Sweet Scandals

Ch. 73

Irene still refused to turn her face away. His eyeballs were still faithfully staring at Axelle fixedly. He hoped Axelle was not serious about his words.

"Irene ..." Call Olivia down, as her sobs begin to subside.

Irene did not look at it one bit.

"May ..." Call Hadi.

But Irene still refused to turn away.

"Mrs ... I know, you miss your parents so much. Although you never said it, but I know, you want to meet your parents." Axelle said gently as she stroked the top of Irene's head. Then break down her sweet smile.

"Look, you once said this to me ... Don't let you regret it later. Maybe it's time God brought you together. Eliminate the prejudice in your heart. Just like my parents, your parents must have their own reasons. Which we sometimes find difficult to understand. Hm? So don't let you regret it." Added.

Irene was stunned to hear Axelle's so wise speech. In an instant, he was able to make his heart touched. And what Axelle said has a point.

Perhaps indeed, this is the time God met with parents who so missed him. Parents who were never there for him.

Perhaps also, God gave his parents the opportunity to make amends for his past mistakes.

"Irene ... Ma_forgive Mama." Olivia said. With a heart of sorrow. Her tears came back.

Hadi also tried to calm him by gently rubbing his back. But her crying became even more.

Hearing Olivia's cry, Irene finally turned her head. Looking at Olivia who was growing sobbing in her cries.

With the remaining energy, Irene tried to get up with Axelle to sit on her back at the head of the bed. The release of the oxygen hose attached to his nose.

"Don't let Ren go." Prevent Axelle.

"I'm fine." While smiling a thin smile. There is a sense of happiness in his heart for Axelle's attention. He turned back, looking at Olivia and Hadi alternately.

"Mrs Olive ..." Call Irene.

Olivia raised her face, then wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

Irene sighed for a moment. Then blow it slowly. To be honest, she still can't believe that Olivia is her real mother.

"Are you my real mother?" Ask Irene shiver.

Olivia nodded quickly at the question. Hadi rubbed his back.

"How can I believe it?"

Rushing Olivia opened her bag and reached into something from inside there. A moment later, a photo of a tiny baby girl and a necklace was in her hand. The photo and necklace he thrust into Irene's hand.

Irene received it with a twitch on her forehead. The photo and the necklace were very good. Even though he himself still could not believe it.

Axelle and Zaky. With the same feeling. Both curious, equally curious. If it was true that the middle-aged man and woman standing across from it were Irene's biological parents. And if it's true, that means Irene's not an indiscriminate person. She is the daughter of a number one producer in the country and also the daughter of a famous designer.

"That's a picture of you when you were three months old. And that is your necklace that you put to Bu Ranti during the photo shoot a few days ago. Mama recognized you from the necklace. And the initials on that necklace are your initials. Nadine Jovanka." Olivia answered Irene's question.

"Nadzine ... Papa also apologizes to you." Said Hadi in a soft tone.

"To be honest, for years Mama and Papa kept looking for your whereabouts. You were lost when you were three months old." Added.

Irene also listened carefully to what Hadi said.

Olivia then took a seat on the edge of the bed. Slowly grabbing Irene's fingers into his grasp. She stared at the soft pair of eyes of Irene who was looking at her coldly.

"Mama's really sorry about you. Mama admitted to all this Mama's fault. Mom who couldn't take good care of you back then. Once again Mama's sorry for making your life suffer." Say Ranti gently with eyes that begin to glaze over.

Remembering that time brought back Olivia's guilt towards her only daughter. That afternoon, she took little Irene for a walk in the park by the baby carriage.

At that time, there was a little boy who almost got hit by a motorcyclist. Because he was the closest, he rushed to help the little boy. When she returned to take little Irene for a walk, she found her baby carriage empty. Little Irene was not in the baby carriage.

Like a madman, Olivia is hysterical and constantly looking for her daughter's whereabouts. He concluded that his daughter was kidnapped. He reported the incident to the authorities. They even advertise everywhere. Unfortunately, no one knows where her daughter is.

"Honestly, when I first saw you, I felt like I knew you. There was a feeling my mother could not express at the time. Every time I see you, there is a longing in my heart. Mama already has a feeling that you are Mama's daughter. But at that time Mama had no evidence that could corroborate Mama's premonition." Added.

