Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 91: The Story of Axel, Squash?

Rey just enjoys playing Asthma with a spoiled touch. There is no other intention in the heart than to bring the woman into the fold uniting the sense that now dominates the body and soul. Slowly but surely both of them were drowning in warmth.

Dreams exist in dreams without limits. Love is just a word in proof. The sense is present without the desire to be fused in consciousness. It is like a cloud that shatters.

Two hours later everyone had gathered in the dining room, but was still waiting for Asma, who he said was helping Jovanka prepare to wake up late. Axel had repeatedly turned to the stairs, the man could not wait for the princess to arrive.

The wait is always one of the most boring things, but for Axel it is not like that because for him it is just a pent-up miss. Since Jovanka was born into the world, her daughter was always together including sleeping in a room without being separated. So no wonder anxiety rules the heart.

"Mrs. Axel, calm down. Your daughter is safe with my wife. Drink the coffee, it will be cold" said Rey trying to neutralize the emotions of the partner work.

When a man who used to get the service of a wife, then suddenly lost half his life, but entrusted the baby to be cared for and cared for. It's not gonna be easy. Single parents will try to change the profession into two figures at once. Like the life Axel lived. Duren aka duda cool with a business that deserves thumbs up.

The man obviously did everything for the sake of a Jovanka. No one can stop the footsteps to get simple happiness. But today, everything changes for only one reason that must always be reminded. Where is the choice of her little girl, not for the lives of both of them.

Again just a long sigh, "Sorry, Mr. Rey. I'm not used to being apart all this time with Jovanka. It felt like something was lacking when I woke up in the morning unable to look at his face which was always reminiscent of my late wife."

"Mrs. Axel, isn't this project also the design of your late wife?" suhut Bagas with his question that follows curiosity.

Actually does not mean to be insolent or forget the situation, it's just that you've known Axel from the outside only. The rest actually turned into a rumor of the turah lambe. There are colleagues who say this, until none can be proven or get clarification from the relevant parties.

Miris when there is a media that prints a news headline with the headline *Young Businesses Fail to Marry*. The news carried the news of a bird that said Axel a man lacking caress. Though all that is just nonsense so that the company led by the man is shaken. Unfortunately, there was no impact.

Axel closed his eyes enjoying the rest of the warmth before he forgot his whole life story. "Eleanor Roosevelt, the innocent girl who was always on. I fell in love at first sight."

"Our meeting was due to accident, but ended in a beautiful marriage even so short. Eve always did everything herself, not knowing the word troublesome others as long as she could still handle herself. I am grateful that my wife left Jovanka to be the lamp of my dim life." continued Axel smiled warmly considering the face of the late wife who was always a great woman in his eyes.

The beginning of a story that instantly translates past situations. If you see the face, posture and financial Alex. So it can be ascertained that many women are queuing, but the attitude is quite closed and to dilute the atmosphere requires effort to understand each other.

The breakfast session begins with a simple love story. Well, after a long time of keeping the burden on the heart. Today, Axel opens the story of his loving but short life. Rey, Bagas, and Fay were silent, sometimes responding with other questions.

Everything that happened in the dining room was so serious that it was not aware of the arrival of footsteps coming down the stairs. Two different-age girls with a couple look so adorable, even like a real mother and son. The two continued walking without any chatter.

"Okay, sorry. Here daddy fatong, Kasian Aunty Asma since semalem takes care of you, princess." Axel took over Jovanka's body, fortunately the princess did not rebel. So it's safe to be under control, even if he's conscious for just a moment.

The diversion that Axel made, made Asthma circulate his gaze to the dining table. Where a lot of food, but still intact and seems to have been cold. Have they not eaten yet? How can any guest be left hungry.

"You sit! Let me serve food," said Asma put aside her taste, then began the task that is the duty of a wife and host.

For thirty minutes only the clangs of spoons and forks were fighting each other until Suketi came carrying a tray containing a menu of cover that had just been made. At first no one noticed, except Jovanka.

The little girl continued to look at Suketi with curiosity. The body of the servant was covered in uniform, but there was a bulge so clearly shown. Shake right, then left, up and down like a squad ball he used to play. Does the uniform have the same toys?

"Daddy, can Pinjem squash have the mbak?" Jovanka pulled the sleeve of Axel's shirt with her right hand, while the left hand pointed at Suketi, making her papa follow the direction pointed by her. "Daddy why is it so dumb? That's squash, Ma look."

Jovanka's request stops everyone from continuing to bribe food. Distracted eyes look at Suketi who immediately misbehaved with hands interlocked. A tray of fruit soup was placed on the table. Surprisingly, why is the waiter standing like waiting for a salary at the end of the month?

Axel closed Jovanka's eyes, as soon as he realized what his daughter meant. "I don't know, if the waiter here has little manners. He's stupid without thinking about a woman's honor."

"Bagas ..," Rey calls her brother, but Asma's hunt drags Suketi away from the dining room. "Mrs. Axel, sorry for what happened just now. You guys continue eating, I'm sorry."

Shut up with your lips locked. His hand could not bear to teach that one servant a lesson. The action he did seized the attention of everyone, even Bi Jia rushed after the hostess so as not to take rash action. He knows, if Suketi is a reckless girl.

Asthma walks towards the back house. Where the servants have a special place to stay as a bonus facility to feel appreciated and not get emphasis on the rest of their working hours. The wooden building with an area of ten meters by eight meters and inhabited by servants only.

"Bi Jia, where's Suketi's room?" ask Asma without releasing her hand grip to make the servant girl grimace in pain.

Bi Jia came forward to open the door of the butler's house, then passed through several rooms reaching the last room, then opened the door to shift so that the master could enter into. "This is Suketi's room, Non."

There were no more words, but a single hand-picked Suketi into the room. Asthma followed with a cold look ready to drown. "Bi, pack this girl's stuff, now!"