Sweet Scandals

Ch. 55

Irene walked a long way into the house. He ignored Axelle who was following him from behind. He did not even mention Axelle who called her name repeatedly. He just kept moving faster. Until finally his steps stopped because Axelle blocked his arm strong.

"Ren, what the hell are you doing?" Axelle asked for clarity on Irene's suddenly changed attitude.

Irene took a deep breath.

"I don't like the nature of you who like it at will." Irene Sahut.

"You mean? I don't understand."

"You're the one who's a slacker. And I don't like people like that."

"Wait, wait. Don't tell me you're mad about that watch." Axelle guessed the reason for Irene's irritation.

"It doesn't matter the watch, but I don't like your nature of not respecting the privacy of others."

"Just like Ren. That means you're mad at me for the watch. I could've bought you a better one."

"It's hard to talk to you." Irene sauntered back, leaving Axelle. Axelle didn't take Irene's frustration for granted. Back he blocked Irene's arm, until Irene's steps stopped.

"Wait first. Our problems are not finished." Axelle.

"What problem?" Irene slammed her hand from Axelle's clutches.

"Boss ... Her bag just put it here, huh?" Boni came with a few paper bags. He put the paper bag on the sofa table in the middle room.

"Boss, like to go home first? Ren, thank you for the watch." Boni then rushed to leave Axelle and Irene who were still arguing.

"Sorry." Axelle said briefly.

"You're upset because the watch is an overseas brand or because it's a Zaky gift?" Adding it to make Irene even more upset.

"It's not because it's Axelle. You're infuriating. I just want us to respect each other's privacy. Not even as nice." Irene was upset, and then came back to step her foot. But Axelle quickly grabbed her waist. Irene thrashing. Until finally they fell together on the sofa not far away.

"www!" Axelle grimaced in pain. Because they fell with Irene's position on top.

"You why? Is anyone sick?" Panic Irene.

"www! My waist hurts. You're so heavy, Ren." Kelakar Axelle's.

Irene pouted. "Basic. Say dong from earlier. What am I so fat."

Irene was about to wake up from her position that was overlapping Axelle. But Axelle even embraced his waist tightly.

"His waist hurts." Complain Irene. Because Axelle seemed reluctant to take it off.

Axelle smiled cunningly. "This position feels very comfortable to me."

Irene even hit Axelle's chest slowly, while putting on a pouty face.

"Very comfortable or very profitable for you." Irene scowled. Makes Axelle more anxious.

"That's right. You're right." Axelle was smiling cunningly. Quickly, without Irene being able to dodge it, she had already landed her lips. Gently sip Irene's lips. Pouring all the feelings in his heart. The longer the gap gets deeper. Along with his embrace that is getting tighter.

The longer Axelle the more passionate. He then pulled Irene to sit on his lap. While the sweep of his lips spread everywhere. He even forgot himself. Until suddenly Irene stopped her actions that were increasingly no matter the circumstances.

"Axelle, stop." Irene shrieked in her breath hunting.

Axelle stopped his actions. It stinges, holding back the growing desire to the crown. Even his heart was racing. Heart palpitations, because of the turmoil that is held back.

"Why?" Axelle was disappointed by Irene's refusal.

"You're missing." Get down from Axelle's lap. Then he sat down beside her.

"Not a delay, Ren. I just love you too much."

"Gombal."

"I'm serious, Ren. Not a dreadlocks, but the deepest expression of the heart."

"Just the same."

"Dear of love." He began to bring his face closer. But stopped when his eyes caught an object hanging from Irene's neck. Axelle grabbed that thing.

"This is also a gift from Zaky?" Ask suspiciously.

"Oh yeah?" Axelle is suspicious. She still doesn't trust Irene.

"Yes my. Is correct. It's a relic from my parents. Since the baby I've been wearing this necklace."

"Don't lie. It's a gift from Zaky, right?"

"As far as you are. The longer you're gonna be a bitch." Irene then got up from her seat, about to leave Axelle. Suddenly his body floated in the air. Axelle held her bridal style and took her into her room.

"Axelle, put me down." Irene whimper.

But Axelle ignored. He slowly pushed Irene down on the bed.

"Now it won't suck anymore." Started to launch the action. Only the two of them knew what was going on.

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Zaky knocked on Olivia's door. He then turned the door handle so it sounded authentic from inside.

"Good day, Miss Olive." Sapa Zaky approaching.

"Let's Zaky, please sit."

Zaky took a seat in front of Olivia. Olivia asks Zaky to come over to talk about a photo shoot for her new catalog.

"Did I not trouble you?" Ask Olivia to start a conversation.

"No, Miss Olive. Sorry in advance, if I was impolite. Because I told Ms. Olive by phone. Axelle has accepted Miss Olive's offer."

"That's why I asked you to come. I just want to confirm the shooting schedule. You can talk to Shelly. Actually, there's something else I want to talk to you about."

Zaky frowned. "What about Miss Olive?"

"deliver ... You told me Irene had been living in an orphanage since she was a child. If I may, I'd like to know where the orphanage's address is." Say Olivia carefully. Because he was so curious about the identity of Irene who was reportedly an orphan. Because, every time he met Irene face to face, he always felt a different vibe in his heart.

"The orphanage?" Zaky.

Olivia nodded. "Yes. I just wanted to visit to give you a little compensation."

"Ooh ... Can, can. I'll give you the address."

Olivia quickly handed Zaky a piece of paper and pen. Zaky grabbed it and started writing down the address of the Kasih Bunda orphanage.

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Zaky stepped wide down the corridor, after a brief conversation with Olivia, Zaky decided to go home. Maybe because his gaze was too focused on the screen of his phone, until he accidentally hit someone. To the point that some items fell scattered.

A middle-aged woman crouched down to pick up items that had fallen, having been accidentally hit by Zaky.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zaky said quickly when he realized he accidentally hit someone.

The middle-aged woman, who was none other than Ranti, stood up after picking up her things.

"I'm sorry Mom. I was not intentional." Zaky said again.

Ranti smiles. "Yes, it's okay." Then leave Zaky. But his steps came to a halt when a cry from Zaky sounded.

"Wait." Zaky looked at Ranti carefully as soon as Ranti turned around, facing her. For some reason, it felt like he knew Ranti. I think he's seen Ranti's face before. But he doesn't know where. It's even hard to remember.

"Sorry, can I help you?" Ask Ranti.

Zaky shook his head. "No. Sorry, maybe I misidentified people. Again forgive me."

"Yes, it's okay." Ranti turned back. Then left Zaky who was still standing, looking at his back with a twitch on his forehead.

"I think I've seen it. But where?" Zaky seemed to be remembering something. The look on his face was as if he knew her. Until suddenly, whether consciously or unconsciously, he called out one name.

"Axis ..."

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