GIRL IN RED

GIRL IN RED
CHAPTERS 14. GO SHOPPING


Since he returned to the Rafaldi family, he has visited this place several times and has memorized where the location of men's clothing boutiques. After getting off the car, he immediately stepped towards one of the branches of the famous brand. He just arrived in front of the boutique when he passed Reza Kanchana who had just come out. The two stopped their steps and looked at each other.


Reza's presence there reminded Arimbi of his past life, and the hatred in him for the man appeared and was almost visible from the look of his angry eyes. She even had the desire to come forward and strangle the man and ask him why he married her if he didn't love her.


If that night wasn't Reza fucking her, why would she pretend to be stupid and cause her daughter's death. But now Arimbi is in the second life where all these things have not happened.


“Arimbi.” Reza took a few steps forward and stood before him and looked at him in confusion. Previously, Arimbi's eyes always sparkled every time he saw the man but why this time Reza felt Arimbi a little different.


“Arimbi, why are you here? Are you alone?” reza asked while looking around.


By suppressing his hatred as strongly as possible, Arimbi noticed Reza who circulated around. Arimbi knew the man was looking for Amanda.


A sneering smile appeared on Arimbi's face as he asked himself. She really loves Amanda but she pretends to be interested in me. Is he not tired of all this drama? He must have been blind because he hadn't seen that in his past life.


“I came alone to shop,” he said a stupid past then stepped past Reza.


“Arimbi!” suddenly Reza turned around and clutched his wrist.


Quickly Arimbi pulled his hand and snorted in annoyance, “Sick tau!”


Reza clutched his injured hand. Although the wound had healed in recent days but the incision still hurt when held. Surprised, Reza turned her gaze to Arimbi's wrist and clasped the hand again. The man completely ignored Arimbi's efforts to avoid him. With an injured expression he asked, “Arimbi what happened to your hand? Who did this?”


Arimbi turned his head towards him and smiled gloomily, “Reza! Didn't you say you liked me? Why didn't you know I was hurt? You haven't even visited me at home these past few days.”


Anxiety flashed through Reza's eyes, but she quickly controlled herself and lied. “I've been very busy lately so I can't visit you. So tell me how you got hurt? Your wound looks like a knife incision.”


“Can you let me go now?”


With furrowed brows, Reza observed Arimbi. Amanda once complained to Reza that if Arimbi had changed, she was now spoiled for her parents and even trapped Amanda but Reza did not believe Amanda's words. How could a country girl like Arimbi possibly trap Amanda and look sneaky? It's not like the Arimbi he knows.


But now, Reza began to believe Amanda's words after seeing for herself Arimbi's attitude that really changed. The way Arimbi looked at him was not as warm as it used to be, as if he was not someone who fell in love at first sight at Reza who stubbornly stopped him just to ask for his phone number. The Arimbi before him now looked indifferent and his eyes were cold!


“This is a knife incision! The incision from the knife Amanda gave me!” arimbi said flatly and pulled his hand.


When Arimbi returned to the Rafaldi family, there was a dagger among the gifts given by Amanda. He told Arimbi that time, that he could use the dagger to protect himself. But after being reborn, now Arimbi understands that Amanda has actually lured him into a trap step by step since the beginning he returned to his family.


“Amanda gave it to you to protect yourself. Why did you hurt yourself with that dagger? Now it has started to scab, so it will definitely heal soon.” said Reza but when she mentioned Amanda's name, her tone was very soft without her noticing. The pity and worry he had shown Arimbi was now gone.


The more Arimbi observes the man, the more he hates himself for having so blindly fallen in love with the jerk in his past life. Reza immediately switched the conversation, turned her body to look at the boutique then asked, “Arimbi, you said you want to shop. This is a men's clothing store. Are you shopping for your dad?”


“I don't think it's any of your business who I want to shop for! Who is surely whoever it is, not you!”


Arimbi's answer suddenly made Reza gawk, he liked the clothes from the boutique and Arimbi always bought it as a gift for him. Every time she came to the boutique, Arimbi always shopped for her but now she says she won't buy him anything! So who is Arimbi shopping for? Gumam Reza was curious. Whoever it was, he felt an awkwardness towards Arimbi.


Reza is used to Arimbi treating her like a precious treasure, always realizing his wishes and buying what Reza likes without the need for him to ask. But, all of a sudden Arimbi's attitude towards her changed to ice-cold! Even when the woman was shopping she did not shop for Reza and she felt lost. “I know this brand, come on Arimbi let me take you inside.” he said trying to pull Arimbi's hand to enter the boutique.


Arimbi brushed off her hand then raised her chin and stepped into the boutique gracefully. He pushed the entrance and stepped inside.


At the same time.


“Stop the car,” Emir suddenly orders his driver to stop the car. The driver quickly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car on the side of the road.


The Emir pressed the button lowering the car window while his gaze was fixed on the distant figure who had just walked into a boutique. Right behind him, Reza Kanchana followed him.


“Stop the car across the road there!” emir's orders are cold.


The driver carried out his order and minutes later the Emir's car stopped right in front of the entrance of Monivong Boulevard.


“I want to shop,” murmured. Deftly, the guards got out of the car and checked the surroundings carefully. After making sure that everything was safe, the bodyguard took out a wheelchair and lifted the Emir out of the car. The bodyguards split the tasks and did so carefully, they finished quickly.


Guards pushed Emir's wheelchair into Monivong Boulevard. Everyone here was very happy to see his presence there. All the visitors and shopkeepers wanted to see Emir Serkan but no one dared to approach.


Everyone knows the Emir even though they never met in person but they saw him in newspapers and electronic media. The man was one of those people who could make such a scene wherever he went.


“Halo, Mr Emir!”


“How are you Mr Emir?”


All the store managers who heard the news of the Emir's presence in the region immediately came out of his shop and greeted with friendly smiles. They don't care even if the man doesn't know them, the important thing is that he knows they're being respectful to him.