Sweet Scandals

Ch. 2

"Axis ..." Dance with a stifled voice. But it was heard by Irene's sense of hearing.

The bespectacled man, whom Tari called by the name of Axelle, took off the sunglasses that framed his face.

His pair of eagle eyes were staring at Irene so coldly. Irene also boldly returned her gaze in annoyance.

While Dance, sculpting perfectly in place. With sparkling eyes and a smile made as sweet as possible.

"Axis ..." Mumbled Dance once again with the shyness of the cat.

"If the way, be careful. Watch the road well. Use your eyes, not your feet." The man said so casually, as if he was making fun of Irene.

"I'm asking for damages." Irene suddenly said. It made the man surprised to hear it.

"Residence? What's for?"

"You've ruined this dress." Raise the dress up high.

"Which part is broken?"

"See." Irene showed the torn end of the dress to the man.

The man, whom Tari calls Axelle, briefly glanced at the torn part of the dress. Then I looked back at Irene coldly.

"How much compensation do you want?" Ask the man.

"Price for this dress. Twenty-five million." Irene answered boldly.

"Only a small tear like that, but the price you ask for is too high. I'm not gonna give you that much money."

"can't. You have to pay the damages."

"You want to blackmail me? Or do you want to trick me?"

"You really don't have ethics? By the way, I seem to have heard your name. If this incident I uploaded to sosmed then viral, I'm sure you must be_"

"Talk to my manager. I don't have time to serve you. Excuse me." The man sauntered leisurely leaving Irene.

Irene did not want to lose that man just like that. It's delicious, he plays away without being responsible for his actions. Irene had that kind of money to replace a broken dress.

"Hey, wait." Irene exclaimed as she followed the man's steps. So close, Irene pulled the shirt on the back of the man was strong. Until some buttons shirt the upper part of the man was wearing was released one by one. Freely drift in the air. In an instant, the man's field chest was freely exposed. Luckily, that afternoon the gallery was quiet. Not many people witnessed that incident. Except Irene and Dance.

"Looks just go away. Responsibility first." Irene exclaimed with a high tone.

The man turned his body face to face with Irene. Shamelessly letting her chest plastered just like that in front of Irene's eyes.

Suddenly, Irene closed her eyes with one hand. While Dance who stood across, came over with increasingly sparkling eyes. Many times Tari swallowed her saliva with difficulty when she saw the unusual sight presented free before her eyes.

"Yeah ... His body is very athletic. So sexy. I like it." Mumbled Dance without embarrassment.

"Basar bawdy guy. Turn your body around." Irene said behind the palm of her hand that covered her eyes.

"You made me like this. Now you're the one with the damages. You've ruined my shirt." Said the man with a tone starting to rise. It seemed that the man was getting annoyed with Irene's behavior.

"Just boy. Wrong about to run away."

"Who has escaped. I told you, just talk to my manager. Are you deaf?"

"Just your manager I don't know. Don't try to trick me, will you?"

"Hey, Miss. Don't you know me? Where you from? An Axelle you don't know?"

Wait up!

What did that guy say?

The axelle?

So Dance is right. That man is called Axelle. Famous artist whose face often wara-wiri on the glass screen. Series playwright, ad star, and more. Axelle who is so valued by many women? One of them is Dance and Mami Marta?

Is that really Axelle?

Axelle Allardo's.

Her name is often Irene heard. But his face, only this time Irene saw it in person.

Oh come on Irene. Times are so sophisticated. Axelle's class artist only you don't know her.

"Who cares about your name. I don't know you at all. Now tell me, do you want compensation or not?" Urge Irene without caring what Axelle looks like at the moment.

"Basic little con man. Hey, you_"

"Axelle." I heard someone calling his name. Until Axelle's sentence stopped just like that.

A man with a neat look, quite handsome, came over. The man quickly took off the suit and gave it to Axelle.

Axelle accepted it. Then put on the suit and cover the exposed part of his body.

"You go to the car. This let me take care of it." Said the man. Then his gaze looked for someone who might be able to help him.

"Bony." Call that guy to someone who just showed up.

The man called Boni rushed over.

"What's the boss?" Ask the man with a gurgle. Er, errat, not the man apparently. Except for half a man. Half-finished creature.

"You're taking Axelle to the car." Tell the man.

"Good, Boss." Boni's obedience then rushed following Axelle's long steps.

The man now turned to look at Irene who was still covering her face.

"Ren, Axelle's gone. You can open your eyes." Dance whispers in Irene's ears.

Irene lowered her hand that covered her face. But surprised at the same time when his eyes saw the figure of another man standing before him, looking at him kindly. It was different with Axelle.

"Who are you?" Ask Irene.

"If you may know, what mistakes Axelle made. Let me be in charge. I'm the manager."

"She's ruined this dress." Dance showed me the dress, "and she's got to compensate."

"How much do I have to pay for the damage to the dress."

"Twenty-five million."

"alright. Oh yeah ..." Take the wallet out of his pants pocket. Then take a business card from the wallet.

"This is my business card. My address and phone number are on that card. You can call me anytime." Imbabuhnya while thrusting the business card to Irene.

"Zaky Hanniel." Irene muttered the name on the business card.

