The Wife Pay
A Pair of Black Eye Balls

Alana was stunned and then threw away her face, because she did not want to debate the matter now. His head was so dizzy. A large hand felt his thighs. Then come down to reveal the skirt she was wearing.

“Dave, please,” whine Alana.

Dave did not answer, busy biting his wife's ears and making the woman in his arms sigh. Alana waited but remained highly anticipated. I don't know what Dave's gonna do to her. A smooth touch mera mbat softly from behind the skirt she wears.

“Honey, your thighs are also hot,” whispered Dave with a raucous voice. His hands continue to wail upwards making his hair goosebumps. “I think you were warm long ago.”

“Dave please?” alana moans, when Dave's hand actually touches it more intensely.

“Sstt... Sleep dear.”

“How can I sleep... Ahhh. If you keep idling–aah!” Alana gasps. Feeling Dave's hand move slowly over the blemish na da lam he wears.

Suddenly his body rolled up, and a deep kiss immediately Dave gave it to him. They kiss each other, suck, twist, stumble their tongues for how long. Until they finally break away from each other. Dave fused his second forehead, still with a hunting breath, smiled and said.

“Sleep. I also feel sleepy.” And Dave slowly closed both of his eyes.

Alana stared at the shadow of the man in front of her now with a glare. Stretched out a hand to caress the impeccable handsome face. He involuntarily smiled with tears dripping.

“I don't trust you, Dave. But I still have a dilemma with myself. You know being around you, there's been people harassing me for a long time. A little I still feel scared. Both of your parents, also hate me so much right.”

Wiggling slowly to break away. Alana felt her drowsiness strike her terribly, and she slept in the arms of her husband.

The moment Dave opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment. Sweeping Alana's hair child from her face with light movements. As if afraid to wake him up.

“I'll be waiting for you, Alana,” whispers his wife's forehead softly. “I'm going for a minute huh,”.

After making sure Alana is completely asleep, Dave gets out of bed. Resty the clothes of the woman he had just peppered, and cover them with a blanket. His hand reached into his pocket picking up the key child as he stepped towards the door.

As soon as it was opened it turned out that the nurse who served there was already standing in front of him.

“Master?”

“My wife is sick. Please take care, if the fever does not go down. Immediately contact me.”

Dave passed by leaving the health room.

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In the heat of the sun that feels so stinging. Currently Dave and Zain are checking the construction of the Alana Island Hotel. Yes, the hotel was deliberately he woke up to his wife later.

When finished, Dave exited the building, leaving Zain still busy inside.

Up beyond his sight was distracted by a standing boy, staring at the construction of his hotel.

Dave was stunned for a while as his forehead shriveled, his eyeballs moving watching the surroundings. How could the child be in such a place, without any supervision.

“Master?” call Zain makes Dave flinch.

“Is there still some residents living here, Zain?” asked Dave without turning his gaze to the little boy.

“No Sir. All residents have earned a decent place.”

Zain's answer left him confused, if all was resolved why there was a small child there.

I don't know what Dave feels. It was as if something was pushing him to get close to the child.

The steps get closer, and the more clearly Dave can see the boy's face. He was stunned for a moment to see his face. His heart said it was not foreign. I don't know why something prompted him to want to know more about her.

“Hai?” greet Dave awkwardly. However, the boy remained indifferent staring in admiration at the tall building in front of him.

Dave rubbed his nape, in this position he himself did not know how to be sweet to a child. Years of life, he was rarely close to a small child, even with his daughter Nesya — Edo and Tisa, though he rarely met.

“Hai, what are you looking at handsome boy? You look serious?” the question just slid off Dave's lips.

The boy turned his head toward Dave for just a moment, and it was enough to shock Dave when he stared at his pair of black-eyed beads. “Alana...” his murmur is very soft.