"

Jessica Ann is a novelist. He is not very famous, in fact, his works are very interesting and have many points of life that are very relevant to the problems faced by people in real life.

Arana has more than a dozen of her works in her old department, and she reads them over and over again when she's facing problems in her life.

"Of course I know. I have almost all of his novels. Three series of Light And Shadow, two series of Baghata Lantern and especially Airistya. I also have one like this at home as a gift for buying her novel, the difference is mine is cat-shaped." Arana.

Aki's bead widened, he turned his head and looked at Arana. "Arisitya wa genteiban dake de urikire janai no? Do you teniireta no?  || Isn't Airistya only published limited and already sold out? How can you have it?"

Arana didn't know this kid would be so excited about Jessica Ann. Arana answered with a little embarrassment. "Touji watashi wa Melbourne ni sunde imashita. Jesicca Ann wa mitingu o hiraki, chodo 100-sai no tanjobi or mukaeta sobo e no okurimono to shite 100-bu shika hakko sa renakatta Airistya o hanbai shimashita. Hayame ni narande, un yoku jikihitsu sains no hon o te ni ireru koto ga dekimashita || I lived in Melbourne at the time. Jesicca Ann held meetings and sold Airistya which was only published 100 pieces as a gift for her grandmother who had a birthday exactly 100 years old. I came in line early and luckily I was able to get her book\, complete with her signature."

Aki was surprised, and she seemed to hesitate for a moment before opening her lips, but closed them back when she did not know what to say. In the end he was silent, staring at his camera.

"Do you want to read it? I can lend it to you." Arana said making Aki immediately raise her face and ask seriously. "really? Are you serious?!'

Arana nodded. The boy in front of her must be a fan of Jessica Ann, and can't have her book. If Arana had it, why would she be stingy by not lending it?

"of course. When I get to Indonesia, I'll send it to you in the mail. It might take a little while, however, I guarantee you won't regret reading it." Said.

Aki nodded. "I read the synopsis on his social media, and I'm really interested. Unfortunately I can't buy it because it's not sold online."

"No problem, I'll send it later."

"promise!"

Arana nodded, "I promise."

***

Amber looked at the phone in her hand with a flared bead. His lips opened and closed for a while before he finally let out a frantic scream.

"Fuck!! We're gonna be in big trouble!!"

[Have missed me? I'll be back in a week. Don't tell Arana, I'll surprise her.]

"Ohhhhh!!!"

"Amber, can you stop yelling like crazy?!"