The Village Girl Belongs to Mr. Amnesia

Chapters. #117

Three days later, Arron who had just returned from out of town immediately stopped by Reva's house. He brought Reva's favorite food.

Arron was standing at the door, he was pressing the bell that was near the door. Shortly after, someone opened the door. Arron was ready to put on his sweet face but it turned out that it was not Reva but Sahara.

"T—lord?" greet the Sahara with bowing.

"Where's Reva?''

"Miss is taking a bath, sir. We just got home for a meeting with a client."

Arron went inside without permission. Once inside, he sat down on the sofa and placed the parcels on the table. While Sahara, the girl passed into the kitchen to make coffee.

Finished making the coffee, Sahara took it to Arron's table. However, due to the gerogi flavor, the coffee that Sahara brought spilled and hit Arron's pants. In fact, the Sahara hand was also slightly affected by the hot coffee spill.

''Master, sorry. Me, I'm not senga—"

"Huh! You can't work anyway? It's hot, you know?''

Sahara looked down, she felt very guilty. The intention of the heart to do good is even inversely proportional to its expectations.

Shortly afterwards, Reva walks down the stairs and she sees Arron along with Sahara.

"Darling?'' Reva walked over.

Arron stood up from the sofa, he walked over to Reva who was looking at him in surprise.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

"Just ask your friend!" Arron looks upset.

"Miss, I accidentally spilled coffee in my pants, sir."

Reva. "So it's just coffee? Honey, you can change. Is your skin blistering? I'll treat him."

Arron shook his head. ''No need, darling. Come, sit. I brought you your favorite food."

Reva smiled sweetly and the two of them sat back on the sofa. While Sahara, she remains downcast.

"Sa, don't you want to sit with us? Why just stand?"

"I'll go back to my room, Miss.''

''Wait ''Wait! Bring this, "Reva is offering a box of cookies for the Sahara.

"Thank you, Miss." Sahara passed away while carrying a box from Reva.

'Son of once lived Miss Reva. He was very dear, pampered, given a lot of attention, and got lovers like Mr. Arron. While me? I even want a little attention.' Inner Sahara is envious again.

Since childhood, the Sahara has never had much affection. In fact, when he turned seventeen, his father could match him with a thirty-five year old adult man.

Sahara was a broken home victim, her father and mother divorced since Sahara was ten years old. And after that, Sahara was taken care of by her father. However, since the matchmaking incident, Sahara ran away and she lived with her mother. However, instead of being happy, Sahara was trapped in the night world because of her mother.

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In the afternoon, Reva says goodbye to Arron to go to a fashion show. The man allows but he will also catch up with Reva. Of course the girl was very happy, she also agreed with Arron's words.

It was time, at exactly three in the afternoon, Reva was already in the fashion show building. This time the results of the designer will be exhibited and seen by the entire community.

"Hopefully after this there will be more and more visitors" said Reva praying.

"Wait, Sa! What if you come here with my girlfriend? He'll catch up with me, too."

Sahara hesitated, she would definitely feel awkward if she was in a car with Arron.

"But, Nona—"

"Here you go, I'll call my girlfriend later. You don't have to worry, he's actually good but a little jutek. Sa, I'll hang up. The show will start soon, see you.''

Reva rushes to disconnect the phone, she sends a message to Arron first before concentrating on watching a fashion show.

Elsewhere, Arron clucked in annoyance as he read the contents of the message from Reva.

"He told me to pick up another girl? How unique," Arron shook his head in wonder.

Not wanting to linger, he immediately rushed to the Reva boutique. After Sahara was with Arron, the man drove the car to the fashion show building.

In the car feels awkward, Sahara repeatedly fix his seat because it feels uncomfortable. He continued to stare to the side so as not to see Arron's face.

"How did you meet my girlfriend?"

Sahara turned her head when she heard a question from Arron.

"My S—, I met with Miss because by accident, Sir."

"Can you explain it?"

Sahara nodded. "Yes, of course." he started telling me about the beginning of the meeting with Reva. There was a bit of pity in Arron's heart after he heard the story from the Sahara.

"So, you're an orphan?"

Sahara nodded. "Therefore, I was discouraged when either Master or Mr. Ray looked at me like he did not like it. I feel, am I that bad that you rich people hate little people like me?"

Arron wanted to apologize, but it was impossible because he was embarrassed.

"Forget it, Sahara. I am a guy who is not very close to a woman. If I already love one woman, then I find it hard to turn to another."

"Miss Reva is lucky to have a future husband like you, sir."

"You are this," Arron suddenly smiled at the praise from the Sahara.

'Oh my God, so sweet.' the inner Sahara when she saw Arron's smile.

It did not feel they had reached the building, on the way the two continued to chat. Yes, not both but only Sahara who continues to tell about her bitter life.

Arron walked in front of the Sahara, when he was already inside the building, he looked for Reva's desk.

Reva who had read the message from Arron immediately looked around. The girl smiled happily then she waved at Arron who was also staring at her.

Arron and Sahara walked over to Reva.

''I thought you weren't coming."

Arron sat in the chair as well as the Sahara. "Hey where is possible, honey. For you I will always be there."

Reva smiled sweetly then she clasped Arron's fingers. They went back to watching the fashion show.

{*Connected**}