Sweet Scandals

Ch. 37

Irene gnashing. Eve who was too cold from the air conditioner made him wake up. Even though he was under a thick blanket, he still felt cold. It feels like there is something lacking. Axelle's warm embrace was no longer felt.

Many times he blinked, focusing his gaze on looking for something that was no longer on his side. Axelle was not lying next to him. He then got out of bed. Grab the AC remote on the nightstand, and turn off the air conditioner.

Irene came down the stairs slowly. Because of the drowsiness that is still felt, as well as the eyes that have not focused. He stared pushyly, sweeping his gaze across the room looking for Axelle's whereabouts. Until suddenly his gaze was fixed on the dining table that had been arranged neatly breakfast.

But there was something different, not Axelle who prepared her breakfast. But other people who look so skilled and seem to have been used to doing women's work. Even the kitchen doesn't look messy. Unlike Axelle, just making fried rice and eggs just plopped the kitchen until like a ship broke.

Zakiy.

The man smiled when he saw Irene approaching.

"Are you awake?" Ask Zaky.

Zaky couldn't see Irene coming down the stairs. So until now, Zaky has not known the closeness of Irene and Axelle's relationship.

"Your early in the morning is already__"

"Sometimes I do this when Axelle's sick." Sela Zaky was quick before Irene finished her sentence.

Irene frowned when she heard the word pain. "Axelle's sick?"

"Yes. Since yesterday he's been not feeling well. He was just exhausted from overextending himself yesterday. Shooting that should have taken longer was short. This time he was like that." Bring a bowl of hot soup and put it on the dinner table.

"Let's have breakfast together. You must be hungry too, right?"

Irene glanced at his smile. Although his heart was restless, worrying about Axelle's condition.

"Oh yeah. Can you please wake him up?" Pinta Zake.

Irene confusion. Because I don't know where Axelle is right now. When she woke up, Axelle was no longer by her side.

"He was sleeping on the couch. In front of the TV." Zaky.

Irene reviewed the smile while nodding her head. Then he moved to the living room, approaching Axelle who was lying on the sofa. Axelle was asleep. It feels like you don't have to disturb your sleep. Especially, said Zaky Axelle is not feeling well.

Irene squatting. Looked at Axelle in the close-up. Slowly Irene's hand reached out to touch Axelle's forehead. To make sure Axelle's not running a fever. Because all night they both slept with a very cold room temperature. And just holding each other will feel warmer. Even though they sleep under a thick blanket.

Irene's hand touched Axelle's forehead. Suddenly Irene sneezed. To wake Axelle from her deep sleep.

"Harcissiih ... Hatciii ..." Irene's reflexes covered her mouth and nose with both hands.

"Irene?" Axelle woke up with her anxious face looking at Irene.

Axelle woke up and stuck her finger on Irene's forehead. Determining Irene's condition.

"You have a fever?" Worried Axelle.

"No. I'm fine."

"But your body is warm."

"It's okay. Aren't you the one who's sick? I was asked by Zaky to wake you up. Breakfast is ready."

"I'm just exhausted. A short rest will also be healed."

"Yes, let's have breakfast. Zaky's been waiting at the dinner table." Then stand up and go to the dining table. But Axelle's hand quickly pulled on her wrist. Until he fell in Axelle's arms.

"Axelle, let me go." Irene's ink as it felt Axelle's embrace getting tighter.

"Just a moment."

"What if Zaky sees us later." Irene was still struggling.

"will not. If he sees us, we have to be honest about how far our relationship has gone."

"You're crazy."

Finally Axelle took off her arms. And turned to look at Irene. Looking at the look on Irene's face and the hue of her face that looked pale.

"We're going to the doctor." Axelle flat.

"I'm not sick. But you. We're going to the doctor, right?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me. The one who should have gone to the doctor was you. Not me."

"Why are we so lazy to point at each other like this? Yeah, well, then we play doctor. Like last night." Axelle with a nosy smile, to make Irene's face meet red.

"What the hell ..." Irene blushed in embarrassment as she turned her face away.

A moment later, Axelle's hand rolled across her face. Take him to look at her. In such a close distance.

Although things like this have often happened, but somehow still make his heart pounding. Until the heart beats faster. Axelle can always make her feel loved, feel so meaningful. Until the love of his heart was springing up.

"Listen to me." Axelle stared fixedly at Irene's eyeballs. "From now on, don't ever avoid me again. Stay by my side. I want us to stay together until death do us part."

Axelle's words sounded a little silly. But success warms his heart. Irene didn't know what to answer. Axelle seemed to mean it.

"You're too much." Lirih Irene said with a clumsy smile because she was struck by embarrassment that made her nervous half to death.

"I mean it, Ren. I want this marriage to be no longer a charade. I really love you." Reveal Axelle with all the flavor in the soul.

The dream that was plastered was so real before his eyes, he wanted to make it real as soon as possible. He really wants a bond. Not a mere falsity. He wanted to make Irene a part of his life. Live the rest of his life with the people he loves.

Many things made her fall in love with Irene. Something that makes him feel complete. For a second, he did not want to be separated. The feeling of that day was growing in his chest. Can't imagine if things would separate. If the show ends, they must separate. And he didn't want that to happen. Before it was all over, he wanted to end it first. By turning the show into reality.

"Would you marry me?" Axelle asked suddenly.

Irene stunned. What to answer, he really doesn't know. To be honest, he wanted it to happen. But is it possible, everything will feel easy to make it real. Is it possible that aral will not stretch when the dream is so eager to be achieved.

Please, someone convince Irene. If all goes together, fought together, it will be easy.

Irene smiled, accompanied by a slow nod. Along with Axelle's face that slowly began to approach. It's getting closer now. When suddenly ...

"Axis ... Irene ..." Zaky's call made both of them flounder. Hurriedly away from each other.

"What are you guys doing?" Ask Zaky wonder.

"Emc ... That ... Irene's eyes were flickering. I just helped blow it." Axelle answered nervously.

"Oh yeah? Keep going, how now? Is Ren better?"

"Su_already. It's been better. Thanks Axelle. Thanks, Axelle." Irene was no less nervous. They almost got caught.

"Thank God. Let's have breakfast. The food will be cold." Zaky first set his foot on the dining table. Followed by Axelle and Irene.

While at the dinner table Irene and Axelle looked like they were not close to each other. It even looks like a stranger. Only occasionally did they look at each other. While under the dining table, the legs clasped together. It really looks like a teenager in a kasmaran.

Zaky seemed to be enjoying his breakfast. Only his eyeballs occasionally moved glancing at Irene. Irene looked calm, but not with her legs clasping each other with Axelle's legs. Axelle kicked her leg too hard.

"Aww!" Irene shrieked along with her sharp gaze at Axelle.

Zaky who looked calm was disturbed. Soon he stopped eating. Then I looked at Irene worriedly.

"Why Ren? The food's not good?" Ask Zaky.

Irene smiled clumsily. Confused what to answer. Because I don't want Zaky to be suspicious of Axelle's naughty behavior.

"Ti_no. The food is good. Very yummy. I just didn't think you were so good at cooking." Irene threw her praise. Because that was the only answer that flashed through his mind.

And who would have thought, Irene's praise actually made the look on Axelle's face change in the blink of an eye. With an annoyed look, he looked at Zaky and Irene alternately.

"Basic." Umbat Axelle.

"Thank you. Next time, I want to eat your cooking. Can you?" Ask Zaky.

Irene smiled back. "Can."

Instantly, Axelle's eyes fumbled. Glared perfectly looking at Irene. Axelle's getting pissed.

TB