The Village Girl Belongs to Mr. Amnesia

Chapter #36

The sun rises from the eastern horizon and its light enters into a room through a slightly open window curtain.

Ray opened his eyelids and looked around to gather awareness first.

"Where's Kia?" he murmured while sitting.

Ray stared at the alarm beside the bed table. "Eight, it's the first time I've had a bad night's wake."

Ray's smile rose instantly when he recalled the incident last night when he managed to break into the goalkeeper of Kiara's defense.

"It's so addictive, I even want it again if I remember that thing last night." Ray immediately got out of bed to clean up.

While in the middle room.

Kiara who just finished washing dishes immediately approached Bi Imah.

"Bi, here let me just mop the floor." Kia wanted to grab the mop handle but Bi Imah quickly put away Kia's hand slowly.

"Don't neng, Bibi won't want Mr. Ray to be angry and continue to be misunderstood." declined Bi Imah subtle because he did not want if Raymond was angry at him for letting Kiara do the housework.

"Don't be afraid, Bi. Later I will explain to Mas Ray that my will mop this floor." Kia forcibly pulled the mop handle from Bi Imah's hand.

"But neng—" Bi Imah hesitated.

"Sst. I'm not there but - but, better aunt drying clothes that are behind aja." Kia started dipping the mop into a bucket filled with water and then squeezed it out a little.

Bi Imah obeyed what Kia said, she immediately left Kiara behind to dry her clothes. Since there was Kia, Bi Imah's work was a little light because Kiara always helped her, she said, Kia did not have the heart to see the fifty-five-year-old middle-aged woman working hard herself to clean the vast house.

Rara just came out of the room and she immediately went down the stairs for breakfast, because today is the weekend so the families relax at home.

Arriving below, Rara smiled cunningly at Kiara who was mopping the floor. Rara quickly walked towards the bucket of water behind Kiara, with the heart of her kicking the bucket until the water spilled everywhere.

"God'allah!" pekik Kia was shocked to see the already flooded water from the side.

Brugh

Rara dropped herself right behind Kiara.

"Mama!" Kiara crouched down beside Rara intending to help.

"Surge you!" rara shouted furiously and pushed Kia.

"Who told you to call me Mama? I wouldn't want your village mouth to call me that!" rara snapped angrily as she won her ankle.

"M—maaf, Aunt. Let me help," Kia wanted to hold Rara's arm but Rara threw Kiara's hand violently.

"Not to be so good! I know if you'd be happy to be married to Raymond, right? You just want to drain my son's treasure!"

Kiara shakes. "What did Auntie say? I never thought like that, I love Ray for who he is and am sincere."

"lik! You village women! You don't deserve to be a daughter-in-law in the William family, you just deserve to be a maid in this house." Rara looked at Kia sharply.

Kiara only fell silent while shedding tears, Kia's heart ached deeply when her pride was trampled like this.

'O Allah I beg you to strengthen me, I am indeed a poor person but I also have feelings, my heart can hurt if others insult me like this.' Kia's inner grieving.

"What's this?" ray's baritone voice was heard asking from behind.

Rara and Kia looked at Ray who was walking over.

"Ma, why are you sitting on the floor?"

"Who said Mom was sitting? Mama fell Ray, and it's because of that village girl." Rara persuaded Kia to use her chin.

Kia just shook her head fast. "No, Mas. That's not true, Aunt slipped herself and I—" Kia's remark was cut because Ray put his finger on the lips signifying Kia should be quiet.

Ray looked at Kia with a difficult look.

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