The Wife Pay

The Wife Pay
Dave Angry


"Dave?" hissing surprised. Her heart almost beat when she saw her husband now under her. That means rightly her guess since then, if this company is owned by her husband. How could he not know that info.


"Don't come down." Dave's baritone voice sounded calm. "It's the bulb." He held out his bulb at Alana.


Alana grimaces in embarrassment, then she comes down a bit to pick up the bulb, and gives Dave a dead bulb. After more than a minute of installing the bulb, Alana shouted. "Risa, please turn on the switch!"


Risa said, before long the hallway returned bright, Alana started to descend slowly. However, at the end of the lowest rung he found it difficult to set foot on the floor, as a result of being blocked Dave.


"Sorry Dave, I want to go down" said Alana with a timid face. However, a second later he gasped when he realized his words that sounded impolite, he just remembered where he was now. Dave raised both eyebrows. "I mean, Mr. Dave I want to go down," he later said.


Dave nodded, and shifted his body. Then, unexpectedly the man reached out his hand to Alana, making the girl in white, chubby cheeks and the hair on the ponytail swerve in shock.


"Give me your hand, let me help you" Dave said.


Inevitably Alana received a helping hand of the man in front of her, then lowered her head as soon as her feet touched the floor.


"What's your name?"


Alana was surprised, and looked up as soon as she heard the question addressed to her. The man asked as if he had not known her.


"Alana, Sir."


"Are you an OB here?"


Alana shakes. "No Sir. I'm in administration, moving out of the branch."


Dave sighed. "Then, why did you put the lights on?"


"Because the others are busy" said Alana while biting her lower lip with awkward taste, even she did not dare to look at Dave.


Dave nodded at a glance. However, unexpectedly he rubbed Alana's head gently, then said. "Don't repeat, it's dangerous."


"Yes sir" Alana replied nervously.


After that Dave continued his steps, towards the office in the back. Alana was still staring at the man's departure with an uncertain feeling. After her figure disappeared behind the turn, Risa tied her body to Alana.


Alana just grunted as if looking at Risa's behavior.


"Alana how you feel rubbed his head, even you had time to hold his hand. If it was me... I must have fainted by now," exclaimed Risa.


"Okay," replied Alana flatly. Let alone in his hands, eating the two of them even he did.


"Then anyway? I who saw it just now felt like I was watching a romance scene in person. I imagined that it was me in his hand.... But, I wonder why Mr. Director cares so much about you Alana. You are a new employee here. Does that director put any sense in you?"


"Cannot be. If you imagine something, do not connect. Mr. Dave did it just to help, "Alana said.


Risa nodded. "Yes anyway. That's how Mr. Dave might like you. You see, I heard that Mr. Dave's girlfriend was abroad. That must be more everything than us huh."


The deg!


Alana stopped her intention to fold the stairs, staring at Risa with a puzzled look. "You know about her boyfriend?" asked Alana who was suddenly curious.


"Just a glimpse of Alana. I was busy thinking about sales. What is clear is that the woman is very beautiful and very suitable for Mr. Dave, if not one of the artists.”


Alana swallowed her saliva. Trying to get his mind out. "I'll return this ladder. You go back to work" Alana said, switching the conversation.


After returning the stairs in the warehouse, Alana again walked through the hallway, her eyes would occasionally turn to the side where the glass spread out showing the rumbling of the rain that was getting heavier. Rain like this will taste very good to eat instant noodles in egg and mustard, then add a little cayenne pepper. Alana passed by to order her wish towards the cafeteria.


In the afternoon, there was a commotion at the office. Because the Director went berserk to the men who were considered not to know themselves. No one dared to say, the employees just bowed down. In their hearts complaining just because the lights were off, they were enraged by the Director.


"How can. You let a woman put a lamp on. While you're even preoccupied with working."


"I'd hate a man who doesn't know himself."


"If this happens again, I'll fire you all!"


Dave himself did not understand why he could be this angry, just because the lights went out. Is it because of the lights? Or because he saw his wife who actually climbed the stairs to change the lights.