Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 71: Irene Sick
"You rarely work in a company because you are busy on campus. I'll fire don't get mad, yeah!" joke Alex.
"Sonly Alex can fire me, huh? I'm going to whip it up to Grandpa or Brother Alan!" threaten Irene.
"Well, now some feel they already have supporters, yes ...." Alex pinched Irene's cheek hard until the woman complained. Alex is very fond of Irene who is now more confident and can blend in with the environment. He still remembers the first time they met, he felt sorry for Irene. He thought she would not be able to survive with her other brothers.
"What are you doing this for?" alex asked as he kept on balancing Irene's steps.
"I want to rest in my room. Tired!"
"It's been a long time that we didn't walk. Usually you make me buy you a meal. They have their own money, right?"
Irene smiled broadly. The money he has is quite a lot from the results of the race and side work. The money is also always intact because the Narendra brothers who usually pay for what they buy.
"You don't remember your own money Alex, do you!" Alex clings to Irene's head.
"When I eat at an expensive restaurant, sister. Just relax."
Both just got back from the office. Irene doesn't work every day at the office, only occasionally if she has time. Unlike Ares who is now undergoing a period of guidance to be more clever in managing the company.
Ting!
The door of the home elevator opens. Alex and Irene went inside. Not long after the door closed, Alex could not push the button to the top floor. He kept trying to push it.
"Why this? Is the elevator dead?" ask Alex.
"Let me try, brother!" Irene got down trying to push the elevator button. There is always no reaction. He was getting panicked.
His panic grew as the lights in the elevator went off. His body felt trembling and shivering. He could not stand up and immediately curled up in the corner of the elevator.
His ears felt buzzing and the room around him became increasingly narrow and squeezed. His heart beat so fast that he had trouble breathing.
"Irene, are you okay?" Alex turned on the cell phone light. He was very anxious to see Irene's condition which was like fear and shortness of breath. He tried to hold Irene's body into his arms. "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Alex to calm him down did not work. Irene still remained shivering while covering her ears that continued to buzz.
"Please! Anyone outside please! Elevator inside dead! Irene's sick!" yell Alex.
Alan who was not far from the direction of the elevator immediately approached. He tried to push the elevator button from the outside. "Why on the inside, Alex!" the thrill of panicking.
"It looks like Irene's having claustrophobia, sister! Find someone to fix the elevator!" alex shouted from inside.
Alan immediately ran frantically towards the back calling the workers who used to deal with the damage in the house. Mr. Jalil who was busy playing chess directly he pulled untul come into the house. Some panicked workers followed them. After being tampered with for a while, the elevator doors finally managed to open.
Irene had fainted in Alex's lap. Soon Alan took Irene and carried her.
"Sir Hadi! Quickly turn the car on! We're taking Irene to the hospital!" his orders while running in a hurry carried Irene.
"Okay, Young Master." Mr. Hadi came running towards the front.
"Sister! Let me go to the hospital!" said Alex.
"No need! Irene became like this because of you! Don't be so nosy with Irene!"
Alex stopped walking. He was surprised to hear Alan scolding him. This was the first time Alan had looked so angry at her. "Kok so I'm the one getting scolded? Why me? It's the elevator that's broken" he murmured.
It's a little confusing for Alex to see Alan who now cares deeply for Irene. Whereas before her brother was the one who cared the most about the woman.
Meanwhile, Alan immediately took Irene to the hospital to see the doctor who had been called on the way. The doctor immediately gave a kind of sedative or anti-depressant to reduce the fear that Irene experienced.
"This kind of phobia is not yet clear what causes it. It can be possible to have experienced trauma or bad events in the past with a narrow room. Only the patient knows what causes it."
"How do I cure it?"
"It depends on the patient's will as well. There are many therapeutic options to choose from. But, the key to ultimate success is a face-to-face on the patient's own willingness to heal."
"Is there no cure?"
"Anti-depressant or anti-anxiety drugs just to relax the patient, can not cure. The point is that if the phobia relapses, the closest person who must try to make it calm. Because they usually have sudden breathing difficulties."
Alan turned towards Irene who was still lying unconscious on the bed. "When did he realize, Doctor?"
"Maybe in a minute. Or tomorrow at the latest. He needs to rest his body to overcome the shock."
***
"Irene, breakfast first!"
Irene ran out without eating her breakfast while leaving for college. Alan was ignored.
"Irene, you ...."
Not yet had Alan finished talking, Irene had already run into the room, pretending not to hear Alan's call.
These days Irene had indeed been acting strangely towards Alan. Although they are one house, Irene always seems to avoid Alan. Making the man astonished, thinking about what mistake he had made until Irene continued to avoid him. Though he was the one who was most worried when Irene was exposed to claustrophobia.
Alan leaned against the wall of Irene's room. He was still astonished by Irene's strange attitude towards him. He became absolutely sure when he was still in Jakarta he must have done something that he did not remember because he was drunk.
Clamps!
Irene's room is open. Alan immediately went into hiding for fear that Irene would avoid him again. Sure enough, the woman looked around before leaving the room. After feeling safe, he just sighed and walked out of his room.
Before going down the stairs, Alan swiftly pulled Irene's hand, bringing her into his room. He locked the door, the two of them in the room. Irene looked panicked. It felt awkward to face Alan.
"What's up, brother? I'm gonna eat downstairs ...." Irene smiled stiffly. He rewinded every time Alan stepped forward. Irene dag dig dug's feelings are not careless. Until his back finally touched the wall, Alan held it by the hand while giving a sharp look.
"Why the hell?" Irene pretended not to know.
"Don't pretend .. You've been trying to get away from me for a few days, right?" tanyakanya. Alan's very close position made him feel groggy. Moreover, seeing the lips that had kissed him, he wanted to immediately run away afraid of being kissed again.
'This is why the brain is so dirty!' grouse Irene in heart. It was as if there was an urge to feel that kiss again. He felt himself to be insane.
"No, Brother. Maybe it's just Alan's feelings. I'm mediocre, really," Irene said.
Alan could not believe it. He brought his face closer until the distance between the two was eroded. "Say, what did I do in Jakarta when I was drunk? Did I say something weird?" ask Alan.
"No, nothing happened." Irene answered nervously.
"Or did I accidentally kiss you?"
Irene swallowed her saliva. Alan must not know because he too will be ashamed. "What's Alan talking about, anyway? I told you nothing happened, right? You're weird!"
Irene brushed aside Alan's hand and ran out of Alan's room.