MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S

THE FIGURE BEHIND THE STALKER PART 1

A few days passed. During those few days, Arata forced me to stay in his family residence. Perhaps knowing the little secrets of the family and the Warda all along as well as the regrets I felt, Arata felt it would be very dangerous to leave me alone in my apartment without someone accompanying me.

Was ... Arata wants to change his schedule to accompany me who lives in his family residence. But because the screening of the film Love Like Ectasy is only a matter of days, Arata can not delay his schedule because of the promotion that Arata is doing. Fortunately ... Wiyarta residence has a very large private library with an interesting collection of books with various themes in it. From medicine, politics, business, social, psychology, film, acting and so on.  It felt like almost all the themes were inside the library which was like a treasure room to me.

“If Asha likes, you can spend time here.” Arata's mother who seemed to notice the glistening look in my eyes when she saw the books immediately gave her permission as a hostess to me. “Dulu ... Kendra and Arata often spend their time here.”

“Thank you very much, Mom. It must be nice to have so many books like this.”

“To the front if you want to play to this residence, use this room as an excuse for you if Arata forbids you.” Arata's mother rolled her eyes at me, because she was making excuses for me to visit the Wiyarta residence that is like a palace in a fairy tale.

“Sure, Bu.”

“Lalu ..” Arata's mother raised her hand and pointed at a door on the inside of the library. “The room there is a private cinema. You can use it too. There .... there are many movies saved from classic movies to new movies. Surely ... The movie that Arata is playing in is also in there.”

I smiled at Arata's mother who was so excited about Arata. I remember yesterday Brother Kendra came to see me and told me that Arata and his mother had made up. Kendra's sister who accidentally saw that heartwarming moment, told me and thanked me.

I remember well, how the face of Kendra who is usually cold and looks jutek smiling happily tells the haru moment between Arata and his mother.

            “I don't know how to pay for it, Asha. But thanks to you, my mother and my little sister finally made up. That way ... soon my little brother will accept this family as his family. Thank you, Asha. Again, thank you.”

            Seeing the cold and jutek Kendra change her face because of that moment, I realized that even the coldest man as long as he had a heart, he will look as warm as most people.

            “Asha.” Arata's mother came to me who was working on my novel in the library at Wiyarta's residence.

            “Yes, Mom. What's the matter with you looking for me?”  I immediately stopped my two hands that had been busy dancing on the keyboard, channeling the image that appeared in my mind into the form of words into the laptop.

            “Arata asked Mom for help, to take you to our family subscription boutique, Asha.”

            I tilted my head not understanding the meaning of Arata's request. “For what, Bu?”

            “Ah .. have you forgotten, Asha? Tomorrow is the screening day of the film based on your novel, Asha. Arata has actually ordered some dresses for you to use in the event tomorrow. But ... because Arata doesn't have time to accompany you there, so he asks Mom to take you there.” Arata's mother explains why Arata asked her for help.

            Arata's mother looked at me with slightly enlarged eyes, perhaps surprised to see me who was too ordinary to be the lover of her son who was a famous star and actor. “Don't you feel sorry if your beautiful face is left like this, Asha? Going to a place where many famous people come, you should wear beautiful clothes, beautiful shoes and make yourself beautiful as well. That way ... people will never underestimate you, people will never insult you and people will not talk carelessly about you, Asha.”

            I guess Arata's mother would say the phrase in scenes in movies and in novels like this: You are Arata's lover. As her lover, you have to keep your image and appearance out there. Because everything about you will always be connected with Arata. If you look simple on the show, people and fans of Arata will criticize you and say that Arata has chosen the wrong partner.

            I thought Ms. Arata would say that sentence, but I had misjudged. Arata's mother was much wiser than I thought because the words she gave me were advice to myself not because of my current status as Arata's lover.

            “Welcome, Madam. Welcome, Miss.”

            After fifteen minutes driving by car and accompanied by several bodyguards from the Wiyarta residence, we finally arrived at the boutique that was meant by Ms. Arata. The boutique lady manager came to us and welcomed me directly with Ms. Arata.

            “I came here, because my son-Arata has ordered some dresses for his lover.” Arata's mother looked at me with a smile on her lips. “I came to accompany this son-in-law, to try the dress ordered by Arata.”

            “Ya, Mistress. Young Master Arata had contacted us earlier and said that Madam and her lover would come here. Please come here, Madam and Miss.”

            Young master?? I could only sigh I heard people calling Arata the call of Young Master. If they knew what I had done to their Young Master, maybe those people would give me a curse for my disrespectful speech and treatment towards Arata.

The boutique manager directly led us to a special, comfortable room, which I felt was a special room for VIP customers. After taking us to a special room, the boutique manager then gave his instructions to his employees to bring clothes that had been specially ordered by Arata.

            “Young Master Arata designed these clothes himself.” The boutique manager said that while his employees brought in clothes hangers containing five dresses with various models.

            “Design it yourself?” I was surprised and in disbelief. I as Arata's lover never even knew if Arata could design women's clothes with beautiful models.

            “Ya, Miss. This was already the second time Young Master Arata had made a clothing design. Given the size requested by Young Master Arata, it should be that the first design of Young Master Arata was also given to Miss.”

            Heard the boutique manager's words, I then remembered the first dress that Arata gave me during my novel signature event where I showed myself first as the Author of the Wallflower as well as my second meeting with Arata.

            Should I say that I'm really lucky? I asked myself to see how Arata treated me as a very important person to him. I was like a Queen in her eyes until she designed my own clothes. It feels like my love for her for the rest of my life will never be enough to pay for everything she gave me and did for me.