Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 39: Source of Inspiration
Irene came out of her room in a well-groomed outfit wearing her favorite jeans and hoodie. He carried a small bag on his back containing some equipment that might later be useful when outside. He approached Ares's room next to him.
Tok tok tok tok
"Ares ... let's go!" Irene in front of Ares' room. Waiting for a while, no response. "Ares ... get out!" once again Irene said in an elevated tone. The door in front of him remained closed and there was no sign of it being opened.
"Woy! Ares! Open door!" Irene's patience ran out, she shouted while banging on Ares' bedroom door.
"Ares! Kebo! Wakeup ...."
"Whisper!"
Irene jumped in shock at the cry from the next room. Arvy, with his face on his pillow and his disheveled hair, looked out from behind the door of his room after hearing a noise from outside. He was emotional because he was not satisfied with sleep but something disturbed him. Early in the day he had just returned home from filming and had not slept long. He was very tired and sleepy. The sound of Irene's screams from earlier disturbed her beautiful sleep.
"Do you think this is a forest?" Arvy scolded Irene.
"Sorry, Brother. Ares has not spoken since.
"She's usually swimming in the backyard. Go there! Just disturb. Be careful if it's noisy again."
Brak!
Arvy closed the door of his room tightly. Irene was shocked again. Finally, Irene decided to go down and look for Ares below.
"Irene .. come here for a minute!" call Alfa when you see Irene walking through the central space area.
"Why, Brother?" Irene who initially wanted to go to the back garden of the house turned towards Alfa who was sitting in the living room.
"Sit here!" Alfa patted the sofa next to her.
Irene followed Alpha's will. He sat there watching the sheets of paper splattered on the table. It contained clothing designs that were probably being designed by Alfa.
"I'm preparing for the exhibition mid-year. Help me comment on the designs I made before I was executed."
"Sure, Brother Alfa didn't ask the wrong person?" Irene astonishment. Usually Alpha is the most frequent comment on his appearance. He was even mocked in the village.
Alfa laughed at Irene's words. Indeed, early on seeing the appearance of the woman, she was always emotional and wanted to dress her up. The fashion show held by her best friend at that time changed her judgment. Irene was still able to look charming with what it is.
"Meeting you every day inspired me to make you the theme of my fashion show this year."
Irene frowned. "I? So the fashion show theme?"
Alfa nodded. "It seems interesting also to lift the appearance and dress style of villagers to become a popular trend in the big city. So far no one has raised this concept."
"But I'm not from the village, brother. I'm from Jakarta."
"Yes, I know. But you're like someone who just came out of a cave until your appearance doesn't keep up with the times."
"So, according to Kak Alfa, my appearance has been cool?"
"Not really .. Your appearance is still like a puff," taunted Alfa.
Irene screeches.
"I've modified several styles that you often use tailored to the appropriate hairstyle. Let's look at them one by one."
Alfa gave some of the sheets of her designs to Irene. The woman seemed to focus on paying attention to the details depicted. It is true, Alfa made her fashion style so far into a new design design that is much nicer and fashionable.
"If you want to dress up and dress a little neatly like that time, you can actually look beautiful."
"I can bother if many like me, Brother."
"Hahaha .. You are always confident. But, I like you like this."
Alfa observed Irene who was in serious mode. There was a side in him that was so attractive that a sense of awe arose. Not only because he had seen her look beautiful on the catwalk, but also a deft way to deal with problems. Irene was able to turn disaster into a blessing.
"I think everything's good."
Irene's response disperse the Alpha reverie. I don't know what he thought until he was fascinated with an ordinary woman like her.
"Which design do you like best?" ask Alfa.
Irene again compared some of the pictures that were in her hands. "I think this one fits Kak Alfa as the main design." After a moment of thought, Irene was finally able to make her choice.
It turned out that Irene's choice was also the same as what she chose. "Would you wear it later?"
"Huh?" Irene was stunned to feel misheard.
"I'll make these clothes fit your body size if you want to wear them later."
Irene blinked, not sure if she would be used as one of the models of Alpha later. "Related, Brother?"
"Why don't you want to?"
"Yes, it's not like that. Wasn't I too short to be that dress model? Later Kak Alfa's show can be damaged like the Brother's friend's show."
"It's okay, I also made this design because it was inspired by you." Alfa develops a smile.
"Irene .. come! So, no?" ares asked who had appeared from behind.
"So .." answered Irene.
"Yes, let's go!" exclaims Ares.
"Where are you guys going? He said there's no college schedule ...." Though Alfa still wanted to have a long discussion with Irene, Ares actually came to disturb their chat.
"We're going to play in Alex's office."
Alpha scrunched his forehead. "You sure? Brother Alex usually doesn't want to be disturbed at work."
"He asked us to come, he said we can play there as long as we don't riot."
Alfa was worried that her youngest sister was making trouble there. "Why not come to my office? You're afraid you'll get angry there."
"I can't draw, can't cut the cloth."
"In my office the job is just that? You think my office doesn't need HRD staff, finance staff, marketing, production!" Alfa is always upset when she thinks her job is just about sewing or drawing clothes designs. In fact, his company also produces apparel with a brand that he built himself.
"But not as big as Alex's sister's company."
"Don't compare a company that's been around for decades with a company of mine that's only been around for a few years." Alfa sent sharply towards Ares.
"We go first, brother. Go, Irene!"
Ares immediately walked towards the trunk not wanting to argue with his brother longer. Irene also followed him half-drawn towards the trunk of the house.
"We're going on a bike?" Irene asked as Ares gave her a helmet.
"Anybody ride in a car on a motorcycle?" Ares is already sitting on his blue sport bike.
Irene relented. He wore a helmet given by Ares and then climbed in the back seat of Ares. His hands extended hugging Ares' waist. "I'm ready" he said.
Ares gasped in shock as there was a hand coiling around his waist. He did not expect Irene to hold him in the back. This is the first time he's beaten someone. It felt uncomfortable, but wanting to throw Irene out of the backseat was also laughable. He himself decided to ride the motorbike to avoid traffic jams.
"The gas is habisa or you can't ride a motorcycle?" asked Irene who was upset waiting for Ares motorbike not to go.
"Yes, yes .. nagging!" Ares tried to ignore his strange feelings. He turned on his engine and drove it out of the garage.