The Wife Pay
The gala?

Five years later

Samarinda, East Kalimantan

A beautiful woman, with the body of a Spanish guitar, got off the luxury car, carrying some tentengan. He took her to a fairly simple house. Then a four-year-old boy screamed.

“Mami... Mommy... Aunt Nat-nat is coming!” gala shouted from the porch of the house.

“Hey can't you call my name correctly?” natasha's protest pinched the boy's cheek.

“Do not pinch-cubit. I'll throw it at Uncle Bryan. Let Auntie be pinched back,” threatens Gala with face bent upset. He even rubbed his cheek that had been pinched by Natasha.

Natasha chuckling. “Gosh. Why are you so adorable.” This time he would rather mess up the boy's hair. Makes Gala growl even more upset.

“Signs Sis. Why are you even squatting there? I was cooking,” Alana met in the doorway, then stepped back into the kitchen. Her appearance looked simple, the woman was only wearing a home-made negligee. But it did not cover her beauty.

Natasha nodded after previously putting down the paper bag containing the toys for Gala. “High stacking. Auntie wants to come in first. Okay son.”

The woman stepped in and placed some of her luggage, following Alana into the kitchen. “What do you cook?”

“Mother said you wanted to come. So, I was asked to cook toge,” replied Alana chuckled. While Natasha pursed her lips in annoyance.

“Gosh. I'm tired of being asked to eat toge. But, I did not also visit line two,” lamented to make Alana laugh.

“Nothing goes to waste as long as you try. Believe me,” said Alana calming, while arranging her food on the dining table. Natasha directly occupied herself there.

“I'm tired of checking the test outlook because the results continue to be negative. And I'm surprised we've even tried our best. But why do you only do it once with Dave, immediately so,” complained Natasha pointed towards Gala who coolly opened her Legonya in the living room. Alana who was drinking instantly immediately choked. Natasha is helping. However, Alana shook her head she felt fine.

“Mami I can stack up high like Aunt Nat-nat said. Is Papi's workplace this high?” tanya Gala tells her Legonya's arrangement looks tall like an office building.

Alana gasped, looking at her son's face sadly. However, as soon as his face reacted, he gently rubbed the child's hair. “Of course dear.”

“Hore.. Papi great!” he ran back to the living room.

“Gosh. Why is his attitude so similar to Dave,” Natasha chirped. He remembered how when Dave looked at his opponent with a happy face or not.

“Of course. His blood is flowing thickly in his body, ” said Alana made him laugh. “I heard you were going to Spain?” alana immediately switched the conversation.

Natasha nodded taking the rice and the side dish put it on the plate then ate it. “Iya. Bryan is on holiday. The doctor advised us to take a break. Who knows from this we can go home with happy news.”

Alana nodded. “Amin.”

“I hear tomorrow you want to go back to Jakarta. Is that true?” tanya Natasha made Alana's activities stop.

“Iya.”

“Why did you suddenly decide to come back? Is it because.”

Alana nodded quickly. “Not because Dave. But these past few weeks I've been dreaming about meeting Dad. She was crying, I think she also missed me for that I could pay a visit to her grave. Usually in Jakarta I visit it once a week. And you know, I must feel the same way. Ever since he recovered I've never taken him to Dad's grave. Maybe I was expecting his presence. I can't be that selfish, Brother.”

Natasha nodded. “I understand. Tell me what I should help you with?”

Alana sighed for a moment, then shook her head. “No need. I've had enough of these five years to bother you. After this think With your own life, enjoy your vacation, and bring good news for us.”

“Oh come. I already consider you as my sister. So, don't tell me if you're a burden.”

“I know. But, this is my decision.”

“Good. I will not force. Should I send you on a private jet? Then private driver, and also residence.”

Alana chuckles at hearing it. “No need. I told you not to think about it. Leave for the holidays in peace.”

Soon after, Ms. Ratmi came with a bag of crackles, it seemed like she had just returned from the market.