MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S

FAILURE IN THE LIVES OF MANY PEOPLE PART 3

            Arata immediately stood to the side and held my shoulder tightly. “I don't think I'm part of Wiyarta, why should I bring this woman I love into Wiyarta? Am I not a failure in your lives the Wiyarta??”

            The gaze of the second Maha-Kakak Arata instantly turned fierce as if he was really angry with Arata's words just now. But that sharp gaze was only a sharp gaze. That sharp gaze only lasted for a few seconds, before finally disappearing because Maha was able to control himself and his current emotions. “As far as you want to say what, Arata. But Wiyarta's blood in fact still flows in the body. However you are a part of Wiyarta, you will not be able to change that. In this world there may be terms ex-wife and ex-husband, but there is no term ex-child and ex-parent.”

            After saying that, Maha turned her body and was about to walk away leaving me and Arata. Two steps later, Maha stopped her footsteps and turned to look at us again. “I warn Arata, don't say what you told me to First Brother and Mother! I'm really saying this, Arata! If you do, you should be prepared to accept the anger of First Brother, remember that!!”

            This time ... Maha turned around again and actually walked away leaving me who was still confused with Arata who was still in a state of tension as if facing his family had a very heavy pressure heavier in the face of hundreds of cameras wander to himself.

            “A-Author ba-okay?” Arata immediately asked that while looking at me.

            “I'm fine as you can see, Arata.” I replied to Arata's question with a light smile on my lips, trying to calm Arata down.

            “Author sure okay? My second brother was usually a little dramatic in acting, he probably wouldn't hit a woman. But his words to women are sometimes very cruel even able to make some women's hearts sliced with great pain.”

            “I'm fine, Arata. Look yourself!” I nodded my head confidently while showing both of my hands that were not trembling at all like before. “I even had time to think the drink would probably wet my body if I said the wrong thing in front of your second brother earlier.”

            Hearing my words, Arata spontaneously let out a small laugh. His eyes stared at my drink glass and the property of Maha-kakak both of whom now only half remained. Arata continued to stare at the contents of the table filled with sweet food, before muttering to me. “It seems like Kak Maha's habit has not changed .. Sweet food has always been her favorite food.  He should be able to spend all this in just a short time.”

            I gawked at Arata's words. I had thought all the sweet foods that were ordered by Maha-kakak both Arata were for me. But I did not expect that all the sweet foods on the table in front of me were ordered for Maha herself.

            “Your sister is able to eat all this??” I just don't believe it.

            “Uwahh .. I guess the men don't really like sweet-“ food After saying that phrase, I guess, I remember how Arata looked after drinking my coffee that tasted a little bit bitter. Arata also dislikes bitter and sweet drinks. It seems the descendants in his family love sweet food.

            “This may be strange but ... might as well not, everyone in my family loves sweet food. My second brother always wanted sweet desert food when he finished work or was having free time. My first brother loved chocolate. My first brother always carried chocolate in his bag or his work coat as a doctor. Then my dad .. really likes sweet candy. Just like my first brother, there was always candy in his pocket. Then my mom ... really likes sweet fruits like persimmon and very sweet sapodilla that sometimes make people actually do not like it because it is too sweet. Then I .. really like sweet drinks. Drinking sweet drinks made my fatigue disappear.”

            Hearing Arata's explanation, I recalled how Arata during filming always carried a bottle of sweetened drink beside him. I thought all this time all actors and actresses always keep their body shape by maintaining their diet. But Arata is different. He may be able to withstand his hunger but not with the sweet drink that is always beside him and even Kak Rama always provide it.

            “Your family is truly unique.”

            “Some people say it is an effect of our harder brain work compared to most people. So sugary foods are nutrients that our brains need because they work too hard. I'd understand if it happened to all my family. But ... I don't understand it also happened to me, considering I'm not as good at using my brain as my two brothers.”

            “You are ... “I got up from my seat, climbed up on my chair, stood taller than Arata and then put my hand on top to Arata. “Stop getting discouraged like that, Arata!! Your fans will feel sad if they hear it! You are the star revered in this country!!”

            “Author.” Arata lifted his head looking at me who now had a higher position than him. All this time because I felt so small when I was next to Arata who had a tall body, I can never do what I am doing right now unless me and Arata are in a sitting position.

            “Why??” my reply while giving a sharp look towards Arata who is now in a position lower than me. “You don't accept me doing this?”

            Arata shook his head. “No.”

            “Then why call me?” ask again.

            “This is a great idea, Author!”

Arata made a smile at me. From her smile I knew something bad was being thought of by Arata at the moment. I pulled my hand and was about to get off my chair, but Arata was moving faster than me. He hugged my body that was still standing on the chair and then pulled my body, making my body now on his shoulder.

“What are you doing, Arata?? Lower me!!!”

            Arata carried my body with his leisure and did not even feel afraid if his fans or paparazzi caught wet himself who was carrying my body like he was carrying a sack of rice on her shoulder.

            “Don't I already say if this is a good idea, Author??” Arata continued to carry my body without even feeling like lowering me.

From my head that was in the reverse position, I saw some servants who saw me blushing embarrassed at the situation I was going through. Shit, you're Arata!!! You're this!!! Once upon a time it was just a shame!!!

After passing through the exit, I saw Brother Rama standing there with a smile on his lips.

            “Kak,” call Arata who still continues to carry my body in this annoying way.

            “I understand, Arata. All cameras in this cafe have been turned off.”