Sweet Scandals

Ch. 8

Now Irene and Axelle news is the latest hot topic. Not a few people talk about their relationship. Some say that Irene was lucky to get Axelle. Some even say that Axelle is the type of dream man. Because I love ordinary women. And try to protect the privacy of the woman he loves, by not exposing his relationship.

Really Axelle makes a lot of women out there praise him. And not a few women were envious of Irene. In an instant, Axelle's image improved again. And the news of their marriage also by itself makes people forget the scandal that happened to him.

But, despite all of that. No one knows, the relationship they are in is a mere charade. There is no love between the two. There is only one need for each other.

Yep.

Axelle needs Irene to save her reputation. Irene needs Axelle's money. Same relationship is mutually beneficial, right?

Because now Irene's face is known to many people, Irene was a little difficult to live her day. Outside the parlour there could be paparazzi lurking to just get the news. As Zaky said. Until Irene also had to do a little disguise when out of the house, to go to work this morning.

Wearing a thick sweater, Irene covered her head. He also wears a mask and sunglasses. Even to get into his workplace, he had to sneak quietly like a thief.

Irene simply did not expect, her days would be so difficult to live. His life seemed to be being watched by many pairs of eyes. Maybe Axelle was used to this. But Irene?

This is really annoying for Irene. Suddenly his life changed 180 degrees. From free and comfortable living through daily activities. Become a life that seems to be constrained. Every move is always watched, forcing him to always be careful. Because, if the skit is revealed, it will have a bad impact. Especially for Axelle.

"Irene ..." Exciting Dance half-screamed as she watched Irene enter the washing machine room.

Irene ignored the call of Dance. Until Tari had to follow him to the washing machine room.

"Ren, you're crazy?" Upset Dance as she approached Irene who started putting clothes into the washing machine.

"What the hell, Tar?"

"So you've been in contact with Axelle? So Axelle's secret boyfriend all this time, was it you?"

Irene slicked her shoulders. Questions he shouldn't have answered. If it is honest, it is free.

"It turns out all this time you were just pretending not to know Axelle. You are his girlfriend. His wife-to-be again. Tega you, Ren." Dance looked disappointed. His face was gloomy for a moment.

'Yes, Dance. I'm faking. Pretending to be his girlfriend for his career.' Irene could only hide. If only he could say that.

"Sorry, Dance. If you knew the truth. But I can't tell you." Irene was lethargic.

"You know, I'm a big fan of Axelle. Actually I'm disappointed. But as a friend ..." Dance sighed for a moment.

"I'm happy. At least, my friend is Axelle's future wife. And I can brag about this to my other friends, to the neighbors, on__" Tari added with excitement. But his excitement had to stop for a moment, because Mami Marta came to confuse the two.

"Irene." Mami Marta half rebuked.

While staring at Irene, Mami Marta slowly approached. Irene and Tari could only swallow her saliva with difficulty. Mami Marta looks terrible this time. What makes Maleficent relapse.

Oh, my gosh. Irene almost forgot. What else makes the aunt suddenly change if not for Axelle. Everyone knows that Irene is Axelle's lover. No exception Mami Marta. Moreover, the middle-aged woman was the same as Dance. Axelle's Bucin.

"Irene ..." Suddenly Mami Marta mentioned the name Irene so gently.

Irene was also surprised.

"Are you really Axelle's boyfriend?" Ask Mami Marta later. With a soft tone of voice.

Irene smiled awkwardly, "i_iya Mami." Irene had to answer what else if not YES.

"Are you getting married?"

"I_iya Mami's. Right."." Right."

"Why not tell me from the beginning, if you're Axelle's future wife. If you know this, I won't tell you to work in the laundry section. You fit him in the administration." The drastic change from Mami Marta obviously made Irene only able to grimace widely. While smiling clumsily.

"No need, Mama. There's already Mami herself in administration." Irene chirped with a wide grin.

"Abuehhh ... You're this. If from the beginning I knew you were Axelle's future wife, maybe you were in the administration."

"No need. Anyway, where do I understand the administrative matter."

"You can do this. Oh yeah, by the way, when I get home from work, Axelle's gonna pick you up?"

Hem ... There's a shrimp behind the rock.

"Maybe Not."

"Excuse me ..." Suddenly a man's baritone voice came from the front.

They all fell silent for a moment. Then the three of them moved forward together. To make sure that customers stop by.

But apparently, not the customer as they expected. Rather a handsome man, with neat cuts and sunglasses perched on his nose, was standing in the doorway.

Except for Irene, who chose to remain standing in her place. While Tari and Mami Marta excitedly ran over to the man.

"Axis ..." Both are scuffles. For not expecting Axelle to stop by the Super Clean Laundry.

"Axis ... Yes ampuuun ... Is this not a dream?" Mami Marta girang.

Axelle took off her sunglasses. I broke down her sweet smile later.

"Really Axelle. Yes ampuuun ... I'm so glad Axelle stopped by this place. By the way, can I have a photo, right?" Mami Marta keganjenan.

