The Wife Pay
New Residence

Alana drove her mother to the mental hospital. Where there has been promised good facilities for him.

Alana bent both knees to align her position with the mother who is now weakly bowed in a wheelchair. The woman was silent with empty eyes. Alana was sad to see him.

"Mother, now for a while single mom is here huh? Alana promised that she would often look at you here," said Alana with teary eyes, she felt heavy leaving her mother there. Although her mother's doctor said it could endanger her when not under supervision, Alana had always felt safe.

Alana clasped her mother's hand, then kissed her affectionately. "Sorry Alana, ma'am. Not that Alana does not want to take care of mother, but Alana also wants mother healed. Alana tries her best for mom. Pray for Alana ya ma'am" said Alana sadly. Her tears were shed again, it was painful mixed with pain.

The old woman just kept quiet. However, her outstretched hands wiped Alana's tears, making the girl flinch, not least with Zain and Silvi standing behind her.

"Mother?"

The woman sniggered, then said. "Can you cry? Haha you're still alive not dead." His laughter was blaring like a person who had lost control. However, the next second he was sad again, his face back moody.

"Let us take the Madam inside the Miss" said the nurse.

Alana nodded, then got up from her place. "Please take care and treat my mother well" Alana said.

The nurse nodded. "None Miss. In accordance with Mr. Zain's message, we will definitely do our best for Miss's mother."

"Thank you" said Alana.

"Together." The nurse took Alana's mother inside.

Alana was still speechless on the spot, with eyes constantly staring in which direction her mother was going. The girl waved her hand, wiping away her tears. In this world he already has no family, other than his mother, even though the woman has a mental disorder, Alana feels very fond of him.

Silvi approached Alana and hugged her. "Your mother will definitely recover Alana," she said soothingly.

Alana nodded, and thanked me.

"Then now, let's go home Miss. You have to get home before Mr. Dave gets back" Zain said.

Alana nodded, unraveling her best friend's arms. Then look towards Zain.

"Zain?"

"Yes Miss?" sahut Zain sprightly.

Alana turned towards Silvi. "Can we go home. We take Silvi first to her contract?" alana Pinta.

"But Miss-"

"Allana. I don't mind going home alone, I can take a taxi. Calm down I still have the fare," Silvi replied quickly as she felt Zain objected to dropping her off.

Alana shook her head, then held her best friend's wrist. "No Vi. You came with us, so let us drive you home. And again you're here to take my mother. How could I have left my best friend home alone" Alana said.

Ehem!!

Zain cleared for a moment.

"That's all, Miss. Me and Miss Silvi take you first to Mr. Dave's residence. Afterwards I will deliver Miss Silvi," suggested Zain.

Alana smiled in agreement. "Well that's better!"

Silvi was silent on the spot. When Alana's body went from there, she was still faithful in place.

"Come on!" Alana directly dragged Silvi. Get him in the car. He opened the front door for his friend, and he sat in the back seat.

"Where?"

"Shhhh!!" Alana put her index finger on her lips asking Silvi to be silent and sit quietly.

Zain sighed when he saw Silvi sitting next to him.

"Because I went down first. It doesn't matter if I sit in the back. I deliberately asked Silvi to sit in front, to accompany you to drive Zain, so as not to get sleepy" Alana said.

Zain smiled awkwardly. "Yes. Thank you Miss."

Silvi was annoyed to hear it, while Alana smiled triumphantly behind him. He wanted to give his best friend a chance to get closer to Zain. Because through his eyes he knew, if Silvi likes Zain.

Alana sighed as the car drove away from the hospital. He daydreamed to realize that the car had passed through an elite residential area in Jakarta. He gaped at the open high fence, and the car carried him into the vast courtyard of the house.

The car stops right in front of the door, with four white pillars supporting a white roof-covered patio. There was a bright shimmering crystal lamp hanging on the ceiling of the terrace.

"Whose house is this?" ask Alana plain.

"Personal home of Mr. Dave, Miss."

"Personal?" reset Alana.

Zain nodded. "Yes. I mean Mr. Dave's private house, not his extended family home. So here Mr. Dave lives alone."

Alana nodded in understanding. He got out of the car after being opened by the guards. Alana's arrival was immediately welcomed by the waiter.

“Welcome Miss,” greet the waiter.

Zain asked the servant to serve Alana well. After that the man said goodbye because he had to immediately deliver Silvi back to his home. Although he objected, he still complied. He could not possibly dispute the orders of his employer's wife.