The Love of Stepchildren
Chapter 27
Dinda went to the beauty salon, she wanted to do the treatment for body skin and facial skin to make it look bright and moist. On that sunny day he went alone to the salon by boarding a taxi he ordered online.
For some people, beauty treatments are mandatory. But for some, beauty care is a thing that does not need to be done because it is just a waste of money and time.
The total time needed by Dinda to do the treatment is two hours more, after paying the service fee according to the tariff, Dinda decided to get out of the salon and rushed home.
Unexpectedly, in front of the salon he met with Jesika. A fight between the two also occurred.
"So this is your goal to marry grandpa smelly land? you just want the money, don't you?" Accuse Jesika.
"Don't haphazardly talk you itchy woman!" Maki Dinda is upset.
"You are itchy, already have a stepchild husband was healed too," said Jesika ketus.
Angled with emotion, Dinda pushed Jesika to stagger. Jesika replied to him by pulling Dinda's hair strong. The two were involved in a fierce fight, some people who were around them instead of breaking up even made the fight as an interesting spectacle.
They look like cats and dogs, clawing at each other, grabbing, pinching and hitting. Both have the same power so that no one loses or wants to give up.
During a long fight, a security officer finally came to break up the two women's fight.
"Enough mbak, enough! Aren't you two ashamed of being a spectacle of the crowd?" Said the fat body guard.
"He started it first" recalls Jesika.
"Your mouth is luring me to teach you a lesson!" Dinda Sanggah.
Just because of a man, two women are not afraid of hurting each other. Like there's no other guy!"
In the eyes of both, there is indeed no other man they love besides Axel. The man had an incredible charm, it was hard to ignore and not be noticed by a woman. Moreover, both have felt the shrewdness of touch and service love from an Axel.
"Basic lakor!" Maki Jesika's.
"You're a j*lang." Reply Dinda.
Tired of fighting, Jesika leaves. And so is Dinda. The cheers of the audience cast a pall over the departure of the two.
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Arriving home, Dinda immediately treated the wounds attached to her face and arms. He looks messy with random hair scrambles and skin abrasions due to the scratch marks where the mana.
"Awh..." Dinda grimaced as she applied antiseptic medication to her wound.
"Well, are you home?" Dinda diverted the conversation.
"I asked, what is it you are? Who has done that to you," Agus stared with a worried look.
"I fought with my old enemies, let's not talk about it anymore. After all, she's already lost to me" Dinda relaxed.
The enemy? Does Dinda have enemies? Since when? Why Agus was just told. Some question marks bound Agus' heart and mind. Despite feeling compassion for Dinda, there was inexplicably a sense of doubt in her heart.
Dinda rarely goes out, she doesn't even have close friends. How could Dinda have enemies? Did he just make a mistake and provoke someone's anger? Agus was curious about something that Dinda was hiding.
Agus' curiosity has not been answered, Axel entered the house in a hasty step and approached Dinda. Axel looks anxious, what else when he saw the scars and bruises on Dinda's body.
"Axel, tumben's home from school?" Ask Dinda.
"Is it because of that woman?" Ask Axel.
"Yes" said Dinda briefly.
"I'll make a calculation with him." Threaten Axel to Jesika in the heart.
Seeing the closeness between Dinda and Axel, Agus felt confused. When did their relationship improve? It seems like they are both pretty close.
"Who do you mean by that woman?" Urge Agus.
"Jesika, my ex-boyfriend. She was possessed, rampaging and being rude to Dinda in the courtyard of the beauty salon earlier," Axel lied a little. He hoped his father would believe his lies.
"How do you know?" Dinda surprised.
"The security officer there is the father of my friend" Axel said.
"Axel, let me solve this problem. You don't follow!" Axel Pinta.
"All right, it's up to you, Dad,"
"Tumben this kid wants to obey?" Agus asked in his heart.
Seriate....
