Not a Fake Marriage

Not a Fake Marriage
Ch. 14. Boutiques


Revald was in his place. He did not blink his eyes even a little when he saw Arruna coming out of the car. The woman's appearance was able to make her fascinated with the natural beauty that Arruna had.


Hair that is dyed upwards, so that it shows the surface of the skin of his neck is so beautiful, in addition there are some hair saplings that decompose so beautifully. Adding to the allure of women without such make up. When compared to her previous appearance, now this woman looks so ordinary. But somehow it caught Revald's attention.


"Which one?" tanya Arruna broke Revald's daydream.


The man blinked and shifted his eyes. Trying to control themselves.


'Ck! I could daydream like a gini.' muttered Revald. He rubbed his nose to hide his expression.


Revald did not answer Arruna's questions about which boutiques they would enter. Because in front of them today there are two boutique buildings with different and equally magnificent names.


The man went ahead without saying anything to Arruna. Arruna followed Revald's footsteps immediately. Afraid of the men's threats.


Lying and selling his pride to be able to get a lot of money, in fact Arruna was so unlucky to meet this man. It seems to itself change the terms and agreements that are spoken at the beginning. Worse yet Arruna could not protest and lawsuit to Revald.


They were greeted warmly and respectfully by the boutique staff on the right. Immediately they served their VIP guests full of wide smiles and so gentle words.


"Can I help you, sir, Miss?" ask one of the five staff who approached them.


Revald gazed around this vast room with a flat gaze. The man scanned several wedding dresses as well as a party that hung very neatly on each side.


With a sense of confidence, as well as the return of the once dim nature due to circumstances, without asking Revald first, Arruna began to step her feet towards the row of dresses located on the right side.


"This is the latest edition of our boutique, Miss. It just happened to be finished two days ago. So no one has. All the stuff that's in here is just one. So that Miss does not have to worry about anyone matching," explained one of the shop staff serving Arruna.


The woman listened to the explanation of the boutique staff as she continued walking and her hands often touched the dress that would have attracted the attention of Arruna.


Born into a wealthy family, as well as getting along among socialites, it was not difficult for Arruna to find a dress of the fine quality that this boutique had.


"I want to try this one" Arruna told boutique staff.


Although the quality is very far compared to the dress she has ever worn, at least Arruna is interested in the model of the dress she chooses and the material feels soft.


Unlike the taste that used to like dresses with open pieces and so attached to the beautiful body, Arruna now prefers dresses that look elegant and slightly closed. Even though the chest is a little low. The impression of luxury on the dress of his choice was not Arruna one eye.


There were at least five people serving Arruna. They patiently follow their customers.


"Waaahhh ... Miss looks so pretty in this dress!" exclaimed boutique staff were amazed to see Arruna wearing one of her preferred dresses.