The Wife Pay
I'm Worrying

Five months later

A male doorman in a black uniform, rushed to open the gate as a shiny white car came, from the direction of the street. Then nod respectfully to the employer who is in the car behind the steering wheel.

The car stops right in front of the main entrance. A maid in a pink uniform came to meet.

“Good afternoon, Mr?” he said with respect.

Dave just nodded small.

“Is Madam better?” ask her while getting out the car door.

“Already, Sir. Now resting in the lake saung.”

Dave handed the black bag he took from the car to the waiter. His hands moved to loosen the tie. He went into the house with the waiter. He wanted to go straight to where his wife was.

“Papi!”

The call of the son undoes his intention, the little boy runs towards him with a hand that holds a toy.

“Don runway away, Gala!” pinta Dave to his son. But, don't listen. Ah look how stubborn she is like her mother.

Hap!

Dave quickly grabbed his son's body, then carried it into his trunk. Gala wrapped her hands around her Papa's neck.

“How are you, son?” dave asked his son, peeping at his cheek.

“Fine!” he answered while giving a kiss on Dave's cheek. “Where are the souvenirs?” tanyanya.

“Nothing, darling. Papi work, home rush.”

Instantly the originally dimmed face became bright happy. “Thank you, Papi.”

“Hem.. You know where Mami is?” ask Dave his son.

“Lake! Mami learns constantly, baby sister is also naughty!”

“Why?”

“Mami keep vomiting!” chirps later, while lowering his body down from Dave's sling. Then he turned to his nanny, asking to be delivered to Zain's place.

Dave continued his steps to meet his wife. Three days without seeing him, he felt very long.

For a moment he was glued near a large pot embedded a plant. Staring at his exquisitely beautiful wife, who was lying idly by holding a book, her long hair beautifully draped over her shoulders. The radiance of the twilight sun reflected onto the face and illuminated the warmth.

While beside Alana, there was Salma, his wife's personal servant, who was busy helping his wife cut her nails. Salma realized the presence of her master, and immediately nodded her head.

“Good afternoon, Mr Dave!”

Dave just nodded slightly, then approached his wife, and gave a kiss on Alana's forehead that was still lying down. “How are you doing, baby? Hemm sick again today?”

Alana smile. “This is common for young pregnant women, dear. Why can you go home? Shouldn't there be four more days?”

Alana was confused and surprised, because the husband said it would take about a week to be in Bali. The man is building a resort there. For that he felt surprised to see the husband had returned sooner.

”I'm worried.” Dave grabs and mer gold slowly his wife's fingers.

Putting her book on the table, Alana raised one of her hands, to rub the tired face of her husband. ”I'm fine, there's Salma who always takes care of me.” Alana pointed towards Salma who was still clipping her nails. The second pregnancy, which just stepped on the 16th Sunday, somehow Alana's condition often can not be compromised, making her unable to do anything but bedrest total. Whereas in the past when she was pregnant with Gala, Alana was still able to work from morning to afternoon. For his second son this is a little fussy and spoiled. Even impressed to always be close to Dave, absolutely can not be independent. Many times Dave often canceled meetings, or even being outside the city immediately home, if he heard himself vomiting. Ah. That's how dear Dave is to her. He said nothing could mean more than family. He is willing to lose anything, as long as not one of his family.

“You know, he's not just a waitress. But, he's like a friend and a bodyguard to me, baby. His chatter is beyond you. I want to cut my own nails can't. I was instead taken a book, asked to lie down and read a book,” continued his lips pursed forward, like a little child who was complaining to his father. Makes Dave unable to laugh.