MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S

THE WIYARTA FAMILY AND THE DRAMA IN IT PART 3

            “Author, are you okay?” Arata yelled at me asking about my situation after forcibly opening the door where I was with his family.

            “A-I'm fine, Arata.”

            “What can you do to Asha, Arata?” the second Maha-kakak Arata said with a face not accepted. “We didn't bring it here to serve as a food dish for us, Arata.”

            I glanced towards Maha with a surprised face. Have you gone crazy? How can you say I'm a food dish for you?? Saying that would only make Arata even more crazy!!

            “Don't you have ethics, Arata? In front of Father and Mother, you raised your voice and didn't even greet Father and Mother properly first? You think ... we'll do what to Asha??” This time it was Kendra-sister's first turn that Arata opened his mouth and said to Arata with his flat face.

            “Maybe tormenting Author just like you guys used to do to me. Who will know??” Arata replied to Kendra as she walked closer to me and then pulled my hand to get up from my seat.

            “Arata!! Don't you go too far to say that?” Supreme who seemed to have an easy attitude to not accept, this time looking sharply at Arata with his black eyes.

            “I'm not outrageous. What I said was reality.” Arata who seemed to have been upset, no longer hid his regret and instead showed it clearly in front of his family.

            I looked towards the Arata family quickly. I saw Kendra who was still calm and flat-faced but from her words it was clear that she was trying to hold back her sense of regret. After Kendra, I saw Maha whose face was already dark because of her anger which was already like a volcano that was about to erupt in a matter of seconds. After Arata's two older brothers, I looked at Arata's parents who were still calm and did not say anything when their three children were fighting in front of them.

            Looking at the Arata family, I wondered inside my mind. What is it with this family? Is it normal for a family like this? The three children clashed their mouths while the two parents just sat quietly without saying anything looking at this terrifying sight.

            But ... on one hand seeing this Arata family reminds me of my family. The family that has been demanding me to always be perfect and not accept any flaws. My family demands me very hard to look perfect on the outside because my family views other people as their standard. In the end .. I who can't live that perfection was thrown away by my family and spent a lot of my time with my grandmother.

            In the confusion that was going on between the three children of Wiyarta before me at this moment, I saw Mother Arata who suddenly spoke with the movement of her lips to me.

            “Me-nun-duk se-ka-rang, A-sa!”

            My eyes were round and I realized that Arata's father's hand was now moving to grab the glass beside him with tremendous emphasis. Arata's father's face looked the same as before, but his pressure and aura were now more intimidating than ever.

            Something's gonna happen. It's dangerous!! 

            Like an order from Mother Arata, I immediately bent my body and took a crouching position. Arata, who had pulled my hand and was still holding it, unconsciously followed my movements because he had no time to react to what I was doing.

            Pyarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

            The sound of broken glass was clearly heard. I looked behind me and found the broken glass that had hit the wall first there.

            “Can't you guys shut your mouth?? You are men, but the way you speak is no different from the mothers who gather to gossip about this-that.” From my crouching position, I heard Arata's heavy, thundering voice. This time his tone was higher than before when he was talking to me, making me realize that he was angry at the moment.

            Grp ... I might have been able to avoid the glass because of the help from Mother Arata, but my hands and body still seemed to be used to accepting this state. My hands shook violently and made Arata realize my situation.

            Maha and Kendra who were arguing fiercely with Arata, suddenly came up to me and surprised me.

            “Now take a slow breath and then throw it away, Asha!” Maha gave me directions while Kendra grabbed my other hand and then checked the pulse in my hand.

            “Continue doing Maha directives, Asha.” This time it was Kendra's turn to still check my pulse, giving directions to me.

            I did what Maha and Kendra had ordered for a few minutes, until finally the vibrations in both my hands began to diminish. After making sure my condition started to improve, Maha and Kendra stood up. Arata and I followed the two to stand up. But as soon as I stood up, I felt a very heavy pressure for the second time.

            “Dad!” said Maha with a little emphasis that indicates that he is currently upset with his father.

            “Don't do that again, Dad!!” This time it was Kendra's turn to open her mouth. If Kendra had previously kept her flat face, this time Kendra showed an expression on her face - she was upset. “Father knows Asha is the one who has been choosing to lock herself up because she can't deal with the pressure, why did Dad throw a glass and make her surprised like that??? What if she goes into shock and faints??”

            I gawked to hear the two strangers defending me in front of their parents. .... What is going on in this family? Why are they defending me? Why are they so kind to me? Why did Arata say the opposite to me?

*

            Thanks to my circumstances, I along with Arata was finally able to get out of that unexpected encounter. But even though we were finally able to get out, the Arata family told me that maybe we would meet again later.

            “We'll meet again later, Asha.”

            “Presenting my family, I apologize to Author.”  After being silent for a few minutes on the way back to the apartment, Arata finally opened his mouth while bowing his head feeling guilty towards me.

            “In addition to that shocking floating glass incident, your family did nothing to me, Arata. They didn't hurt me and they didn't do anything to hurt me. You don't have to apologize to me, Arata.”          

            “But still I have to apologize to Author. They kept coming to Author and taking Author out of your apartment. They keep bothering you and harassing you because of their curiosity in you, of course I have to apologize to Author for that.” Arata still insists on apologizing to me.

            I looked towards Arata and saw his face that felt really guilty towards me. Looking at him now, it made me see a kitten who was looking at me with a glare. I wanted to laugh looking at his face right now, but I undo that intention and could only laugh in my heart.

            “Well I accept that apology, Arata.” I had no choice but to accept that apology if I wanted to make Arata stop looking at me with this kind of glaring look.

            “It won't happen again, Author.” Arata then changed his heartbreaking expression after hearing me accept an apology from him.

 “Your family was ..”

            “Yes, Author?”

            “Why do they want to see me?” I asked the question I should have asked Arata and his family earlier. But I haven't had time to ask that question because of various situations that are out of control.