The Wife Pay
Are You Aware?

The view of an office is grand and spacious, with soft cream-colored walls and thick matching carpet covering the floor. There was a black sofa with a short wooden table. While a round high black table that looks solid with a black chair is on the seat near the entrance. Glass cabinet is attached behind the table. The owner of the room–Dave, standing facing the room with the window open. A vague view of the outside of the building.

Reversing his body, his eyes caught onto the woman who since three minutes ago had not been conscious. After the incident, Dave immediately called the doctor to check on Alana. The doctor said there was nothing to worry about.

There was a knock at the door, before long appeared the figure of a straight man, tall. In a white suit with matching pants, his arms cupped a stack of documents, then placed them on the table.

“Master?” exciting Zain.

“Hem... What's up?” ask Dave.

“About the incident earlier. What about Miss Moni?” ask Zain carefully.

Dave glanced at Alana who was still lying on the sofa. The woman began to blink both eyes.

“You know very well, what Zain must do. Gather all the employees involved, for letting the mess go on. I'll make a decision at a big meeting,” Dave said.

“Good Sir!”

“Go!" expel Dave. Then Zain left the room.

Dave turned his gaze towards Alana. The woman was still silent with both eyes already open, her gaze continued to sweep through the contents of the room.

“You're aware, Alana?” scold Dave, get to him. Slowly, Alana tried to change her position to sit down, Dave sitting himself next to Alana. “How are you doing? Is anyone sick?” he asked with a little worry.

“A–aku... What happened?” sahut Alana asked back.

“You fainted,” Dave replied.

Dave nodded, rubbing Alana's forehead which looked slightly bruised, now covered with bandages. “It's okay. This matter will be resolved in time. And I thought you just stopped working.”

Alana distanced her body, looking at Dave with a surprised look. “You fired me, Dave?”

Dave raised both eyebrows, looking at Alana with an amused look. “You could say so.”

An annoyed snort sounded from Alana. He still does not want his career to be interrupted in the middle of a road like this. But, given the several times the mess he made, it is still appropriate that he asked for the consideration of the husband.

“I thought you'd be home alone. So that I'll be easier if at any time need you,” Dave explained.

Alana. “What else do I need, Dave? Isn't your matchmaking plan over.”

“Iya true. But, I also need you when I have to attend my business associates. And again I know Natasha must still have a hidden grudge against me. The woman is intelligent, so it is likely that she will reply in a fairly ingenious way.” Dave looked back at Alana. “What's the harm? You can enjoy your life being an Aerospace Lady. You can shop as you please. I won't ban anything.”

Alana was silent considering Dave's words. But he had not yet opened his voice. The knock on the door unbundled his intention. Zain returns in, notifies me if the meeting is ready.

“Please wait here. Don't go anywhere. Thirty minutes I'll be back,” Dave told Alana, before he left.

A few minutes later, Alana was bored from just sitting on the couch. He moved from his place to the glass window, looking at the view of the building outside. She was amazed by the view of her husband's room. Because he never went in there before.

His feet moved to walk down Dave's study. He stepped towards the table, wiping the glass table, there were several piles of documents and a laptop bearing fruit bitten. However, Alana's focus was not on those things. But a photo of a beautiful woman emblazoned in the frame. Taking it, Alana stared at the female photo with inches. Gurgled his saliva violently, when he realized who the woman was?

“He is the rising artist. Jessica, is this woman my husband's girlfriend? Uh I mean Dave.” Alana bit her lower lip after successfully correcting her speech.

“What are you doing, Alana?!”