Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 179
Alan grabbed the hand of Irene who was almost at the top. The two wanted to slide together from there.
Alan confirmed Irene's slightly angled hat. "You still skate strong? It's like it's getting cold."
"After this we rest. I actually like it a lot." Irene looked excited to do a game that was quite adrenaline-training.
Alan was silent for a moment. It was like hearing a strange sound. "Irene, listen to me for a second. Did you hear anything?" tanyakanya.
Irene fell silent and focused on listening to the voice that was there. He faintly heard like a rumbling sound that gradually approached them.
Alan and Irene looked at each other. They looked back. An avalanche from the highest peak is sliding down the pine trees that are around.
"Irene ... Take cover!" exclaim Alan.
The man immediately held Irene in his arms. They rolled down through a huge pile of snow. An avalanche is approaching and makes people panic who are vacationing there.
Bruk!
After rolling around for quite a while, they hit a large rock. Irene felt her head very dizzy. The avalanche still continued to slide down and Irene was saved because she had pulled over.
He looked around, Alan was nowhere near him.
"Sir Alan ... Brother Alan ...."
Irene looked panicked. He climbed a boulder he hit to see where Alan was. From where he stood, there was only a mountain of snow, no one, including Alan, fell with him.
"Sir Alan! Sis ...."
Irene kept shouting calling out Alan's name. There is absolutely no lawfulness. He sits limp and is worried that Alan will be carried away by an avalanche.
"Are you okay?"
A group of rescue workers discover Irene's whereabouts. They gave me a blanket to warm Irene's body.
"Sir, please save my friend. She fell around here, "Irene asked with lips that quivered from the cold.
"Yes, later our team will do a search. You should rest in a safe place. Come with us."
Irene was guided by them to a sanctuary for rescued visitors.
The spacious building was built from wood material. Inside was a fireplace. There were many people who were there, some seemed to cry maybe because there were families who were victims of the landslide.
Irene sat alone in the corner thinking about Alan's whereabouts. An officer gave him drinks and food, but he was not at all tasteful.
***
The day has changed. Irene had not heard the news about Alan. Even more sad and almost hopeless, Arvy and Adila join the row of victims swept away by the landslide. He was completely alone there in a helpless condition.
Cellphone ringing. There's a call coming in from Ares. With grief still lingering, he picked up the phone.
"Hello, Res, why?" tanyakanya.
"Where's Alan's brother, Ren? I've contacted him many times but I can't connect. The company's condition is in chaos. Some major shareholders want a presidential replacement. Give the phone to Alan's brother, Ren!"
Irene fell silent. He no longer knows what to do. "Res, Brother Alan is also busy here. You try to handle the company's own problems. If you need help, just call my friend, his name's Ron. I'll give you her contact number" Irene said.
"Huh? Give it to Alan. It's a serious company matter, at least I should talk to him." Ares was protesting from across the phone.
"Later I'll tell you, Brother Alan is not here either. It was a long time ago, yeah!"
Irene cut off the phone. He couldn't tell what had happened to Ares' brothers there.
For a moment Irene leaned her back against the wall while contemplating what she could do. Suddenly she remembered her aunt who was in Switzerland. Myria Teressia Miguel, the famous artist who has been living with Alberto Miguel, her adoptive father.
Irene sobbing. "Aunt Myria ...."
"God! You call me aunt. Call me brother!"
"Auntie ... I'm in Switzerland at the XXX ski area hit by a landslide. My friends disappeared. Huhuhuhu ...."
"Ah, what are you talking about? Why are you crying?"
***
Myria with a panicked look on her face visited the affected area. He brought with him 20 bodyguards so anxious about Irene's condition. He goes into the shelter of the survivors looking for Irene's whereabouts.
"Aunt Myria!"
Myria turned her gaze to the origin of the voice of the person who called out to her. He was amazed to see the woman who called him.
Irene walked over to her aunt. "It's me, Auntie, Irene," he said.
Myria pinched Irene's cheek. He was surprised that his cousin was so much different from the one he knew.
"I wear body painting makeup, Auntie," Irene said.
"Well, you're all there!" Myria hugged her cousin. They have not met for a long time.
"So, what happened?" ask Myria.
Irene explained the incident that had happened to her. Myria discussed with the bodyguards that came with her. The people Myria brought were at least experienced in evacuating avalanche victims in mountainous areas.
Irene showed her last position with Alan. He also showed photos of Alan, Arvy, and Adila so they could immediately provide information when they found them.
"Oh, you calm down. They'll try to find your friends" Myria said, trying to calm her cousin down.
"He helped me, Auntie. Before the avalanche happened. We were together, but she was missing."
"You shouldn't be skiing in this area. Every year something like this happens. But I'm sure they can be found. You just calm yourself down," Pinta Myria.
"Oh, yes. Why do you have to go like this? You are very ugly, Irene ...," Myria criticized.
"Come, Aunt. I'm tired of being beautiful."
Myria amused herself hearing Irene's answer.
"Dad told me that he had just met you at home. Said you had a girlfriend, huh?" ask Myria.
"That's what I'm missing, he's my future husband" he said.
"Woh, this little boy is getting married apparently? But he is handsome. Then why do you look like this? Does he not disgust you?" ask Myria.
"He likes me like this."
"Haha ... No kidding. There's a guy who likes ugly women like you."
"I'm serious, Auntie. That's why I want to stay ugly. Maybe if he knew my real face, he'd turn to hate me. I don't want to be labeled a liar."
"Huh ... Your behavior is just there. So do not use disguise everything. Now you're the one with the hassles?"
"I didn't know it was gonna be like this either, Auntie. When does Auntie get married? Aunt is old."
Myria was a little annoyed by her nephew's question. "I'm your sister, not your daughter! Stop calling me that!" his nag.