My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 99: He's Gonna Kill Someone

His people looked at the door when they did not find Arana back. It's been almost half an hour, and Arana's not out.

His civil was anxious, and he immediately stood up under another confused and displeased gaze. "Where are you going, you?"

"Following Alana."

"Sit down and continue the game. Alana may have a stomachache or be getting dressed. You know, she's not very happy to be bullied while dressing up?" remember Lora.

His civil ignored him and still stepped towards the door to the bathroom. If they don't care and don't worry, the Civil is the anxious and the worried. What if something happens to the girl and she doesn't know?

Opening the bathroom door, the citizen was shocked and confused when he found the bathroom empty. He opened every bathroom cubicle and did not find the whereabouts of someone using the bathroom.

"Where is he? I haven't seen him out." Civil Saying.

Coming out of the bathroom, her Civanya turned her head right and left, wondering if Arana was in one of those doors. His civil was carefully knocking on the door, and what surprised him was a naked man coming out just like that. "You have a problem?!"

"Ma-I'm sorry. Ta-But, did ... do you see a girl wearing a white shirt and bermuda pants passing by here?"

"Nothing! Quickly leave! You're just interfering with my fun!" Tukas the woman slammed the door in front of her Civila who still had a pale face.

God, there's no way he's going into one of those rooms, is there?

Because she's not Alana!

...***...

Alva is back as usual tonight. The apartment was still empty, and Alva had expected it since Arana had already asked her permission to return a little late. Alva put her bag on the sofa and then chose to take a shower.

"I'd better take a shower first."

20 Minutes later, he was already clean, wearing a long-sleeved shirt and pants that were the same length. Alva sits down and picks up the phone to call Arana. The messages he had sent before were not read, and it left Alva a little worried and confused.

He tapped on Arana's contact and pressed the phone icon. The dial sound was heard for two seconds, before the call was answered. "Darling, you're not done yet?"

[Sorry, this isn't Alana. I'm the Civil, Arana's friend.]

Hearing that, Arana frowned and her tone turned cold. "Where's my wife?"

His Civil voice sounded panicked, but he explained clearly. [Alana disappeared after we played ToD. I've followed Alana to the bathroom and Alana's not there. I'm still trying to find Alana on the second floor.]

"Where's that?" ask Alva.

[Club Eveloise.]

Alva's face cooled. How did Arana get to such a place? And how could Arana disappear?!

Alva ignored the call and immediately stood up and ran to the elevator to get off at the basemant. Alva hurriedly contacted Erlan.

"Where are you now?"

[I'm home, why?]

"Go to Danion's club, and have him check the CCTV footage to find Arana. He disappeared at the club. His friend called me and was looking for him. I didn't know she was out or not." Said Alva.

[Damn, disappear at the club?]

Without listening to Erlan's next words, Alva turned off her phone and rushed forward to her car. Club Eveloise is closer to Erlan's apartment, so she calls Erlan to get there faster and can find Arana. The discomfort and anxiety made Alva's hands tremble slightly and her face slightly pale.

Half an hour away, Alva parked her car and rushed into the club, along with Erlan who was walking out of a room with a man who appeared to be displaying a serious face. There, there is also a Civanya who hugs Arana's bag and carries Arana's phone. "Lan, how?"

"I've spoken to Danion."

The young Danion-men, immediately said, "I already know the situation. Let's go to the surveillance room, I'll have someone check the CCTV footage."

The four people immediately walked towards the supervisory room. There were some people in the room, they looked like they were playing cards. Seeing the arrival of their boss, the two people immediately woke up. "Sir, Danion!"

"Check the surveillance cameras. There's something to check!" danion's firmness made them nod. "Good, Sir!"

"What time does the girl go to the bathroom?" ask Danion.

The people remember and answer cooperatively. "Ten hour is less than two minutes."

"Check the surveillance cameras jammed it."

The monitor appears to show a string of numbers and a second later there is a picture of a crowded bar environment. Alva sees Arana sitting with a group of teenagers, and seems to not interact much with those who are playing the game ToD. Until he sees Arana being forced to drink three glasses of alcohol and then leave.

"Follow the woman." Appoint Alva to Arana who makes the two officers immediately skillfully move the camera to a surveillance camera that is elsewhere.

In that long hallway, Arana walked alone and stepped towards the bathroom. A few minutes later, Arana stepped out and walked while holding on to the wall, walking down the street in weak steps.

Alva frowned and her eyes widened when she saw the door beside Arana open and a man appeared.

"Damn it," sizzled Erlan behind him.

Alva is gonna kill somebody tonight. And he was sure, when wordlessly Alva turned around and ran out of the room.

Erlan clenched her teeth and caught up with her, followed by her confused Civanya and an equally anxious Danion.

...***...

Alva opened the door of the corridor, and her eyes flashed around her, looking for a door with the same number as the video surveillance footage. His breath gasped for running, and a thin sweat was imprinted on his forehead, but Alva did not care. He soon finds the right door and breaks it under the gaze of Erlan, his Civanya and Danion.

Twice the experiment, Alva managed to keep the door open.

Just stepping one foot, Alva made sculpting. His heart seemed to be stabbed by an invisible sword and his ears were buzzing. Her manic is flushed and her hands clenched. When Civanya caught up and saw the scene in front of her, her Civanya wrapped her lips.

Arana was sitting on the side of the bed. His clothes were splattered on the floor. His pants were taken off, and he was just wearing a shirt that could hardly be called a whole shirt. His body was exposed with bruises and blood spots that adorned his body. Blood widened on his shirt, dripping from his nostrils and the corners of his lips that were torn from the violence he might have experienced. No, only a blind man would say that he didn't get violent.

Alva was still glued to look at Arana. His face was full of bruises. A pair of my beads, and their helplessness.

"Bang*at! Who're you?!"

The curvature made their attention diverted. The man stood up, in a state that was not good either. His face was full of blood when one of his eyes was closed, it looked like a scratch. There was a bruise on his right cheek, but it was only faint.

"How dare you enter carelessly! Out!"

Alva's face darkened, and without a word, she stepped towards the man, lifted the vase on the table and smashed it into the man's head.

"Aghhhh!!!"