The Wife Pay
What's up, My wife?

The next day Alana left for the office. At seven past thirty minutes he had arrived at the company lobby.

“Mami spirit!!”

Gala's words when she was about to depart flashed, it made her spirit excited.

“Kak Sena, am I late?” ask Alana on the receivers.

“Of course not yet. Miss Alana can go straight to the tenth floor huh. Later there is Kak Nara as the Director's secretary. Brother will be guided in to be his assistant.”

Alana was surprised, her work changed.

“Lho instead of yesterday should be my part.”

“It just so happens that it's already fully loaded Miss. Relax, the work is not hard, Miss. Just help out Nara. You see she's pregnant again, so Mr. Director asked her to find an assistant.”

“Kok so gini anyway,” muttered Alana confused. However, he did not mind even stepping into the elevator, how else he had already signed the contract. Whatever the job, it's not the most important thing that he gets money.

Ting

The elevator door opened. He immediately came out of the iron box. Stepping into the secretary section, there appeared a woman who was in the middle of two bodies standing in front of the table.

“Kak, it's me.”

“Alana yes?” tanyanya friendly. He stretched out his hand, getting to know each other.

“Kak so my job is..”

“Help me Alana. You know that doing activities in a large enough pregnancy can sometimes feel difficult. For that Mr. Director asked me to find an assistant.”

Alana nodded. “But I have no experience for that. So, I asked for his guidance yes, Kak.”

“Of course. Then you sit down first.” Nara guides Alana to sit on the chairs and tables that have been available by her side.

Nara also starts telling me what Alana's job is going to be. Until the ringing phone on the table Nara stopped the activity of both. Nara picked up the phone immediately.

“Good Sir!” sahut Nara ended his talk.

“Why, Brother?” ask Alana.

Nara shook her head to pick up the iPad on her desk, then gave it to Alana. “So Mr. Director called. He asked about his schedule for today. But, brother's stomach suddenly heartburn like it needs to be in the toilet. You please yes go inside, please tell the Director's schedule today.”

“But I'm ba–”

Alana nodded, hesitatingly taking her iPad. Move from there to the door. For a moment Alana was silent at the door, pressing on her chest.

“Yes God, why is my heart pounding,” murmured.

“Semangat Alana's. Brother to the toilet first.” Nara passed to the toilet.

With a bite of her lower lip, sighing repeatedly, Alana began to raise her hand knocking on the door of the director's room.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Log in!”

There was a baritone sound from inside. Alana's body nailed, feeling familiar with her voice. However, as soon as he brushed it off, he only thought because of his excessive nervousness.

Chequek!

Slowly Alana went inside. His eyes scanned the room which looked spacious with cream-colored walls. Looks like bookshelves lined up neatly, there is a sofa and a round table there. The owner of the room was sitting in a chair.

Alana looked at the figure of the man, who was currently sitting behind her. However, the chair that was turned back made Alana unable to see the appearance of her boss clearly.

“Good morning, Mr.” Alana tried to say hello even though her heart was beating faster. The rumbling in his chest grew to the point of strangling his ears.

“Hemm. What's your name?”

Alana was again stunned, the voice was clearly no stranger to her.

“Alana Sir. My full name is Alana Jovanka. Assistant from Nara. I just started working today. And I am here to tell you your schedule today anything.” Alana began to lift the iPad in her hand scrolling it to see the schedule arrangement that Nara had made.

“Your first schedule today is..”.

As Alana was rolling the iPad in her hand, the Director's chair turned around, the owner looked directly at Alana and said, “How is my wife, Alana?”

Suddenly Alana immediately raised her head, surprised to find the man she had left five years ago now sitting in front of her with a gaze that she could hardly understand.

Prosecutors!!

Unknowingly the iPad in his hand instantly fell to the floor.

“Dave?” his his his his two eyes bought in surprise, staring at the figure of the man before him with a rapid roar of chest. The feelings are mixed, between anger, hate, resentment, and longing to be one.

“Ba–how is it possible?” his murmured softly, his body inching backwards. His breath felt stuck in his throat.