My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 96: Weakness

Alicia's body trembled in fear as the man stepped closer to her. His face paled as the man's cold hand touched his cheek, and moved down before squeezing his jaw, forcing him to stare right at the dark pair of beads that carried the cold and dangerous affection.

"Who was that guy?" cold asked.

Alicia knew, she did not even ask why she left him and instead directly asked about who was with her. Alicia forcedly avoided the pair of beads and looked at her cold, trembling hands as the man in a cold voice repeated what he asked.

"Darling, who was that guy?"

Alicia shook her head and replied in a raucous voice. "I don't know."

"Allen!" his jolt. "Darling .. answered me, who is he."

"I don't know." A thread of tears streamed down his cheek as he blinked. The jolt made her little heart tremble in fear, yet she still did not want to reveal who had helped her. Because Alicia memorized the character of the man in front of her. If Alicia told him, he would chase after that person to make the calculations.

Alicia would not want to repeat the same mistake many times.

"You refuse to answer?" asked the man while wiping tears on both cheeks of Alicia. "All right, no problem. Let's ignore this, and let's go home."

The only thing he meant was to go back to their apartment. Alicia's body trembled even more and she pushed the man in front of her. "I don't want to! I don't want Hiro, I don't want to go back to your place. I want to stay with Alina and the others!"

Hiro's face cooled down to hear his lover's words, yet he still showed a calm smile on his lips. "That's our home, baby. We're a couple of fiancees, and that apartment will soon be your home, too, so you'll come home with me."

Alicia shook her head, but her actions made Hiro lose his temper. "Go home or tell grandma that today you're not keeping a good girl."

Alicia's body stiffened, and her pair of manics were suddenly empty. He involuntarily still shed tears, yet there was no expression on his face. Seeing the reaction of his lover as he expected, Hiro smiled in satisfaction and pulled out his hand.

"Let's go home, baby."

...***...

The sky was still clear when Arana was preparing lunch for Alva. The faint sound of vehicles and traffic was not so clear when the balcony door opened. Arana looked at the view of the kitchen in front of her, using both hands to dwell on the ingredients that she had been preparing for a few hours ago.

There's red meat he'll stir-fry with onions and potatoes. Then there are sweet sour shrimp with a mixture of asparagus and tomatoes and parsley leaves. Beside him, there was a white mustard that he cooked with a little sauce and accompanied by a soft silk tofu inside. Arana arranged it in a wooden box container and mounted it so that it was not too steamy before closing it and putting it in a feeding container bag after stacking it into one.

Putting the final bowl, Arana steps her feet towards the balcony, opens the balcony curtain wider, and breathes fresh air outside. The wind gently greeted him, and the sweat he produced after cooking gradually dried up.

Arana looked down, and suddenly realized that the floor of the apartment was at the highest part and made her slightly dizzy looking down.

Arana is not afraid of heights, but seeing a small object that runs and passes down there makes Arana a little dizzy and makes her step back calmly.

"I'd better send this food right away. It's almost lunch time." He muttered while lifting his phone.

Arana appears to be fiddling with her phone before calmly waiting for someone. Ten minutes later, the apartment bell rang and made Arana step out carrying the bag in her right hand.

"Excuse me, services between Luia." When Arana opened the door, it was the first word the man said that made Arana nod and lift the lunchbox in his hand.

"Please take this lunch to Erlangga Corp. Leave it to the receptionist and tell him to give it to Alva on Alana's orders." Clearly Arana made the courier nod his head and repeat Arana's words so as not to cause a communication miss.

"Well, Erlangga Corp, lunch is addressed to Mr. Alva and sent by Ms. Alana." Her master made Arana nod with a smile.

There's a message from Alana's best friend, Liora.

[She, we're going to gather tonight. You're coming, right?]

Arana is now Alana. Alana is their best friend, and Arana can't say no to them because it can affect their belief in Arana's identity, at least that's the most good and reasonable reason.

Arana looked at him and could not help but sigh and reply. [I'll come. Send address.]

In the end, Arana had to leave.

...***...

At ten o'clock in the night, Alva is back. The man looked at the dreamy Arana while looking at his phone. Gosh, what else makes his wife daydream like that. Arana blinked for some time, turned around and found Alva slightly bowing behind her and looking at her with a shady smile on her face. Arana almost screamed in surprise.

"Gosh, Al! You surprise me." He said to Alva who laughed softly.

The man reached out his hand to pull Arana's nose and said, "You who have been daydreaming so much that you didn't know I was coming."

Arana raised her eyebrows and smiled shyly. "really? Uh, I'm sorry then. Liora and the others invited me to meet tonight. We haven't seen each other for a long time, maybe they have the latest news to tell me. You know, they're perfect friends for gossiping."

Alva sniffed Arana's cheek with her nose. "Oh, but I'm not sure my sweet wife likes to gossip."

Rather than gossip, Arana prefers to say it as talking about phenomena that occur in the surrounding environment that must be identified about the truth by collecting information from reliable sources.

"I don't gossip, my dear, I collect and share interesting information around me with my friends." Arana's voice calls for alva's laughter.

"Look out. Been, bathed and ate. I've prepared dinner water."

Alva nodded. "Oh yeah, lunch today was delicious. I shared it with Erlan, so thank you, for bothering you."

Arana shakes. "Not a hassle at all, dear. I'm glad I could make you lunch. Then, tomorrow I will also prepare lunch for you."

Alva smiled and kissed her cheek. "Thank you, baby."

...***...

"You want me to do what?"

In the room, a bartender stood behind a table while wiping glass glass that became a glass he usually made a concoction of drinks for his customers. The maniac crinkled when he heard the words of the woman in front of him. Wearing a wide beach hat that covers his face, a mask, as well as glasses and clothes that are covered.

In one look, it looks strange.

"Do what I tell you to do, and the 500 million are yours."