Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 188
"I'm still wondering how Adila could lose her memory, sister. What say?" ask Irene.
After Adila's house, Alan could not drive Irene home because there was a sudden affair. Arvy offered her a ride because she was returning to the set that was in line with the house.
"I can't think of it either. Seeing Adila was fine, I was already very grateful. Maybe I'll find him a neurologist or something to restore his memory."
"Sir Arvy just call Ron. He can help find a good doctor" Irene suggested.
"Ron?" ask Arvy wonder.
"So never met him in Kak Arvy's artist management office, did he? Who likes to take care of new artists."
"Ah, she ...." Arvy. "You know him too?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, I know a little about him. Arvy's sister just ask him."
"Well, I'll try to see him who knows he's in the office. I'm going straight to the set."
Arvy pammit's. He drove his car away from Irene in front of the house. Irene then went into the house.
"Grandmother ..," cried Irene as she hugged her grandmother who was relaxing in the front yard.
"Oh, you're home. Where's Alan?" tanyakanya.
"Sir Alan has a sudden affair. I'm getting home with Arvy."
"Then, where's Arvy?" ask Grandma.
"He's gone again, because there's filming."
"This family seems like a busy-busy person all, huh. Until your grandfather leaves too. At grandma's house alone." Grandma seemed to want to complain.
"Oh, now there will be Irene who will accompany Grandma. Don't be so moody, Grandma! Grandma should be excited because there is Grandma's favorite granddaughter here!" Irene said excitedly. "If Grandma's bored, I can take Grandma out for a walk."
"Okay, grandma even afraid later you bring speed can-can hangers"
"Haha ... I'll also definitely take a look at who I'm carrying, Grandma. I'm taking the car slowly now, okay." Irene squinted her eyes.
"Oh, yes. My aunt said she wanted to come. He'll be at the airport around 10 p.m."
Irene frowned. "That's, Aunt Myria?" tanyanya.
"Who else, if not him?"
"I don't think Aunt Myria is coming back here. He didn't know Grandma and Grandpa!" Irene.
Irene nodded in understanding.
"You can pick up your appointment tonight, yeah! Grandma told me that she is not in the village right now. So, he'll come here."
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"Mama ...," cried Myria.
He ran over to Irene, who invited her mother to the airport. He gave a warm hug to a middle-aged woman he had not seen for a long time.
"Hearing my Grandma was called Mama was very strange. Aunty is not fit to call Grandma Mama" Irene protested.
"Ye ... Why why anyway? I like to call my mom what. You are only a grandson, you have no right, you rule me" Myria said. He held his mother tightly as if to show off his closeness to Irene.
Irene was very lazy to see her aunt's behavior. The woman had always liked to disturb him. They seem to be doing a competition between the granddaughter and the youngest daughter.
"Here you are, what are you doing? It's almost late at night. Irene, let's go home quickly!" pinta grandma.
"Bring me all my suitcases, yeah!" myria's orders.
Irene looked upset. Not only did he have to be a driver, he also had to be a freight forwarder for his aunt.
"It could be that the beloved granddaughter lost to such a shitty child like her!" gerutu Irene while pulling two suitcases that Myria brought. "Why does that person want to go on vacation or move? They are as many as the poor. Here you can also buy clothes, why should bring goods from there," he murmured.
Irene was again irritated because she had to sit alone in the front seat of the steering wheel. Meanwhile, Myria was struggling spoiled at grandma in the back seat.
"I'm really considered a driver by her," Irene grumbled.
"Ma, your granddaughter why did you choose to be this close? Her boyfriend is handsome, right?" sindir Myria's. He deliberately spoke in a loud tone so that Irene could hear him.
Irene glanced back. His aunt was sticking out her tongue.
"Here you go, it's up to Irene to look like. She does love her looks like that" Grandma said.
"I'm gonna try and tease Alan, who knows he'd prefer me over the same ugly Irene, right? So, I'll get married first, Ma. When your first grandchild wants to get married? I should have married first" said Myria, heating up Irene.
"Sister Alan may not be interested in aunty who has never been seen selling abroad" Irene replied.
"Eh! Bad boy! I have a lot of male fans, huh? You can say no one is interested in me!" grouse Myria.
"Fans are just fans of the work. If personally, no one wants to marry aunty," Irene sneered.
"Actually a lot! I don't want to" Myria said in self-defense. "Oh, yes. Have you prepared a wedding dress and ring yet?" ask Myria.