Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 70: Irene's Strange Attitude
Alan woke up from his sleep. The sunlight that entered through the gap of the curtains of his room dazzled the eyes. His head still feels a little dizzy. He wondered how he could go home last night. As he remembered he was drinking with his business colleagues until quite drunk and did not remember anything that happened last night.
His nose sniffed the fragrant aroma of food that entered his room. He was curious about the origin of the smell. He walked out of the room, looking towards the kitchen. Irene woke up and was cooking something.
"What are you cooking?"
"Geez!" Irene pranced in shock as Alan spoke right in her ear. "Sister! Don't play surprise me, danger .. I'm cooking!" his protest.
"Hm, it looks good." Alan saw Irene cooking fried rice.
Irene's face flushed. Instantly the shadow of a kiss that last night flashed in his brain. He becomes awkward acting as usual with Alan.
"Evening ... Did something happen?" ask Alan.
Irene. Even though last night was his first kiss that was special but the culprit did not remember it. I want it to feel like he hit Alan on the head with *4****pot for snatching his first kiss.
"Night nothing happened. Sit down, we gotta hurry up and have breakfast and go to the airport."
Irene divided the fried rice into two dishes. One of them he gave to Alan and the other to himself. He ate while looking down, not daring to look at Alan. Every now and then he saw the man's lips, the mesvm thoughts in his brain reminding him back with a hot kiss last night.
"I didn't go crazy last night, did I?"
Irene slowed her eating. What that guy did last night was crazy. But, he also went crazy because he felt like enjoying the kiss they did. It's a shame that Alan knows the truth.
"How can I get back to the apartment?" ask Alan again.
"The driver from the nightclub who drove us home. Next time don't drink to get drunk so as not to bother people."
"Yes, I'm sorry. Next time I won't repeat." Alan did not argue. Last night he did khilaf quite a lot of drinking because of resentment. There are many people who like Irene to make her somehow so want to be angry for no reason.
After spending breakfast, shower, and rest, they immediately slide to the airport with a pickup car that has been prepared by the airport. They got the facility because they took the first class.
Alan continued to pay attention to Irene's behavior which he thought was strange. From the apartment to the plane, the woman seemed reluctant to talk to him. He wouldn't have spoken if he hadn't opened the conversation. The woman also seemed unwilling to look into his eyes while speaking. Irene was trying to avoid it.
Even until he reached the mansion, Irene still tried to avoid him. He was sure last night must have made a mistake until Irene behaved strangely.
"Hello, Grandpa ...." When she arrived, Irene immediately approached her grandfather who was busy reading in the living room. He kissed Grandpa's hand and hugged him.
"What about the results of the competition? Who's the champion?" ask Grandpa.
"There's no official announcement yet, Grandpa. It'll probably be announced in a few weeks."
"The result is a recent affair, the important thing is that you've tried." Grandpa gave his thumb.
"I'm going upstairs, Cake. Take a break. Tired of the trip!"
"Yes, rest!" said grandpa.
Grandpa's view turned to Alan. "You why? How's it lethargic?"
"It's okay, Cake. I'm just tired like Irene." Alan tried to hide his heartbreak.
"Don't forget you broke the second phase of the cooperation agreement with the businessman who uses Persian. Contact the translator you have hired as soon as possible. What's his name, grandpa forgot."
"Alenta, Grandpa."
"Ah, yes. Alentas. You quickly solve the problem."
"Yes, Grandpa. I'll take care of it as soon as possible" Alan replied limply.
Grandfather stopped his steps that were about to return into the room. "Why else, Cake?"
"Isn't your birthday soon?"
Alan rolled his lazy eyeballs. "Yes, do you want to remind me that I'm 30 years old?" He was lazy to talk about age. Entering the head of the three he felt old.
"You also need to throw a party for your birthday!"
Alan widens his eyes. "That's right, Cake! I'm not a kid anymore? Ah, swear! Does Grandpa want to embarrass me by having a birthday at this age? I don't think Ares would want to be asked to make a birthday!" He was strongly opposed to his grandfather's strange idea.
"If you don't want to prepare the party yourself, it will be Grandfather who will help prepare it. Maybe you will be more embarrassed by the concept that grandfather will make. Haha ...."
Letting grandpa run a party is more dangerous. He could be asked to wear Naruto costumes or Attact on Titan robes on his birthday. His grandfather was a very random person and liked strange things.
"Yes already! Let me think about it later, too." Alan had to agree. He immediately ran away to leave grandfather before being told to do something else.
Grandpa Narendra was still laughing already managed to prank his granddaughter. "Beti ...," call grandfather.
"Yes, Big Master?" Beti who had been standing not far from the direction of grandfather came smiling to see the old man pranking his own grandson.
"Actually I'd love to see Alan and Irene in a closer relationship. But, why don't the two of them seem to have no signs of falling in love, huh? What say?"
Beti smiled stiffly. He was not happy to give an honest answer. Irene was a lovely and kind woman. While in the house, he was polite. However, if juxtaposed with Young Master Alan, of course according to Beti, Irene is not the right partner. Being kind is not enough to deserve a match with Alan Narendra. At least she should be beautiful and smart.
"I think they still need time to get to know each other, sir," Beti said.
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"Morning, Irene!" Bian greeted Irene with excitement. He gave a box of fresh milk to his friend. Since the competition, they have met very rarely. Moreover, Irene must often ditch because she participated in the competition.
"Thank you, Bian." Irene immediately opened the milk box Bian gave her and drank it.
"I have news for you" said Bian.
"What?"
"Fathir is getting married."
"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Irene immediately choked when she heard Bian say while drinking. "What's? The troublemaker wants to get married?" Irene was astonished.
"Yes. Married to the son of the businessman. Reportedly because pregnant first," said Bian.
Irene just nodded. "Thank God! Let him be busy taking care of his wife's son later. It means we're safe, not enemies with him anymore. What should we give you?" Irene returned to drinking her milk with a feeling of pleasure.
"We are invited? You're too confident."
"Hahaha .. true as well. If not invited, I will still send him a bouquet of flowers" said Irene.
While being engrossed in joking with Bian, Irene's phone shook. An email goes to a fictitious address belonging to Alenta. Alan contacted him.
to: Mrs. Alenta
Good Morning, Miss Alenta. Our company wants to extend the cooperation that we have established as Persian translators. Would you be willing to continue this partnership?
to: Mr. Alan
Good Morning, Mr. Alan. It is good to have an offer back from your company. However, it seems that I am not interested in working together anymore.