The Wife Pay
Twelve Times

“Why Dave?” alana was surprised.

But not answering. Dave was actually advancing his face, when his eyes were actually imprinted on Alana's ranum lips.

Alana's heart pounded, confident that Dave would kiss her again. Then with great confidence he closed his eyes. The distance between the two faces is even just a few inches, Dave just stick his lips together. Suddenly, though...

Kriek!

“Master, here's lunch!”

The soft voice of the secretary – Nana sounded. Making everything scatter, both Alana and Dave immediately turned to her. Alana felt a little upset at the woman, but what could I do. He breathed it many times.

While Dave smiled awkwardly, looked towards Nana then asked, “Why not knock on the door first?”

Nana gulps her saliva, realizing that she made a mistake. ”I've even knocked on the door six times,” he replied in self-defense.

“Not twelve times have you protested,” the grunt made Nana's eyes round. Alana wanted to laugh when she heard it. “Find the food Kak Nana. I'm hungry,” timpal Alana. She knew that maybe her husband's secretary had felt heavy while carrying her food, so she was desperate to enter.

Dave turned his gaze to his wife. “Why are you so confident if I order food for you?” ask Dave in a joking tone.

“I know. Mr. Dave is a good man, so it's impossible to starve me at lunchtime.” Alana said.

Nana walked over, putting two portions of the director's lunch as well as his wife's, on the table.

“Nona thanks for the cake, I really like!” Nana whispered softly while arranging the food of the superior.

“Em... Equally, Brother.”

“What putting food on the table it takes hours, Nana!” dave's reprimand left Nana in shock.

“It's been, Sir. Sorry sir if I was already interrupting.” Nana bowed her body before passing outside.

“Dave, why are you so fierce on Sister Nana?” alana protests to the husband who is now removing his suit, then draped to the back of the sofa. Dave also loosened his tie, making his appearance a little messy.

“It's not important. Enjoy your food, I think it's more important.”

Alana nodded and started to enjoy her lunch. Dave did the same. He just picked up a spoon and fork, Zain suddenly entered after previously knocking on the door with something in his hand.

“What is it?” point Dave at something in his assistant's hand.

“Invitation, Mr.” Zain extended the invitation to Dave. “That's Miss Natasha's birthday invitation, Sir,”.

Dave simply looked at the outside contents of the invitation without any intention of opening it. Then he just put it on the table. “Papa is a colot. How can match me with a woman whose birthday hobby is celebrated like a child,” his lips.

Zain and Alana laughed at hearing that.

“When is the show, Zain?” sis asked.

“If it's not wrong next week,” replied Zain thoughtfully.

“Dave, you've accepted the invitation. Why don't you just open it to know more about the exact day,” said Alana, and Zain silently nodded.

“Let me just open!” Alana took the invitation, then opened it. “Night next Sunday Dave. At a hotel Star Gramecia wah five-star hotel Dave,” he continued after reading the invitation.

“How do you think? Want to come?” ask Dave.

“Why not come. There must be a lot of good food,” replied Alana sparkling. Dave looked at Zain who was gawking.

“Why think about the food, Alana. If you want I can also give it to you now.”

Alana chuckles. “I know. Just kidding Dave.”

“I depend on you, if you want to come yes come. Actually, I'm just lazy to serve his mouth that tough,” chirps Dave imagine how later Natasha's mouth is talking.

“Let me face it.”

Dave looked at his wife for a moment, as if he were thinking about his next words. “Do you want to say that I'm masochistic again?” the question surprised Alana.

“Hah?”

“Iya as when Natasha finally decided on the matchmaking plan back then at home.”

Alana gulped her saliva, Zain who was in front of her also held back his laughter. “Why take it with you. I was desperate then.”

“I understand!” Dave turned his gaze to the assistant. “Why are you still here?” tanyakanya.

“I just want to remind if after lunch, we have a meeting with Mr. Arfa at the restaurant hotel Santika, Mr.”

Dave nodded. Then Zain said goodbye to go outside. “You want to come with me Alana?” haggar Dave.

“Where?”

“Hotel Santika.”

Alana glared at both of her eyes.

“I mean the restaurant,” later error.

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