MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S
#SECRET LOVERART PART 6
As soon as I arrived in front of my apartment, I found a black envelope in my mailbox and this was the eighth time I had received the black envelope. I knew very well what the envelope contained after the third day I received it. It is always the same word. The same sentence that is a threat.
You don't deserve to be with Arata!!! You are not worthy of him!!!!
From day three, I just collected the envelope without looking back at the contents inside. The envelope came about because of the #secret love affair that appeared on Instagram and my photo with Arata that spread a week ago. I can only guess if Arata's fans might find the address where I live and leave the black envelope in the mailbox in the lobby of my apartment.
“What's that envelope, Author?”
Recognizing the voice and the call, I immediately stuffed the black envelope into my bag and tried to be calm in front of Arata. “Maybe from my fans.”
“Breallyh??? Wahh. . It looks like I should also do the same as those Author fans, sending love letters and letters of encouragement to Author.”
Arata and I walked up to the elevator and waited for the elevator together. “Love letter?? If you want to send a love letter, just send it to the person you love. Why send it to me?”
“Why can't it? I love Author as much as my fans love me. So I should call it a love letter, right, Author??”
Ting. . The elevator that would take me and Arata to the fifth floor where we both lived, opened the door. As usual. . when it comes to the apartment neighborhood, Arata will use his mask, sunglasses and hat as a way to hide his identity. And I think so far. . . I am the only resident in this apartment who realizes that Arata-si, a famous actor who is very influential, lives and lives in an apartment environment with us, ordinary citizens as well.
“You might call a letter from your fans a love letter. But. . I didn't do it, Arata. For me a love letter well a letter from someone who loves me and an encouragement letter that you call it is a letter from my fans that gives me spirit.”
Arata glanced at me. “Then the black envelope went into which category, Author? Love letter or encouragement letter?”
“Envitation letter. Are you satisfied to hear that, Arata??”
“Satisfied to hear it, Author.”
Ting. The elevator door opened when it arrived on the fifth floor. I along with Arata walked out together and headed to our room which was at the end of the corridor. While walking to our apartment, I opened my phone to check some incoming messages. Suddenly. . I remember for a week I haven't opened #beloved's secret for a week.
Intrigued by the developments that had occurred during this week and hoping that the little news between me and Arata was over, I typed the hashtag on my instagram search page.
“A-what is ter-“
My hand suddenly shook when I found another photo between me and Arata uploaded today using the same hashtag.
“What's up, Author?”
Arata seemed to realize my shock and immediately looked at my phone screen with my trembling hand. Arata even removed the sunglasses that covered his eyes just to be able to see two new photos between me and Arata that had just been uploaded a few hours ago and had been shared hundreds of thousands of times in just a matter of hours.
“This. . Not when you whispered and when you came to me at the cafe??” I asked Arata.
“Given the background in this photo it seems like it is indeed true, Author. But. .” Arata borrowed my phone and looked at the two photos even closer.
“But what?”
“How can the person who photographed these two photos get this good angle?? I really look very handsome in this photo. .”
Glug. I swallowed my saliva because I could not believe what I heard from Arata's mouth. I took back my phone from Arata's hand. “Can you comment on the angle at a time like this, Arata?”
“Why not?? This photo is a work of art for my fans, Author. See how handsome I am in this photo, Author.”
I really did not get out of thought with how Arata's attitude responded to the two photos about him that circulated. These two photos clearly confirm that the person who took them is near us. Not only that, these two photos also confirmed that our efforts to keep our distance for a week turned out to not produce the results we wanted.
“Let me see the comments, Author!” Arata took back my phone.
“Why not use your own phone, Arata??” I was upset after my phone was taken back by Arata.
“I don't have an instagram account, Author.” Arata shifted the comment field and read it very seriously.
We arrived in front of Arata's apartment first and Arata suddenly returned my phone to me. “Soal comments are better, Author did not read them.
“Did they talk that bad about me?? Should have. . . earlier I kept my distance from you and was more careful. .”
“I can only say my fans really know me well, Author.”
After saying that, Arata went into his apartment and left me still confused and clueless. Intrigued by the comments written in it, I then sped up my pace and immediately walked into my apartment to see any bad comments that might strike me like before.
Huft. I sighed to prepare myself for the bad comments directed at me. It even felt like my hands and feet kept shaking and sweating coldly because of my fear that made me remember my past.
Xxx1: If we see how Arata whispers to Author Wallflower, I think I can clearly hear what Arata whispers.
Xxx2 replied to xxx1's comment: What did Arata whisper to Author Wallflower?
Xxx1 replied to xxx2 comment: I love you, Author.
Xxx2 reply to comment xxx1: Kyaaaa. . . The Wallflower author can whisper but I'm here to see a photo of the roll-up because it melted.
Aaa1: Very lucky, Author Wallflower. Although many have previously said that Author Wallflower is not worthy enough beside Arata, in this way our dear Arata proves to all of us that love has acted, physicality and popularity are no longer visible.
Xxx1 reply to comments aaa1: agree.
Bbb1: Author Wallflower who can whisper, I dag dig dug.
Ccc1: I heard that the two photos are two photos that were taken today when Arata was about to shoot a kiss scene with his co-star in his new movie. In the first photo Arata whispers to Author Wallflower not to come to the set and watch her do a kiss scene. Then the second photo is a photo taken after Arata did a kiss scene with his co-star and took a drink owned by Author Wallflower.
Yyy1 replied to ccc1 comment: Is that true??
Ccc1 replied to yyy1 comment: That's right. My friend was one of the crew that worked on Arata's new movie. He said that Arata was deliberately waiting for the arrival of Author Wallflower to prohibit him from seeing the kiss scenes he would do with his co-star.
Xxx1 reply ccc1 comment: Ahhhhh. . . Arata we are so romantic. He takes Author Wallflower's drink to have an indirect kiss with Author Wallflower for kissing another woman.
Ccc1 replied to xxx1's comment: I think so too. I want to be there and capture that sweet couple moment live.
Xxx1 replied to ccc1 comments: Who would have thought our cold Arata turned out to be so sweet in front of the person he liked??
Yyy1 replied to xxx1's comment: Author Wallflower is really lucky if it succeeds in making Arata become her lover. Arata. . I support you with Author Wallflower.
Xxx1 replied to yyy1 comment: Me too.
I closed my Instagram account with a face that didn't understand. I remember Arata's words before he walked into his apartment and Arata's words when he drank my americano at the cafe this afternoon.
“I can only say my fans really know me well, Author.”
“Bit americano was cleaning something dirty stuck on my lips earlier.”
After recollecting those two sentences, I reopened my phone and looked at the comments from Ccc1. Could it be that the reason Arata took my ameicano and drank it though bitter was as ccc1 said in the comment column?
“Heh, that's impossible.” I closed my phone while shaking my head throwing that thought out of my mind. I also warned myself not to get carried away as written in the comments. Arata just admires me. He can't possibly like me. Remember that well, Asha!
