The Wife Pay
Me, Alana Jovanka
Alana pulled the corner of her lips that looked broken. “I, Alana Jovanka!” He pointed to himself, as if he was introducing himself in a talent show on a magnificent stage.
“Many learn that, the girlfriend I thought was perfect. And I have loved for four years to have deceived me!” alana said later, laughing as if the sentence was not a burden to her at all. Again, Alana massaged her dizzy head. However, there is no intention to end the activity. He walked on the long sofa with a slight stagger, and he almost fell down. Dave wanted to help him.
“No! Take it easy, I'm fine,” refused him back to straighten his body.
“I used to think that I wouldn't lose. Everything I have will never go away. But it's all wrong. Don't we? I'm not the stupid one. But he was the fool for betraying me, and giving me this pain. She said no one would want to be with me, because my mom has a mental illness. Why is he so evil foam on me. After all my heart gave to him,” said Alana his gaze looked sad, but the next second he laughed again. Anyone who saw her would think that she was crazy. Luckily it was already night time, the servants had already taken a break, so there was only Dave there.
The man looked at Alana with an indecipherable look in his eyes. His feelings were long puffed up to hear Alana's chatter. But once again, there was pity. He let the woman get out her heart. Even though that right is not important to him.
“Alana. It's all just the past, believe me you're gonna get a better man than Edo. Now it's night, let me take you to the room, you have to rest immediately,” cajole Dave. He spoke softly, as if he were facing a sick person. What he faced was a drunk man. And only this time he faced a drunken woman, and it was funny that he still listened to her babble.
Alana looked at Dave, with a gaping mouth, trying to digest the man's words, but to no avail.
“Come Alana.” Dave reached out his hand, hoping that Alana would welcome his hand. Actually, he could have forced the woman. But, Dave was still trying to bring out his level of patience. Letting the woman out her heart, maybe after this Alana will feel relieved.
Alana giggled to massage her head, then she bent her body a little, to make her cleavage a little visible. Dave immediately turned his face the other way and retracted his hand. However, he was still unmoved on the spot.
“I don't want to rest. I want to drink,” whispered Alana right in Dave's ear. Then, both of his hands were coiled around Dave's waist, making the man quite surprised. Not only that, Dave's shock grew, when Alana also dropped her head on his shoulder, as if she was leaning comfortably.
Dave closed both his eyes, as he felt a strange rumble in his body. His entire nerves suddenly stiffened, in an instant he felt his nape crashing, when Alana's body tightened up, until his position was now stuck together.
“Alana.” Dave shook Alana's body trying to resuscitate her. Feeling no reaction, Dave quickly held his wife, slowly he took her to his room.
“The man's support is indeed bullshit. The man is indeed an acute liar.”
Dave only snorted when he heard Alana's rant. A sense of resentment pervaded in him, when the woman cursed all the men. Though the jerk is his ex, why so all the men get hit. But, he thought for what he took it seriously, given the circumstances of Alana who was unconscious.
Slowly, Dave tried to open the door to Alana's room. After succeeding, he brought Alana inside towards the king-size bed. Slowly Dave tried to lay Alana's body there, intending that after that it would pass. However, he was suddenly surprised when the woman actually pulled his body, making himself fall right on top of Alana's body. Both of his eyes were buying as soon as he realized his position looked so intimate.
Again, Dave swallowed his saliva with difficulty. When his face is facing each other. His wife's breath sounded regular, until it swept across his face, as soon as the warmth just burst forth. Especially when he can clearly smell the fragrance of Lily flowers from his wife's perfume.