The Village Girl Belongs to Mr. Amnesia

Chapters. #112 (S2)

Reva wanted to ask more about the woman's appearance, but she paused because she did not want to make the woman misunderstand.

The woman straightened her body, she lowered her head while saying sorry. Reva who was sensitive to something began to dare to ask.

"Miss, where are you going? Sorry, I see you're in a state of confusion."

The woman looked at Reva, she was confused to be honest or not.

"I don't know where to go, Miss. I have no purpose" he said, making Reva feel sorry.

"Do I know what your name is? And why don't you have a purpose?"

"My name is Sahara, Miss. My house had just been confiscated because my late parents left me a lot of debt, even the house was not enough to pay off their debts." the woman told me, her tears did not drop.

"I'm sorry, then why are you—" Reva did not continue because she was sure that the woman must have known the meaning of Reva's question.

"I'm for sale, Miss. They sold me to an old man who already smelled the ground. And I rebelled. At first I thought I couldn't get away from them, but thank God I was able to escape." she replied in tears, Sahara was sure that the girl in front of her was definitely a good person.

"It's so sorry." Reva thinks that she will take Sahara to her house.

"What if you just come with me? I'm not a bad person, I'll help you and give you a place to live. Want, huh?" Reva tried to persuade.

The Sahara who did not have any immediate purpose nodded in agreement. Reva was so happy to get that answer, she got Sahara in her car. The four-wheeled vehicle began to drive towards the boutique.

Twenty-five minutes later, they arrived at Reva's boutique.

"Come, Sahara! It's my boutique, "Reva is pulling Sahara's hand slowly and they're getting into a boutique that says VA COLLECTION.

"Miss, you take care of this place?''

''Really, I'm the owner here."

Once they were inside, the boutique employees greeted Reva kindly and politely. Not a few of the employees were whispering to see their boss coming to bring someone.

"Who is he?"

"But why does it look like that, huh?" connect another friend.

"Yes, she's beautiful but looks like a street person."

The whispers continued, but neither Sahara nor Reva heard them.

Reva opened the door to her room. ''Enter Miss Sahara.''

Sahara complied, honestly she felt bad at being called Miss by a high-ranking person like Reva.

"Miss Sahara, I'll—"

"Miss?" The Sahara cuts Reva's word quickly. "Can I ask you something? Please don't call me Miss.'' call.''

"Why indeed? I think it's pretty polite."

"It's not a matter of courtesy or not, but I feel bad about being called that by a boss like you."

Reva laughed a little. "I don't look from status, Miss Sahara. I'm more concerned with attitude than power."

Sahara saluted with Reva's words, she smiled faintly. Reva is the perfect woman in the eyes of the Sahara who is also a woman. Beautiful, kind, friendly, polite, humble, that's William Revanza.

"Oh, yes, Miss Sahara. I see you're a little tired, take a break first and I'll check out some work."

"Thank you very much, Miss Reva."

"No need to be sad." Reva smiled sweetly. "I'll call the staff and ask that they bring you a change of clothes."

Sahara just nodded. 'I was lucky to meet Miss Reva, she was so kind and willing to help me.' inwardly.

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