Merried With Mr. Millionaires
Too Sweet Can Cause Diabetes
Alana was surprised not to play, maybe her face just happened to be similar. But he became curious about the figure of Mira mentioned by Arvan. “Can I see his face?”
Arvan silently stared fixedly at Alana's eyes, trying to figure out the contents of the woman's head that suddenly wanted to see Mira's face. But Arvan doesn't want to cover everything, Alana deserves to know. He pulls out his phone and shows Alana a picture of Mira.
Alana notices Arvan's cell phone screen which shows a woman who looks very beautiful. If at first glance it is similar but if Alana meticulously looks very different. Maybe the same is only eye color and oval face shape and lip shape that looks exactly the same.
“But it doesn't look like me,” said Alana.
Arvan put his phone back in the pocket of the shirt he was wearing, then looked at Alana. “After I saw you guys were different. Especially after the incident where you were treated harshly by the man you can just shut up and cry. If Mira is in your position maybe she will fight like Stella did .. Mira likes to paint and cook the most, but unfortunately you are weak and not talented using kitchen utensils.”
Alana pursed her lips, the man in front of her seemed to smile with satisfaction at the expression she showed. “Can you defend yourself? I want to be like Stella who can protect herself.” Alana hoped that Arvan could martial arts, at least she could learn from this man before her.
“But it seems you can not defend yourself, when Stella against Jordan you just remain silent to be a spectator,” said Alana lethargic. Destroyed was his hope of being able to learn martial arts.
“You underestimated me Alana?”
“Absolutely you can?” alana asked in disbelief.
“I'm silent not just don't want to help my sister, you can see for yourself she can take care of herself and beat her opponent.”
All that Arvan said was true, Alana saw for herself how Stella hit Jordan with her bare hands.
“Do you want to teach me?” ask Alana. Seeing Arvan who was silent made Alana afraid to lose her chance, she cupped her hands together in front of her chest, “I beg.”
“Thank you Lord,” said Alana while looking down respectfully. But he was surprised to see Arvan's suddenly flat expression, “What's wrong with my words?” alana asked herself.
“Do not call me Lord, call me Arvan!”
Alana hears Arvan's emphatic voice for the first time, but there is no fear in Alana's heart. Because Alana saw the gentle gaze from the eyes of the man before her.
Alana smiles, “Thank you Arvan.”
After ending her speech Alana heard the sound of knocking on the door, Alana noticed Arvan who stood up and ruffled the top of her head until Alana's hair immediately fell apart due to Arvan's arrogance.
“That's better,” said Arvan with a fluffy smile on her lips. He approached the door and accepted his order. Then I walked over to Alana.
“Follow me,” pinta Arvan.
Alana stood up and walked behind Arvan, she noticed the details of the entire house. But there is nothing interesting, even the items in it do not display the aesthetic beauty of the decor. It is very simple according to Alana.
“Sit.”
Alana sits on a square-shaped dining table that has four chairs. He notices Arvan pouring his ordered food into the plate.
“Need me to help?” Alana offers herself, she feels bad if just sitting around, while the owner of the house is in trouble.