MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S
THE WIYARTA FAMILY AND THE DRAMA IN IT PART 1
Arata carried my body into his car and then took me back to my apartment. As soon as I arrived at my apartment, Arata warned me.
“Author, please next time don't go with strangers again!”
Hearing the warning felt like I was a child who would easily go with anyone without the slightest caution. “I don't go with strangers, Arata. I went with your second brother. You can't call the sister you know as a stranger.”
“Maha is not a stranger to me, but to Author ... Maha is a stranger.” Arata replied to me in a loud voice.
“Huft.” I exhaled my breath in surrender with that crushing blow. “Alright next time .. I won't do it again, Arata. But ... how do you know if I went with your brother?”
“Soal it ... “Arata took my face away from me. He did not dare to look me in the eye as he had always done. “I can't tell Author. Anyway next time be it the person who claims to be my family or any other stranger who claims to be anything, don't go with just anyone, Author! Your current position may be in danger because some of my fans may disagree with this relationship.”
I sighed again hearing Arata's words. But that's exactly what happened. Bad comments on the internet regarding my relationship with Arata, there are always though the number is always inferior to the comments of those who agree with this relationship. In addition ... I still received a black envelope containing a threatening letter saying that I did not deserve to be next to Arata. Ever since my relationship with Arata was announced to the public, the black envelope has been coming more and more often. I can only make excuses by saying that the envelope came from my fans in front of Arata and in front of everyone who saw the whereabouts of the black envelope.
I can't imagine if Arata knew that the black envelope was a canned letter and a small threat about my relationship with her. I glanced at Arata while speaking in my mind. Yes, it would be better if Arata did not know about the black envelope. As long as the sender of the black envelope just sends the black envelope and does not do other bad things, I will think of it as a regular canned letter. I can't imagine if Arata knew that. She would probably put a long chain in my hand and connect it with her hand, which made the two of us not be separated.
I shook my head, casting off that strange shadow in my mind. But ... once again, another shadow appeared because of that thought of mine. If it wasn't, Arata would probably lock me in his apartment with cameras in each room to monitor my whereabouts. If necessary .. maybe Arata will hire a personal bodyguard to keep me company wherever I go.
“Author??”
Hearing the call, I shook my head again to cast out the strange shadow in my mind. I stared at Arata and immediately asked, “Ya? Why did you call me?”
“Remember my message earlier, Author! Don't go with just anyone especially strangers, understand??”
Not wanting to argue with Arata, I nodded my head in agreement with Arata's message, or what would be more appropriate if it was called a command than a message. Arata smiled after getting the answer he wanted from me and then immediately went along with Kak Rama to finish his other work schedule that was waiting for him.
As Arata told me, the next two days I continued to be in my apartment. I rarely left the apartment and spent some of my time in the apartment with my job as a novelist. For two days ... Arata only came for a few minutes to my apartment just to charge up on his body by looking at my face and if lucky to see a smile on my face. After that comes to me for a moment, Arata will leave for a day and even go home late because of his busy work. The movie he played - Love Like Ectasy from my second novel - is getting closer to his tayanng time. The film that I had thought would fail to show was actually so anticipated because of the controversy that had occurred among the players who also involved me.
Thanks to that ... Arata had to work a little harder to advertise the film because Arata did not want to make the first film based on my novel to fail to attract the audience later.
Ting tong's.
After two days I did not receive a visit, this time. I thought it was Warda who came to visit because he said he would come to visit my apartment in a few days because his mother had sent me some more food.
Ting tong's.
“Who's there?” many ensure.
The man took a chocolate bar from his black coat and then ate it to make me hear the crack of the chocolate bar he bit. Clamps.
“I Kendra Wiyarta. Can I see Miss Asha?”
Hearing Wiyarta's name and also seeing the chocolate bar that the man ate through the hole in the door, in an instant I remembered Arata's story about his family.
“ ... My first brother loved chocolate. My first brother always carried chocolate in his bag or his work coat as a doctor .... ”
“Could this Master be the first Brother of Arata?” I hesitantly asked that question. Seeing how her face looks and her habits are, I suspect the person at my apartment doorstep is Arata's first brother.
“That's right, Miss Asha. I am Arata's first brother, Kendra Wiyarta.”
Feeling bad for the guest who came to me, I had no choice but to open the door of my apartment, finally it ended up following first brother Arata like the previous incident where second brother Arata-Maha came to my apartment. This time it seems like the Wiyarta family learned from their previous mistakes, because Kendra took me to a more distant place instead of a cafe near my apartment. Kendra took me to a more remote and more private place: a suburban restaurant that has a calm atmosphere and does not seem to be easy to enter by the crowd, especially people with a lower-middle economy like me.
“Learning from previous experience, I was forced to take Miss to a more distant and more private place because I did not want this conversation to be interrupted again by Arata-my sister.”
I could only nod my head as I continued to follow Kendra and the waiter who led us to walk into the room ordered by Kendra.
“Please, Mr.”
The waiter opened the door and then made me see if anyone else was sitting there waiting. One of the three was the second Maha-kakak Arata who met me for several days. Then the other two people are men and women who I think are more than sixty years old because their skin is starting to look wrinkled and their hair is a lot of whitening.
Kendra came in first from me and then greeted the two strangers I didn't know about. “Dad, Mother, I've brought a lover from Arata here.”
Staring at the faces of the two old men Arata, I just froze while shouting in my mind. Anyone please save me from this situation!!!!
