Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 74: Vomiting
Irene wearing her beautiful dress stood next to Alan who was dressed neatly in a shirt and suit. Their arrival in the country received a very lively reception. They made a fancy dinner and were met with several important figures from the country.
The existence of Irene as Alenta on Alan's side was very helpful to the man. Irene was very fluent in speaking Persian with the people there. Not all of them can speak English, let alone speak Indonesian. Alan only relied on the translation done by Irene.
Although the arrival of Alan is not as a representative of the country but as a representative of the company, the cooperation between them is an important cooperation in the field of oil imports. Both countries will benefit from the cooperation, as well as the Alan company.
"Miss Alenta, you are so beautiful and talented. Do you have a boyfriend?" ask one of the middle-aged men who became the company leader who cooperated with Alan's company. "If I don't have a boyfriend yet, how about I get married to my son?" ask her again in Persian.
Irene just smiled at the man's request. "It's a shame, sir. I already have a lover. He is my own boss" Irene said. He used Alan's chance of ignorance to claim to be Alan's girlfriend.
Alan was dumbstruck with Irene's words. He had no idea what Irene was talking about with him.
"Oh, I've guessed before. Miss as beautiful as you may not yet have a partner. Mr. Alan is also a handsome man. You two are a good fit."
"Hahaha .. thanks for the compliment." Irene laughed awkwardly. Fortunately Alan did not know, if the man knew, he would be ashamed.
"In that case, please enjoy the dishes we have served. Hopefully according to the taste of your tongue." the man allowed both of them to enjoy the party.
"Thank you for the welcome with such a festive event, we are honored. Then, we'll take our leave to taste your country's signature food."
"Please, Miss."
Irene took Alan to the dining area. He is actually less comfortable if he has to talk to strangers. Despite mastering the language, Irene is the type of person who does not like to mince words.
"What were you talking about?" ask Alan.
Irene had guessed the man would ask her. "Nothing mattered, just making small talk about this party. They specially prepared it for us, isn't it very admirable?" irene Kilah.
Alan just nodded his head with Irene's words. He did not understand what the people were saying so just believe the story of Irene.
"The food is unique and seems delicious, sir ... Which one do you want?" ask Irene.
Alan frowned. The food available there was foreign to him. Although he had been a chef, he had never tried food from the country.
"Sir, this is Polo." Irene pointed to the food Alan kept watching. It looks like fried rice.
"It tastes good, sir. Not too far away from our taste buds. The ingredients are from white rice mixed with meat. Would you like to taste it?" ask Irene.
"Can" said Alan.
Irene took the plate, filled it with enough food and gave it to Alan. They enjoyed the food provided by both. Deliberately eating there is done in self service so that guests are free to choose the desired food as much as possible.
Alan began to feed the new food one time he tried. As Irene said, it did not feel too strange on her tongue. Thought decent.
"Sir, I'm going to go to the toilet for a second, yeah!" irene.
Alan nodded. "Please, Alenta."
Alan alone enjoyed the meal. While eating, he looked at the romantic atmosphere accompanied by music that made the atmosphere feel warm and friendly. Feeling something was lacking with his food, he decided to grab a drink. According to him, these foods will be suitable if drunk with alcohol. He took a glass of beer to accompany him to a meal.
Moments later, Irene returned from the toilet. He enjoyed the food he had taken.
As they ate, the fireworks show was lit. Sparks of fire spread beautifully in the sky like flowers with dazzling colorful compositions. Both Alan and Irene were amazed by the beautiful scenery recorded through their eyes. Their dinner was like a romantic dinner for a couple. The country really serves its guests with the best banquets.
"OKAY. We also need enough rest for tomorrow's activities" Alan replied.
Both told the event organizers. They headed to the parking lot to pick up the car they were carrying. Alan took the car himself there without a driver. However, just as he was about to enter the car, he suddenly felt dizzy.
"Mother why?" Irene immediately panicked when she saw Alan almost fall. He was worried about his boss's condition.
"I'm fine, just feeling a little dizzy." Alan lightly hit his own head.
"Please find a driver. I don't think I'll be able to drive well." He held on to the car door so as not to overflow.
"Then let me drive, sir!" Irene offered her help.
Alan gasped in surprise. "Don't be crazy, you! I have no intention of going to heaven with you. There's just one." He was more worried if Alenta brought his mobis.
"I can drive, sir." Irene remained on her stand.
"It's not the street in us."
"I get it, leave it to me." Irene helped push Alan into the passenger seat. After sitting Alan there and putting his seatbelt on, Irene headed for his seat.
"Well! Let's see this, you have to be very careful, Irene. I don't want to open my eyes when I move."
Irene just chuckled with Alan's mutter. He put his own seatbelt on and started his car. Alan does not know that he is actually good at racing either with a motorbike or with a car. He was even called the king of the women's streets.
Along the way, Alan looked like a drunk. He was surprised that man could be so drunk now. In fact, as far as he knows, Alan did not consume alcohol.
Arriving at the hotel, he was forced to ask the help of a hotel maid to deliver Alan to his room.
"Thank you, sir!" Irene said after they reached Alan's hotel room.
Irene continued to touch Alan's body which was quite heavy. "Father if you drink something, dong .. why so drunk like this," lamented Irene.
"Related ...."
Alan spewed out his entrails until a small part also littered Irene's pakaina. The woman immediately nodded. He didn't expect Alan to pull out his vomit. It feels like crying just got Alan's spout.
Irene rubbed Alan's body on the bed. He frowned at the mess his boss was doing. The floor of the room was very dirty as well as his body.
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