The Wife Pay
A fertility?

A servant greeted the three, then led them in. Again, Alana was amazed by the luxurious house, where inside there was a crystal lamp hanging above. The place is so wide. Just as luxurious as the main mansion of the Aerospace family.

Alana keeps holding Dave's arm while getting down from the car to the inside.

“Dave, the house is great. No less good than your house,” praise Alana.

Dave smiled knot. “Iya Alana's. Mr. Risky is a great businessman, of course, the design of his house is not kidding.”

While at the back, Zain only followed his second footsteps. For a moment he felt like a bodyguard to look after the couple. But, it is undeniable that Zain was happy to see Dave and Alana's interaction. Because without Dave knowing, since Alana's presence. Dave ate dinner more often at home, until men talk more, and like to smile to laugh. Maybe it's just Zain who realizes, while Dave doesn't feel anything.

Passing through a staircase, a middle-aged woman in a luxurious robe in the color of toska combined with a hijab in line to welcome their arrival, he was Kirana– his wife Pak Risky Hutama. The woman welcomed her arrival in a friendly manner. Herding him to the dining table, where there was already a middle-aged man who had been waiting for the arrival of the three.

“Hallo, Dave welcome to our club,” greet Mr. Risky friendly, move from his place to greet the three.

“Thank you, Sir. If it's like this you say gubug. What's up with my house,” says Dave.

“Hey, young people don't get too low.” Mr. Risky patted Dave's shoulder. Then his gaze turned to the woman by the man's side.

“Hallo, Alana?” sapana.

“Hallo, Sir. How are you?” Alana greets the man with a notjim. It amazed the middle-aged couple.

“Good. This is how the name of the old man, sometimes achy,” replied Mr. Risky pleasantries. Then allow the three to sit around the oval-shaped dining table.

Meanwhile, Mr. Risky and Dave were in a business conversation. Kirana and Alana were also having the same conversation.

“Papa, his guest should not just be invited to chat later. Now let them eat,” Kirana reminded the husband.

“Oh yes dear. Papa forgot, fortunately Mama reminded,” said Mr. Risky softly.

Alana stared at the interaction between the two, how happy it was to see a couple who loved each other until old age. Can Alana be envious? There's not much Alana wants. In the past he only wanted to build a harmonious and happy little family, where he married a loved one. But, reality now... He had to swallow a bitter pill because his dream ran aground in the middle of the road. Dave is indeed a good man, does not rule out the possibility, if he will be interested in the man. It's just that Alana has to limit herself, given how much Dave loves other women. Alana took a breath, feeling her heart pounding every time she got close to him. However, even so a comfortable feeling infiltrated within the recesses of his heart. She was afraid of falling into the charm of that man. Even her marriage contract only runs in a matter of days. There are still eleven months ahead.

Even Alana has no picture after the marriage contract is the husband.

“Oh i–iya, mistress,” he said nervous even his cheeks harrumphed in shame, because the original one knows.

“This rich mama don't know it. The newlyweds want it so,” said Mr. Risky.

Alana's face was getting closer. The woman chose to be ashamed.

“Oh yes. Mama forgot, Pa. This even Mama dominates Alana asking her to sit next to Mama.” Kirana moved from her place, then said to Dave, “Dave come here we change positions. Because it looks like your wife will only eat if she is by your side.”

“Good Mistress!” Dave also changed places. Alana held his forehead.

“Come enjoy the food. You know, I deliberately asked the chefs to make a healthy meal, certainly good for fertility,” Kirana said.

“Fertility?”

“Iya, fertility. Agar Alana quickly pregnant.”

Uhuk! Uhuk!

Alana immediately choked on her food.

.

.

.

.

As always, don't forget to leave a trace..