Axelle smiled again. Mami Marta and Tari rush to pick up her phone. Then he started taking pictures with Axelle. Although the two are fighting each other.

Across from, Irene watched the scene with a straight look. Even without the slightest expression. Because the arrival of the man was not at all expected.

From what Irene's eye can see, Axelle begins to be uncomfortable by the strange behavior of Mami Marta and Tari. Understandably, there are top artists. Who is not excited, try. Moreover, the two women were his fans.

"Sorry, sorry. Can't, don't hold it." Axelle was really uncomfortable.

"no need. I came here to pick up my future wife. We have a sudden need. So, can I take her out?" Ask Axelle.

Irene was still standing in her place. Not even a reaction to Axelle's words.

"Ooh ... Sure do. Of course I can. Whynot? Ren ... Come here for a minute." Mami Marta waved her hand at Irene.

Because the one who called him was his superior, Irene also complied. Slowly he approached. Looking at Axelle.

Axelle commented on her smile looking at Irene. Either his smile is sincere or just pretend to keep his image.

"Excuse me." Suddenly, a man's baritone voice came back.

At once their attention was diverted to the figure of another handsome man standing behind Axelle with a sweet smile.

Zakiy.

This time Irene unraveled her smile as she looked at Zaky. She also looked at him with a sweet smile.

"Sorry, who are you?" Ask Mami Marta.

"I'm Zaky, Axelle's manager. I'm sorry Mom, we're here to pick up Irene."

"Oh, may ... Can."

"I'm sorry, but Irene won't be working in this place again, starting today."

Not only Irene, Mami Marta and Tari were surprised to hear Zaky's words.

"I mean Mr Zaky?" Irene asked curiously.

"You're getting married soon. As a future husband, Axelle won't let you work."

Now Irene is dead.

What the fuck?

If Irene doesn't work, then how does she help the finances of the home. How he fulfills his life needs. It's really a nightmare.

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What else can Irene do besides PASRAH. With two men who have dragged her into a nightmare. On the way, Irene was still silent. Same thing with Axelle sitting next to him. While Zaky was busy receiving phone calls, next to Boni who focused on the streets that began to look crowded.

"We went to Olive Galery for wedding dress fittings." Zaky ended his phone call.

"What's? Ga_wedding dress?" Irene was surprised not to hear it.

"Your wedding is in two days. So, from now on, act well." Zaky. Irene could not say anything more.

"Oh yeah, Irene. We stopped by at the orphanage. And I've solved your problem with a guy named Bondan. I paid for the land." Imbuh Zaky later. But inwardly feeling compassion even amazed at Irene. For the sake of the orphanage children, he was willing to do this charade. That fact they just found out when they came to the parlor to pick up Irene.

"Now you owe me. That money is my hard work. So, don't let you make a mistake. Or I'll sue you." Strictly Axelle also while glancing at Irene with the tail of her eyes.

Irene could do anything but obey the words of the two men. Wanting to argue, accept not accept, the two men had already saved the parlor. At least Irene was a little relieved. Because the children of the home have a place to shelter. However, thinking about marriage problems, it makes it difficult to breathe now.

"Thank you, Mr. Zaky." Irene was lethargic.

It's not that Irene wasn't happy the parlour issue was resolved. What to do if the wedding really happened. Will they live under one roof?

Oh my god!

This is a nightmare for Irene. Living under one roof with a haughty, perverted guy like Axelle, he really didn't want one. Even in a dream. But how else. Everything happened so fast. Unexpectedly at first. Again, he could only stop.

Arriving in front of Olive Galery, Irene and Axelle got out of the car. Followed by Zaky and Boni.

When she was about to move her legs, Irene was shocked by Axelle's arm that suddenly wrapped around her shoulder. Suddenly, he turned his head, looking at the arm that wrapped around his shoulder. Then looked up, looking at Axelle who was also looking at him while smiling sweetly.

"The expression is not like that." Axelle's whisper in Irene's ear. Because of Irene's reaction which actually looks upset when Axelle embraces her shoulder with affection. It was as if they were really lovers.

"There's journalists. Do you want me to sue you later until you make a mistake?" Whisper Axelle again. Want to not want to, Irene also resigned. Then smile back sweetly while looking at Axelle.

The two throw smiles at each other. While stepping together entering Olive Galery.

Once inside Olive Galery, Irene violently slammed Axelle's arm from her shoulder. Maybe the reporter was not paying attention to them anymore. Irene took a little distance from Axelle by walking in front of Axelle. He just didn't want to get too close to the guy.

However, Irene's guess was wrong. Who would have thought, there were other reporters inside Olive Galery. He panicked for a moment. Then nervous, and about to turn around to get back close to Axelle.

However, all of a sudden, Axelle quickly pulled on Irene's wrist so forcefully. As a result, Irene lost her balance. His body is shabby, probably going to fall freely to the floor.

A second later what happened? With deft Axelle grabbed her waist. Embrace it, until what he fears does not happen.

In an instant, with Axelle still embracing Irene's waist, the two's gazes met each other.

Clique

There was a camera sound that captured the moment.

**TBC

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