
Inka looked at the woman's hand holding Daxon's. The man took off his steak knife and immediately released the hand of the woman who was grasping his hand.
" I forgive you, and the business is done. Can you get out of here now?" sahut Daxon cold.
The woman sighed and still stared at Daxon's handsome face.
But the man did not look at him at all.
" You're bothered by her presence, Beby?" ask Daxon in the tone made as soft as possible while holding the Inca hand.
The Inca smiled and shook her head.
" no. But I know you're distracted by her presence" said the Inca and made the woman stare cynically at the Inca.
" Who are you?" ask the woman cynically.
" He's my wife!" daxon.
The woman looked surprised and shook her head several times.
" It's impossible. Didn't you say you were in a match with Gris? but he's not Gris!" sahut Meilin, Daxon's ex-girlfriend.
" yes. Because I managed to thwart that match," said the Inca.
The woman looked back at the Inca with a cynical look.
" That means you took him from me!" meilin said cynically.
Inca is up to the cynics and stares at Daxon.
" If she really loves you, then she won't easily turn away from you!" insan sahut.
Meilin chuckled with her cynical gaze that seemed to belittle the Inca.
The woman looked towards the appearance of the Inca who was quite simple even though she was dressed branded.
Then he also saw the Inca who was sitting in his wheelchair.
" And you think she loves you, Miss?" sahut Meilin underestimated.
" I know very well the type of woman Daxon dreams of, he prefers women who are sexy and elegant looking like me. And look at you! CK CK CK, you even sit in a wheelchair. Are you a lame woman, miss?"
The Inca remained silent and unclaimed, while Daxon, the man, clenched his hands under the table.
" Ah .. I know. You must be a poor woman who accidentally bumped into Daxon's car and you're holding Daxon accountable for marrying you because you're paralyzed. I'm very familiar with female characters like you" Meilin continued.
Inca stared intently at Meilin's very demeaning face. Then he immediately grabbed Meilin's long hair hard to make the woman scream in pain.
" Aaakhh .. take off my hair!! that's sick!!" meilin screeched as she tried to let go of the Inca hand that kept pulling her hair.
" You've underestimated me, haughty Miss!! do you think I'm a weak woman even though I'm in a wheelchair?" sahut Inca cynic.
BRAKKS
Meilin tumbled backwards with the wooden chair she was sitting on. Inka smiled sinisterly glancing towards Meilin who was grimacing in pain.
All the guests looked towards Meilin and there were some people who were just laughing at her.
While Daxon seemed to chuckle at Meilin who had fallen backwards.
" We'll just go home, Dax. My appetite is gone because of this woman!"
Daxon nodded his head and he got up from his chair. The man pushed the Inca wheelchair and passed Meilin without any intention to help him.
" By!!" muttered Meilin annoyed.
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Daxon and Inca are now on the beach in the villa area. They just stared at the sea that was surging in front of him.
The atmosphere was calm and with a bright moonlight. Make the Inca drift and forget the incident that happened in the cafe earlier.
Daxon simply accompanied the Inca while sitting on the sand. Then the man got up and knelt before the Inca.
" You're silencing me, Beby."
Inka looked at Daxon and smiled at him.
" No, I'm just lazy to talk" said the Inca.
" Aren't you mad at me?" ask Daxon.
" no. Why am I mad at you?" sahut Inka while pulling the man's chin and peeping his lips.
Daxon smiled and returned a kiss from his wife.
" Close your eyes" said Daxon.
Inka frowned because she did not understand what the man was going to do.
" For what?" ask Inka.
" A CK. Why do you take it once, you just close your eyes and don't ask too many questions, Okay?"
" But you didn't intend to push me into the sea, did you?" ask Inca who made Daxon chuckle.
" Close your eyes, now!" daxon and Inca firmly closed both eyes with their palms.
" all right. No peeking!!" firmly Daxon and the man immediately react.