Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 34: All-purpose Friends
Grandpa John could only sigh as Hamish left his house. Even though the grandson had left, some of his guards were still standing guard there. It seems that he can no longer be free from this moment on.
Grandpa John walked over to the phone of the house in the reading room. He was about to contact his best friend, Dimas Narendra, the grandfather of the five young masters whom he had betrothed to Irene.
"I hope he's back home" he murmured as he dialed the phone number he remembered. But there was no answer from across the phone. His feelings are starting to get weird. He tried to call the number again. Stay the same, no answer.
"Sir, the telephone connection in this house has been decided at the behest of Mr. Hamish" said the butler who used to serve the family of Abraham.
Grandpa John put the phone back on. He didn't expect Hamish to go that far. His communication with the outside world was already restricted. He couldn't remind Irene to be careful.
"Then go out and try to call Irene" the grandfather asked.
"Sorry, Sir. The whole house is under surveillance as well. If we make a mistake, the guards won't hesitate to shoot us in the head."
There's nothing more Grandpa John can do now. "Hopefully he's in there alright" he said.
He hoped that the five young masters of the Narendra family could take care of Irene. His granddaughter cannot enter the dangerous world of Hamish. It was enough that he lost two biological children and his son-in-law.
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"ah! Shit!" Bian looked annoyed at his laptop.
"Why?" Irene asked as she ate the fried rice.
They are enjoying a break in the campus cafeteria while taking part in the tasks given by lecturers.
"There's something weird about my laptop button. Suddenly no letters appear if I press." Bian grunted rudely. "It seems like it's time for me to replace it with a new laptop."
"Let's see for a second." Irene stopped eating. He pulled a laptop similar to Bian and confronted him. Seen worksheets that are typing Bian but must be stopped because of problems with the keyboard.
"Don't even add you make it damaged, Ren! If you can't, leave it like that." Bian is worried that his laptop is being held by Irene. He was afraid his laptop would get worse damage.
"It's also a business, Bian. Chances are there are only two, completely damaged or back to normal.
Irene focused on the laptop that was in front of her. The fingers move to press certain buttons until the codes appear on the laptop screen.
"There's a lot of my data inside, Ren. You don't haphazardly press my laptop."
"St! Don't disturb my concentration." Irene was not affected by Bian's complaint. He kept tinkering with things that were not his.
"Your master who the artist doesn't come to campus anymore?" ask Bian.
"If you talk don't be loud, afraid that someone heard even I was troubled by fans Kak Arvy."
"Oh, yes. I forgot to."
Irene once told me that she was just a maid in Arvy's mansion. It would be strange if he claimed to be his future wife. The entire campus will be in a state of uproar.
"You're lucky to be working at home with artists and entrepreneurs. If anyone knew, they would be envious."
Bian also met with Alex and Alan when dropping him off or picking him up at college. He already knew that they were brothers and Irene was working for them. But, Bian did not know that Ares was also a family with them.
Bian was stunned when Irene returned her laptop. It felt like Irene had only been holding it for a while but it was already fixed. He immediately checked his laptop again, afraid instead of being repaired even more damaged.
It turns out that it is true, the keys of his laptop keyboard have returned to normal functioning. He was amazed by the magic hand of women who never thought could fix the object. Bian could not underestimate Irene.
"It's done, right? Tomorrow buy me, if you want to thank me." Irene resumed her delayed eating.
"How can you fix this?"
Irene shrugged both of her shoulders.
"It's great to have such a useful friend like you." Bian's smile expands. You don't have to spend a lot of money to fix your laptop.
"I can also help you get close to Nida if you want to" Irene said.
The words made the smile on Bian's lips fade away. Expecting Nida, a friend since she was a child seemed impossible. There are so many differences between them that it is impossible to put together. The difference between appearance and popularity. Nida is a famous student on campus. Many people like him, including Fathir.
"You don't talk about it, when did I ever say I liked Nida?" Bian tries to get away from his true feelings.
"Every day your eyes speak like that. I can catch the way you look at Nida. Either Nida is less sensitive or she just pretends not to know, but your feelings are already very clearly illustrated by your gaze and actions."
Bian just smiled. He regretted, why is sensitive to his feelings open Nida, but Irene.
"You don't spread the word that no-no, yeah .. I'm afraid Nida will be disturbed if you open your mouth."
"You know, I'm not that kind of person." Irene's food is over. Now there is still a glass of orange juice that he has to spend.
"To be close to Nida alone I have to be careful, afraid that she is shunned by her friends because of me." Bian is self-conscious as an incompatible person joins Nida's circle of association.
"What's wrong with you? You are not a drunk, a drug addict, a robber, or a thug. On what basis are the friendships they build?" Irene suddenly got emotional. Bian was the first friend in the city of Surabaya, even now still the only friend. Bian is a very nice and friendly boy. There's no harm in being friends with Bian.
"You don't pretend you don't know. .. We can be friends too because no one else wants to be friends with us."
Irene. "Hm, your words have a point too. We are ugly. Haha ...." Irene chuckled to herself with her words.
"By the way, if you were given the chance to get along with other people, including Nida's circle, would you take that chance?"
Bian doubted the question Irene asked. There's no way he's accepted into the peegaulan on that campus. From appearance alone it has been rejected.
"No need to comfort me, I'm used to disappointment."
"Who amuses you? I'm talking seriously ...."
"Here you go, the impossible cannot be imagined. What's it for."
"I can help you. As long as you have the will to change and will obey me."
Bian looked seriously at Irene's face. The woman wears a smile as if convincing that Bian can as long as he has a strong will.