The Wife Pay
My heart is beating fast
Dave put Alana's leftovers on the table. After Dr. Emraan said to take his medicine immediately, Dave immediately asked him to eat so he could take medicine immediately.
“Can I just take the medicine, Dave?” alana protested when her husband held out three tablets.
“Why?” dave asked, squinting his eyes.
Alana jerked her breath, while her body leaned weakly on the sofa. “Entahlah. I have trouble swallowing medication. Dave can the tablet be made in small form?” the door to the husband.
Dave gawked at it, which was true that the time tablet had to be opened, in the contents. Does anyone take such medication? Dave thinks it's just Alana.
“Honey, it obviously can't. Drink once a sip, easy kok.”
Alana breathed repeatedly. “My heart has even been beating fast Dave. Though I have not consumed the big medicine,” he said while pressing his chest.
“It wasn't for the drugs. But, since you are close to me!” cibir Dave, who knows his wife, is looking for an excuse to avoid taking drugs.
Alana grimaced in shame, as her intentions were read by her husband. “Yes put it on the table. I will drink it later. Wait for the rice to go down to Dave's stomach first. You go back to work, I'm going to bed,” get rid of him. Alana intends to change her position to sleep. However, unexpectedly Dave immediately pulled his wife's hand, then ducked down and immediately kissed her lips.
Alana glared as she felt the tablet granules enter her mouth, and slowly spread down her throat.
“Emmmm...” Alana rebelled against her husband's chest, asking him to be released. He remembered that there was his son in the room, that Dave could kiss his lips there was Gala.
Uhuk! Uhuk!
Alana coughed as Dave let go of her kiss. “Dave, you can do that even though here is your son. Gee whiz... What if he sees it?” namel Alana while receiving a glass of mineral water for her sip.
“Because that's the only way you can take your medicine quickly,” sergeant Dave put the glass back. “Sleep. To keep you healthy,” she asked Alana to lie down.
“Au—”
“Later. I will sleep first,” he said as he laid his body on the sofa.
Dave nodded. “He sleeps, and heals soon. Because you owe me a lot of explanation.”
“Dave?” hiss Alana. When he felt that man was still upset with him.
“It's easy I can't be mad at you, Alana. But, there are a lot of things you should have told me, right?”
Alana nodded weakly, and slowly she began to close her eyes. Dave covered his wife. Then slowly kissed Alana, hoping after waking up Alana will be healthy.
Dave turned his gaze to his son who looked engrossed in the carpet under the television. His hands were engrossed in making scribbles on the white paper. He smiled, for that he dared to kiss his wife's lips, because he knew Gala was not looking at him.
After making sure Alana's asleep. Dave approached his son. “What are you drawing, baby?” dave asked curiously to sit on the carpet near his son.
Gala remains engrossed in her activities. He was silent about finishing his activities first. A few moments after he finished, he put down his pencil. Then lift the paper and show it to Dave.
“Taraa... How's picture? Papi, good no?”
Dave smiled to see his son's graffiti look messy, but for a four-year-old, he thought it was good. There are three pictures he painted, Papi, Mami and Gala.
“I used to always draw three, one was grandma.” Gala giggles. “Because now there is Papi, I want to join Papi as well,”.
Dave was overwhelmed to hear it. He took a picture made by Gala. “What a good darling? Do you aspire to be a painter?” tanyakanya.
“No! I used to aspire to have a lot of money. So that Mami stops working. If now I have not thought,” replied Gala.
Dave gawked at hearing it. “Important Gala must be diligent in learning.”