The Wife Pay
Our Story Has Been Done

Not once, I regret knowing you. Just why is my role so vague in your story?

...Alana Jovanka's...

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“I love you,” murmured Dave very softly. It could even be ascertained that Alana would not hear, the woman continued to dissolve in her cries. He shuffled to pull the blanket to cover the plain bodies of the two. Alana tilted her body with her back to Dave who was currently sleeping very soundly after the heat struggle occurred.

He bit his blanket, and then went back to sob. Lamenting his miserable fate.

“Dave, why is this? Isn't it all going to end?”

Alana's thoughts raged, regretting her helpless self when faced with the man.

“God, why did you let this love grow bigger. It makes me feel helpless. Aish! Why do I look so cheap.”

Alana tried to ease her cries in lara. Suppressing the tightness in his chest. Is not self-regard no longer useful. It was he himself who let Dave take away his chastity.

Thirty minutes later, Alana felt it was enough to finish her crying. Slowly, he began to move out of his bed. When the tip of her foot touched the coldness of the floor, Alana grimaced with pain at the center of her core. He turned to Dave, looking like the man was not disturbed at all. Dave was asleep like someone on a dope.

Now, with a slow and steady step Alana walked towards the bathroom. The only way to relieve the pain is to soak warm water in the bathtub.

A few hours later, Alana felt better enough. He stopped his bathing activities. Out of the bathroom, he took his clothes. Do not forget to clean Dave's clothes scattered on the floor, as well as his previous towel. Alana puts Dave's clothes right on the bed.

Then, he sat himself in the front seat of the dressing table taking out one sheet of white paper and a ballpoint pen. Alana started to write something there, her body seemed to tremble along with the word for word that she had put out there.

When he finished, he wiped his tears. Then put the white paper right on top of some important documents that he had prepared for Dave.

Then, he took his cell phone to contact someone.

[Can you help me. Please pick me up at Dave's gate.]

After that make sure the message is sent and has been read.

[Of course] he replied.

She's not my girlfriend, but she's my wife.

Alana took the ring off, then kissed it quietly. After that he put the ring right on the paper and the pile of documents.

Alana glanced at the clock above the nightstand. Where the time has shown at one in the morning, he believes the gatekeeper must be asleep. It's a good opportunity to get out of there. Really, he felt he could not afford to wait for tomorrow. What Dave's response would look like to her, he could not imagine at all. Already he still has to be self-aware, if his status is only a paid wife.

Ting!

A message from his phone came in.

[I'm already ahead. Tell me, what should I do?]

[Be quiet there. Let me get out] Alana replied.

Alana got up from her seat, she approached her husband who seemed to be asleep. Look at him with a sad look. Then unexpectedly he bent his body, then slowly kissed the man's forehead.

“Consider this as farewell. Goodbye, Dave.”

Alana turned around, took her suitcase. Dragging him to the door. Her footsteps were heavy, she looked back, looking at her husband's body for the last time. Her eyes swept back across the room, which witnessed a heated struggle with her husband, as well as a place to rest for a year.

“Thank you for everything, Dave.”

After that, Alana opened the door of her room. Then get out of there and close the door slowly.

He stepped into the elevator to bring her down. It felt as if his body was weak he could barely get through the stairs.

After reaching the bottom, Alana continues to drag her suitcase out of Dave's house. Dave's yard looks so quiet. Not far from her looks luxury cars owned by her husband lined up very neat.

Alana looked at her husband's house wryly, jerking her breath many times. Smiling wryly how to remember the various memories with Dave in there.

Once satisfied, he turned back to pull his suitcase towards the gate, where there was already seen a car that picked him up. Luckily the last few days Dave rarely asked the guards to lock his gate, which made it easy to leave immediately. Even the guard seemed to be sleeping inside his post.

“Goodbye, Dave. May you be happy with Jessica,” Alana said to the latter before she got in the car.