Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 27: Ghosts Walked
Alan walked with slow steps from the parking lot to the park bench area. Before entering the house, he wanted to spend a cigarette outside. Meeting Sovia instead of making her feel calm even more stressful.
"Hatchi!"
The sound of someone sneezing shocked Alan until the cigarette in his hand fell. As he looked towards the fence beside him, his heart also nearly dislodged seeing a middle-of-the-night woman sitting there.
"Hahaha ... why? Shocked, huh?" ledek Miss A's.
Irene who was feeling bored that night decided to go out for a while inhaling the air of the night. All day he had to refrain from using skin dye paint that made him uncomfortable. He could only feel free when he removed his disguise.
"Is there midnight?" ask Alan ketus. If only it wasn't the ghost of Miss A, she might have taken off her shoes to hit him.
"Wait for you, dong ...." Irene came down from the top of the fence. The long white nightgown and the scattered hair made her look like a ghost.
"Well, yeah?" guess Irene. He sat next to the man whose face looked disheveled. "Why is the face tangled? Stumped?"
"A ghost is really a kepo," Alan chuckled at the curious expression implied on Miss A's face.
"Oh, don't like it. Yes, I'm going!"
Irene almost got out of her seat if Alan didn't hold her hand. "Sit down, I need a friend to talk to" Alan said.
Irene felt like she wanted to punch the person who was trying to play her. It was so bad, now it seems to need it. "I'm amazed at a human like you. Is it fun to talk to ghosts? Don't you have a lot of brothers to talk to?"
Alan smiled. "I need someone who can keep a secret, especially a ghost like you. At least if you have a big mouth, my story will go viral in your world, not to the extent of my world."
Irene wanted to laugh out loud. He imagined how Alan would react if he knew that he was also an ordinary human who was actually being betrothed to him.
"Hahaha ..you are right, your good looks will go viral among kuntilanak, sundel bolong, and his countrymen. Interested in becoming an artist in my world?"
"No, thank you. If I come with you, you're asking me to die."
"Hahaha .. You're right too."
Alan took a cigarette and a lighter in his pants pocket. "You're not bothered, are you, if I smoke here? Ghosts can't possibly fear lung cancer from being a passive smoker."
"Ck!" Irene only clucked annoyed at Alan's behavior lighting a cigarette beside her. He does not like the smell of cigarette smoke.
"Why do you behave like a human being? Afraid of cigarette smoke. It's dead . It's impossible to die a second time." Alan was astonished to see Miss A's palm that was like driving smoke from a cigarette butt in his mouth.
"I told you I'm a ghost cursed to be half human. Please turn it off or I'll just get out of here." Miss A fluttered her hands, driving away the smoke that was moving towards her.
Alan bobbles head. Although he still wanted to smoke, in order to get a conversation partner he finally relented. Two long cigarettes tonight wasted.
"If you're a half-human ghost, then can you take a walk?" ask Alan.
"I can't go out in the afternoon." Irene tried to find an excuse.
"You're a ghost, not a vampire. What if there was a sun that could melt into ash?"
"I mean, my exit schedule is just midnight. It can't be every day either. I'm busy in my world too, you're busy."
"Well! What's busy there? Your job is just scaring people."
"You know? So come with me, but die first .. hahaha ...." Irene looked satisfied with Alan.
"Basic marketing death!"
Alan threw his face. He is back in serious mode. His gaze was as empty as one who had a lot of burdens. You can guess if this guy has a problem.
"If you have a severe problem, it is not resolved .. mending just dies ...." Miss A brought her face closer while saying in a made-up voice to make it spooky. Alan pushed Miss A's face with his palm.
"Ouch!" Irene's squealing squealed backwards. Luckily Alan held it so it didn't fall.
"Talking to you is like venting in cyberspace with an unknown person in person. It feels more comfortable than telling stories with fellow humans."
"It turns out people like you can have problems too, huh? I guess you're the perfect person whose life is without problems."
"Everybody alive has problems. Unlike you who are dead, have no more problems."
"My problem may be just one. Bored."
Alan laughed a little. "If I were different. I just found out my best friend has sold the recipe we co-created to a rival company."
"What recipe would you know?"
"Mulet's take a menu at my new restaurant. There are about 15 unique menus that my friends and I have created over the past year. The concept has never been in any restaurant. Approaching the opening day of the restaurant, my friend suddenly resigned as a business partner. Shortly after, I heard he was leading the cometitor restaurant to take in all the recipes we had created. Even for the concept of my restaurant, they used it first."
If you remember the incident last afternoon, he wanted to shout loudly venting his emotions. How not, a good friend who had known him for a long time since college until planning to open a restaurant together, actually gave recipes that were painstakingly made to other parties. His friend had the heart to betray at the last moment he would open his new restaurant.
Alan had to postpone the opening of his restaurant. He had to compensate for the losses suffered by investors in his restaurant. His brain is dizzy to think of new concepts that will be presented in restaurants, as well as new menus that are different from other restaurants.
"Actually I'm sorry. Since I'm a ghost and was once also a noble lady, it's obvious that I can't cook." Miss A looked seriously listening to Alan's story. However, the look of his flat face and his words actually made Alan want to laugh. The ghost beside him was very funny. I am grateful to see him tonight. In very frustrating times, there are people who can cheer up and make her laugh.
"How about we both go out sometime during the night? I want to try it's like dating a ghost as pretty as you."
"I told you I was busy." Miss A pretty expensive sale.
"Specify the schedule when you can. I'll follow."