"Yes, that's my name. I'll pay for the dress. But now, too bad I don't have any cash. Call me whenever you want. I'll take responsibility." Add the man again.

"But_"

"Mirh ..." A soft voice greeted.

At once their gaze turned to the figure of a middle-aged woman who still saw the aura of her beauty.

"I thought you were home. Apparently you're still here. Is there a problem?" Ask the woman.

Zaky commented on her thin smile, "there's a little problem with Ms. Olive. But I've finished it."

Hearing the name called, Irene and Tari gaped. Then panic was incredible. They become misbehaved. Somehow I faced that woman. Her expensive dress was accidentally broken in their hands. It is certain that the woman will definitely ask for compensation. And of course they will be fired from their jobs.

"Aren't you from the laundry? You guys came to deliver my dress, right? Where's dress?" Ask the woman.

From the uniforms they wear alone can be recognized they are employees of Super Clean Laundry. The name was clearly on the uniform they were wearing.

"Be_begini Ma'am. Se_beforeya sa_I'm sorry." Irene stammered.

Duh, how is this? Am I being honest?

Irene muttered in her heart. He's really nervous. Even afraid to say what happened to that expensive dress.

"They're a little troubled." It was Zaky who answered Ms. Olive's question.

"You mean?"

"The dragon's torn. The mistake unintended. But Miss Olive take it easy. I'll compensate."

"Tear?" Ms. Olive was very surprised. Then looked at Irene with an unusual look.

Irene was getting scared. His hands even shook. And his face suddenly began to pale. He was very sure, Miss Olive would definitely nag them. And if the beautiful woman contacts Mami Marta and says she is disappointed in the laundry service, Irene and Tari will be mercilessly fired. Though, to Irene, this job was the only one and everything for Irene.

However, what Irene feared was just the opposite. Ms. Olive looked at Irene who was looking down carefully. For some reason, the look on his face that had originally started to look unfriendly, suddenly changed as his eyes looked at Irene. His gaze warmed up for a moment. Especially when Irene dared to raise her face and look at the beautiful woman.

"Ma_I'm sorry Ma'am. Sa_I accidentally ruined the dress." Irene was still stuttering.

"What's your name?" Ask Ms. Olive suddenly. Looking closely at Irene.

"Irene Kinara."

"How old are you?"

"22 years."

It looked as if Ms. Olive was breathing deeply when Irene mentioned her age. The sadness felt as if it was starting to appear on that beautiful face.

"Where's my dress." Ms. Olive extended her hand.

With trembling hands, Irene handed the plastic-wrapped dress to Ms. Olive's hand.

"Had to have her dress stuffed in a box." Said Mrs Olive. Irene apologized again.

"I'm sorry Mom. I'll indemnify. Please don't tell this to our boss."

"This time I'm sorry. And you don't need any compensation."

"What?" Irene and Tari were really surprised. Their expressions even looked funny at this moment. Eyes bulging and mouth gaping wide.

Ms. Olive commented on her thin smile.

"You don't need any compensation. I can still fix this dress. And Zaky, you don't have to pay any damages either."

Zaky smiled too. Then turned his gaze to Irene who now looked happy as well as relieved.

For a moment Zaky looked stunned as she looked at Irene who was smiling. But then hurriedly averted his gaze as Irene looked at him.

"Thank you very much, Olive. Then excuse me first." Pamit Zaky's. Then go away and leave that place.

"Thank you very much, ma'am. You are very kind. I don't know in what way I repay Mom's kindness." Irene's words expressed her happiness.

"No need to thank me. Actually, this dress is an old dress. I was planning on changing this dress."

"Again, thank you very much ma'am. Then, we'll excuse you."

"Please."

Irene and Tari hurriedly left the place. Ms. Olive looked at their backs that were getting further away.

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In his car that was still parked in front of the gallery, Zaky threw his body in the middle seat, next to Axelle who was sitting with his chest closed.

"Why long? You don't know if my stomach's been screaming for rations?" Upset Axelle while looking intently at Zaky, her manager.

"sorry. It's also because of yourself. Luckily, Olive was very good. So we don't have to pay for the damage to the dress."

"That girl is the only one who wants to deceive us. Because he knows who I am."

"But I don't think that girl knows you."

"What planet is that girl from? In this world, there was not a single woman who did not know Axelle."

Zaky pulled the corner of her lips, as if mocking Axelle, "I think there is one woman who does not know you. That girl." Zaky turned his eyes out the car window.

Across the street, Irene and Tari start riding Mami Marta's pink scooter. A moment later, the matic scooter flashed in front of their car.

Axelle and Zaky also looked at the dead scooter riders until they got further away and lost amid the density of other vehicles.

"Freaky girl. Little swindler." Axelle is upset.

But Zaky, even smiled at Axelle's behavior. Just this time, an Axelle was irritated by a girl. Usually, any girl who sees Axelle, must be hysterical. Then urgently ask for signatures and even ask to take pictures together. But that girl is completely different. Axelle's presence meant nothing to the girl. It's true that she doesn't know Axelle.

Oh came on. Even this country knows who Axelle is. But the girl?

"Tomorrow there's a press conference. Prepare yourself. Boni, let's go." Order Zaky.

Slowly the car began to drive away from the parking lot of Olive Galery.

TB