My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 8: The Incident At The Boutique

Arana stepped over to a man standing next to a black luxury car. I don't know what the model is, but Arana believes the price must be exorbitant. The young man standing in front of him was wearing a black shirt and suit. Apparently, he's Erlan, Alva's assistant.

"Please enter. The boss told me to drive you to the boutique." Erlan said with flat intonation.

Arana looked at Erlan's gaze and could not help but bathe in her eyes. The man in front of her, seemed to be quite dislikeful of her. Oh, errat——don't like Alana.

"Then don't be late. I have to make sure my wedding dress is as pretty as I want." Arana tries to imitate Alana.

For several days mingling with Alana, Arana knows that Alana is arrogant and self-worth is high. His words are sometimes sharp, and he never likes to praise others. I do not like to be near someone lower than him. And the main thing is that he never thanked her even if someone saved her.

He too, upholds the arrogance he has.

Erlan did not change her expression and closed the door after Arana entered and sat herself in the back seat. Arana knew that in fact, she should normally be sitting in the front passenger seat in Erlan's honor. Because Erlan wasn't the driver, she should have sat in front. But again, back to the nature and attitude of Alana.

So Arana can only sit in the back.

"How's this? He doesn't like Alana very much. The atmosphere in this car is too cold to make me nervous." Inner Arana calmed herself down.

He reached into his phone and started playing his phone. Browse any quest to pretend to be busy. Along the way until finally both of them until cut off after 35 minutes of travel without congestion, both of them quietly dissolve in their respective attention.

Arana is awkward and tries to maintain Alana's image, while Erlan may even consider Arana's existence like the wind.

"You can come back, or it's up to you." Arana said without looking at Erlan.

"What a arrogance." Erlan.

Letting Arana step away with her discomfort. In Melbourne, Arana has never behaved like this at all. He is friendly to everyone, and others like his warm nature. But now, he had to pretend to be his twin that somehow his nature could be greatly inversely proportional to him.

Without saying a word, Erlan left after Arana entered the boutique. Besides, Alva didn't tell her to accompany Arana, which she knew was Alana.

"Very good," Arana looked at the architecture of the boutique building.

There was a soft light shining everywhere. On each side, even to every corner. The dresses on display are very attractive walled glass dietalase with a touch of black marble and a soft light highlighted white box background.

Arana can only be amazed by the dresses on display. "Very pretty!"

"Miss Alana?" Someone's call made Arana look over.

There was a woman wearing simple clothes. There were square glasses perched on his already middle-aged face. Her appearance was gentle and her manners looked friendly.

"Mom Karina, where should I put these different rolls of fabric?"

Arana did not have time to open her voice, there was another voice that made the woman named Karina turn her head and say, "Just put it in the green storage box near my desk. I'll take care of it later."

The woman who was carrying some cloth that looked special in her hand nodded and retreated from there.

"Is my dress ready?" Arana asks when she realizes that the woman in front of her is the owner of her own boutique.

Karina Andini was not born into a wealthy family. His mother was a laundry worker while his father was a construction worker. He lived a simple life and maybe even a little short of it. But his family is a warm family. The education of his father and mother made him grow into a warm and independent figure.

Ever since he realized that he loved drawing, especially designing clothes, he tried to get a scholarship at the best university in the country by studying hard.

"Yes, the dress is ready. You can follow me to try on her dress." Karina said with a gentle smile.

For a moment, Arana was stunned with that smile. The exact same smile as the one that her grandmother always held for her when she was alive. Arana held back the emotions in her mind and tried to behave as naturally as possible. Walking follows Karina to the room where the actual wedding dress is for Alana, but she will wear it.

When the huge door opened, a pair of Arana beads slightly widened.

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"Can be finished."

As she spoke, Alva got up and stepped out, before the other staff followed to return to their respective departments. With his efficiency as a genius young CEO, a meeting that should be able to run for one to one and a half hours can be completed in just half an hour.

He found Erlan walking towards him and asked, "Have you picked up Alana?"

Erlan nodded. "Well, I've got you safely wrapped."

Alva nodded her head. "Then take me there now."

Erlan protested. "Hey, am I your personal driver?"

"Maybe." Walking away from Erlan while fixing his suit. Abandoned, Erlan quickly caught up while muttering in his heart. "What a shitty friend, huh!"

A special elevator for him brought him down to the basement. Erlan sits in the driver's seat while Alva sits in the co-pilot's seat, unlocks her phone and appears to be fiddling with something as Erlan drives the luxury car towards Karina's Butique.

On the other hand a moment later, Arana was looking at herself in front of the mirror reflection. There was a beautiful dress attached to her body. The perfect image was plastered in front of her eyes, but Arana was not so excited or felt that she had to rejoice with the beauty of the dress.

Arana feels guilty for including this beautiful dress in her agreed plan. Unfortunately, this dress made with love and gratitude must be littered with falsehood.

Arana sighed, turning her back to the mirror to remove the earrings and hair ornaments that were paired by Karina.

"You're so pretty."

Arana's heart was hit by something. Arana was surprised by the sudden action of someone hugging her from behind. Curled his arm around his waist and stuck his chin to his shoulder.

The set! Brugh!

Arana moved even without realizing it. His hand elbowed someone's stomach behind him, pulled his arm, hung it on his shoulder and slammed it before taking a step back while hearing the groans of someone lying on the floor holding his back.

"Akhc!!" Ringis someone it is.

When the curtain opened, Erlan turned her head and said in surprise. "The boss?! What happened to you?!"

The boss?

Erlan's boss?

Hearing that, Arana glared before shrieking involuntarily. "Well?!"