Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 143
Alan turned on his laptop. It activates a conversation app commonly used to connect with Alenta. The woman did not appear to be online so Alan filled his time by smoking a cigarette.
Ting!
A message came in saying that Alenta was online. Alan hurriedly turned off the cigarette he had just smoked.
"Hello, Mr. Alan. Good night."
A video of Alenta appears on Alan's monitor. The woman was seen wearing a menor make-up like the one she used to wear when she met him.
"Good night, Alenta," Alan said.
"It's ready to practice today's conversation, right?" ask Alenta.
Alan nodded. Today's schedule is indeed Alenta asks him to speak in full Persian.
"Chi how are you, Alan?" (how are you, Alan?)
"Man Khoba mamnun," (good).
"Tu chi kar mikoni?" (what are you?)
"Man dosted daram," Alan replied as he held back a laugh.
Alenta gives a sharp glare. "Sir Alan, we are learning Persian, not combing" he said.
"Tu Ghaza kordi?" alan asked with a laugh. He felt he wanted to make his language tutor upset.
"Why ask me if I've eaten or not? Wanna buy me?" ask Alenta.
"If you want, let's meet. But, I guess you must be a very busy person.
Alenta. Surrender him if he has to use another identity just to meet with Alan. The business is a lot lately, especially for campus assignments.
"Alright, let's just continue our practice today. Be careful if it's not serious!" alenta Ancam.
The two returned to speaking in learned Persian. Alan was very attentive to the way Alenta spoke and his body gestures. Alenta is very similar to Irene.
"Is there anyone who is very similar in his way of speaking in this world?" muttered Alan.
"Is there a problem, Mr Alan?" alenta asked who felt Alan had said something.
"Ah, no," said Alan.
"Alright, I think our learning is enough to get here first. For the next exercise next week" Alenta said.
"Okay, thank you, Alenta."
"Together, Mr. Alan. Good night."
Alan turned off the app. It still occurred to him to compare between Alenta and Irene. They actually have the same style of speech and also a hobby of eating.
"Could they be twins?" muttered.
Alan hit his own head. He felt foolish to have thought that way. Maybe because he was too tired in the office.
***
"Irene, get out of here!" arvy Exclamation. She had been waiting for Irene to come down and look at her watch.
Irene was confused. "Sir Alan doesn't work?" tanyanya saw Alan still wearing a t-shirt and did not appear to bathe.
"I'm on holiday today. You left with Arvy first, yeah!"
"Ah, okay,"
Irene was a little surprised by Alan. He was supposed to leave with Alan because Arvy said he couldn't pick him up again. However, today Arvy was suddenly able to drive her.
"Huh? Disappointed why?" Irene did not understand Arvy's question.
"Because it wasn't Alan's sister who drove you to college" Arvy guessed.
"Huh? Just ordinary. I don't care who drives."
"You like Alan's brother, don't you?"
Irene frowned. "Well, what's the connection?"
"Just admit it, from your gaze to Brother Alan is different. You guys are often together too. I don't think your relationship is a mediocre one" Arvy said.
"What hell! I think I'm normal, it's not all the same with Alan's sister." Irene was in denial.
Arvy laughed a little. "If you really like Brother Alan, the quarry says deh. Eventually, I will regret. You see Alan's brother has many fans."
"From no-no talk, focus on the steering wheel, brother. Fear of this car crashing because Arvy's sister mostly talk" Irene protested.
Arvy laughed again. He didn't ask Irene that question anymore. He focused on driving until he finally arrived in front of Jessy's campus.
"Thank you, brother. Chauffeured me. Can you pick it up later?" Irene asked after getting off Arvy's car.
"You'll come home with Ares, yeah. I have an event" Arvy said.
"Yes, yes, yes .... As always. Go there quickly!" Irene drove Arvy away.
Arvy immediately turned his car around after dropping off Irene. He will go directly to the filming location as scheduled by his manager.
Drrt .... Drrt ....
Cellphone ringing. One call came in from Marco to his number.
"Well! This man is not impatient," grumbled Arvy as he picked up a phone call from Marco.
"Arvy, where are we? Still remember what time the shooting started, right?"
Just now Arvy picked up the manager's phone was already furious. "Attent, Brother. I'm still on the road" he replied.
"I thought you just woke up. Watch it be late!"
"I just drove Irene to college, it's on the way there, take it easy."
Bruk!
Suddenly, Arvy's car hit something. Arvy surprised. It seems like he just hit people accidentally.
"Hello, Arvy? Hello ...."
"Relse ... I bumped into people" said Arvy with a trembling body.
"Well! Don't mess with you, Arvy! You're not pranking me, are you?"
"No, Brother. I've really hit someone" Arvy said again.
He got out of his car leaving the phone still on. Some who knew about the incident approached. Arvy is surprised to see that the person he hit was Bian, Irene's best friend.
"How is this going? You want to go to the hospital or what?" ask one of the witnesses.
"Sir, please pick him up and put him in the car. Let me take her to the hospital" said Arvy, who was trying to calm down.
The three men carried royong lifting Bian's body that had been thrown limp into the Arvy car. One of them joined the company for fear that Arvy would run away after bumping into people.
Arvy saw his phone connection still on. "Hello, sister, I'm going to the hospital first" said Arvy.
"Yes, take her to the hospital quickly! I'll be there after you!"