Women Owned by 5 Young Masters

Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 80: What Gift?


Irene as Alenta again invited Alan to the place of buying and selling stones. From the beginning he had always been wary of Alan's attitude towards him. He was worried that Alan would be able to reveal his identity. It was clear last night that Alan took her to the bathroom thinking she was hiding her real skin color with makeup. Fortunately, when she disguised herself as Irene, Alan did not do that to her. Otherwise, his disguise would have been instantly exposed.


"Not even dumb? He said he wanted to learn the business of buying and selling stones? If you keep quiet, it's a waste, my time ...." Alan started to nag.


"Yes, Sir. Patience briefly. I was also choosing a stone that would bring good luck" he said.


After careful consideration, Irene finally chose two stones whose shape is quite unique according to her. He told the owner of the stone to help split the stone. Unfortunately, the first stone was just an ordinary stone that had no precious content in it. This prefix made Irene a little disappointed.


When the second stone was split, it was also just an ordinary stone. Though he had already picked on the best-selling stone merchant and yesterday Alan got the treasure from there.


"Have you figured out, if a business like this only relies on luck? I don't know the exact benchmark either. Try to choose with instinct. I don't want to vote for you, later your abilities can't develop."


Irene was shaking her lips. He had already exhausted the money to buy two ordinary stones. He decided to move to the cheapest stone trader. If he loses again at least the loss is smaller than before.


This time Irene paid more attention to the stones she was about to buy. Researching the characteristics of the stone if it contains valuable objects in it. After weighing in, Irene picked out two stones from the cheapest pile of stones.


"I want to take this" Irene said in Persian.


"Are you sure you want to buy this stone, miss? Usually, such a stone does not contain it. Why not something as expensive as here?" the seller advised Irene not to buy it.


Irene glanced at Alan, but the man shrugged both shoulders a sign of unwilling to respond. With a solid consideration and the possibility of loss is also small, Irene finally still bought a smaller stone.


"I want this one, sir!" said Irene while giving her the money.


"The merchant has cut open from the edge of the rock" whispered Alan.


Irene did what Alan said. He noticed for himself that the merchant was splitting the edge of the stone. Unexpectedly it looked a small sparkling jade.


"Hua ... I'm lucky!" exclaim Irene joy.


Alan also did not expect the cheap stone turned out to have extraordinary contents. It was nice to see Alenta happy. The woman even jogged in the market like a madman, inviting the attention of many people there. The merchant who took off the stone at a cheap price seemed to regret it. He should not have sold the stone for cheap.


Irene kept smiling throughout their journey. The jade that was in his hand was the cause of the feeling of happiness in his heart. He did not expect that today would be his lucky day.


"I think I'm going to make this jade into a bracelet" he said.


"It's good sir, if I make the stone like that?" Irene asked while pointing at the row of beautiful jewelry exhibited by a store.


"Good, do you want me to show you a suitable place to cultivate your stone?" ask Alan.


Alenta agreed. Alan took the woman walking into a shop not far from their starting position. The store also displays various jewelry from ready-made jade. Nonetheless, the store accepts jewelry-making orders at the customer's request.


Alenta enthusiastically met the shop owner. He showed her his beautiful stone while expressing his intention. Shop owners provide several examples of jewelry designs that are in great demand by buyers. He decided to make his jade into a bracelet.


"Alenta, I have business to meet with friends. You can go home by yourself, right, to the hotel?" ask Alan.


Alenta felt confused suddenly once Alan wanted to leave him. In fact, he usually does not want to go far from him because of dizziness with Persian there. "Surely sure?" ask Alenta. "This is not Surabaya, sir. We're still in Iran if you forget."


"Haha ... Take it easy, the friend I want to meet is also Indonesian, so I will not be constrained by language. You, when you're done here, go straight to the hotel. I'm afraid you'll be missing." Alan waved his hands for farewell.


"Miss, which design do you want to choose?" The question from the merchant broke Irene's daydream. For a moment he was still wondering how important Bara meeting with his friend until willing to leave him.


"Ah, I want a design like this!" Irene chose the design drawings she thought were the most suitable.


"Okay, we'll process soon. Miss can come back to this place tomorrow with this letter." The merchant gives a payment note that has a nominal amount to be paid. Irene gave the amount of money as stated in the note.


After the transaction was completed, Irene walked alone towards the hotel. Already accustomed to everywhere with Alan, suddenly he had to be alone it felt empty and lonely. No friends were invited to fight and debate.


He laid his body on the bed, looking at the ceiling of the hotel room with an empty look. Sometimes he wanted to tell me about his true identity. It's just that, he's not entirely sure exactly who the figure of himself that Alan likes. Is that the real Irene herself, the ugly black lick Irene, the melodious voice Hyena, the beautiful ghostly Miss A, or the mature Alenta who s3ksi?


Irene felt that everything inside her was just fake except for her feelings. Irene began to like the figure of the man who initially sucks for her.


Irene reopened the task notes she had. Although still studying online, but he tried to discipline doing the task. Every deadline date is always marked so as not to miss collecting tasks.


"Geez!" his screeches.


He saw the reminder on his phone. Three more days turned out to be Alan's birthday. He forgot about that. Irene had completely forgotten and had not prepared a gift that would have been suitable for the man.


"What gift, yes ..all things he can buy with his money. He's much richer than I am" Irene murmured.