Irene stared at Olivia intensely. To be honest, he still had a hard time believing it. However, seeing Olivia's earnestness, he slowly began to believe. It forces the heart to accept it. As Axelle said, don't let him regret it later.

Perhaps it is time for God to replace his suffering with the happiness he dreamed of. All this time he was just dreaming, having a life like everyone else. Who lives happily in the midst of a family that loves him wholeheartedly.

"Yet again Mama apologizes to you." Olivia wept with tears returning.

Seeing Olivia mean it with her words, even sincerely apologizing. Finally Irene nodded her head, while unraveling her smile.

"You_you forgive Mama?" Olivia couldn't even believe Irene's taking her apology. Her tears were getting wet her cheeks.

"I'm sorry Ma." Irene said at last.

"What did you say?" Olivia was even more moved to hear Irene call her Mama.

"Yes, Mama forgave you. Mama's not angry even if you hate Mama. Can Mama hug you?"

Irene nodded along with tears that began to fade. Quickly he slid into Olivia's arms. Spilling tears of longing in his mother's arms.

Hadi who was moved to see the scene also chose to get closer. He rubbed gently on Irene's back. Just give it calmness and warmth through its gentle touch.

While Axelle and Zaky who witnessed the scene were also moved and happy. Irene was finally able to reunite with her biological parents.

Irene finally found out her true self. He thought he was just an orphan. His birth was probably unwanted.

But in fact, she is a daughter that is so valuable to both parents. He really is very happy. His happiness cannot be described with words. The happiness he dreamed of for years.

After Olivia took off her arms, she now moved into her father's arms. While crying.

"I'm sorry, Papa Nak. Papa's very guilty of you." Hadi said amidst the coloring haru flavor.

"Mr ..." Irene said softly in her father's arms.

That night, weeping could be heard filling the room. The reunion of a small family that had been separated for many years presents their own happiness. I hope this is a good start for them.

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After spilling each other's homesickness, Olivia escorted Hadi to the parking lot. Hadi's hand was ready to open the car door.

"Be careful on the road." Olivia.

Hearing Olivia's words, Hadi lowered his hand again. Then turn her body face to face Olivia who was down, as if she did not want to see the departure of her ex-husband.

"Liv ... I ..." Hadi wanted to say something, but his tongue felt funny.

"Go home. Your wife and daughter are waiting." Said Olivia still with her face down.

"I told you, Clarissa's not my daughter. My daughter is only Nadine."

"That's it. I know why you won't admit Clarissa. For years, you should have accepted them as your wife and child."

Hadi grinned thinly.

"Clarissa is not my daughter. You don't know anything about Gina. When I married her, she was already pregnant. How could the child in her womb be my son, and I never touched him."

"Liv ... If given a chance, I want us to regroup like we used to. Me, you, and Nadine, our daughter." Hadi meant it.

"Then your wife and son want you to come? You want to dump them?"

"I've been wanting to divorce Gina for a long time."

Olivia was stunned. Slowly he lifted his face. He looked at Hadi carefully. He was surprised to hear Hadi's words as if he did not care about the wife who had been with him for years.

If Hadi is serious about his words, what should he do. He just doesn't want to be back as a snatch of people's husbands. He no longer wanted to tarnish his own good name.

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Hadi stepped gontai about to enter his house. His steps stopped when he saw Clarissa's car had just arrived. But the one driving the car wasn't Clarissa herself. Except his personal driver. It was only fitting that when he needed the driver, the driver even went out of the house.

"Where are you Dadang?" Ask Hadi as soon as Dadang gets off Clarissa's car.

"Sorry Mister. Last time you called, I was at the car wash." Answer Dadang fear.

"Car wash? Doesn't Clarissa get her car to the wash?"

"I'm just following your orders. He said Non Clarissa was not feeling well. I saw Non Clarissa's face was also pale earlier."

"Oh yeah?" Hadi frowned.

"Is the car so dirty that you have to take it to the wash? You know I often have sudden business, and I need you. If this keeps up, I could fire you."

"Once again forgive me, sir. I just follow orders. I saw him on the bumper of Non's car, there was a blood stain. So, I ..."

"wait. There's a blood stain you said?" Hadi frowned more and more.

"I-" had not been able to Dadang answer, suddenly Clarissa came.

"Feed ... Is the car finished?" Clarissa asked half-collared. His steps stopped when he saw Hadi.

"Daddy?"

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