The Wife Pay
Getting dizzy

That night Dave could not close his eyes. He even tried to keep himself busy with his work. But still, I cannot concentrate. His mind was muddled by Nelson's arrival this afternoon. Also about the woman who almost made Alana wretched.

Dave was busy figuring out who that woman was. Is that Gizka or Natasha? Only those two people didn't like Alana. Dave had even asked people to check the cctv camera, unfortunately when the license plate he tried to track, it turned out to be a fake car plate. Dave thought the guy was very observant about committing a crime.

Unable to close his eyes, he chose to leave his room. The man was intending to get down the stairs, seeking the night air. He had tried to get out to the balcony of his room as well, but was not satisfied.

“Gosh!” dave's strangulation almost toppled over when he saw the white shadow figure as soon as it arrived at the end of the stairs.

“Dave, what's wrong with you?”

Dave breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing his wife's voice. The woman was wearing a face mask. “No! It's just that I thought there was a ghost at home,” exclaimed Dave stepped closer to Alana who was sitting.

“I tried the beauty package given by Mr. Arfa, Dave. Very tasty, the mind also comes plong,” exclaimed Alana.

Dave took the water, then gulped it down the toilet. “Then why leave the room?”

“I was thirsty.” Alana holds her face mask. “Ahh so broke the mask, you did invite me to talk,” decak Alana passed to the sink washing her face. Dave just chuckled at hearing it, then passed away, the man choosing to head towards the side porch.

The man sat himself in a long chair, which Alana used to read books. Actually, it's even better to go to the lake, but he feels lazy because the distance still feels far.

Dave picks up the phone in his pocket, looking for Zain's contact.

“You're asleep, Zain?” ask Dave to the assistant.

“Not Lord. Can I help you?”

“Please get as much detailed info as possible about Mr. Nelson Efraim, lest anyone be missed in the least.”

“What's the problem, Mister?”

“Hemm... I'll tell you tomorrow,” exclaimed Dave disconnected his phone. Upon turning his head he was surprised to find his wife standing behind him with a tray of drinks. “Alana,” murmur is soft.

Alana developed her smile, stepping closer to her husband. “Dave I made you tea. This is a great herbal tea for the body. I think it's suitable for people like you, to keep your body vit.”

“Thank you, Alana.” Dave picked up the warm cup of tea, sipped it slowly. Alana sat herself next to him. “Have you been standing there for a long time?” sis asked.

“Only small problems, Alana. Ordinary, business competition.”

Alana nodded, took her tea and sipped it slowly. And in silence Dave looked at his wife, there was something he thought and considered.

“What's Dave? Why stare at me like that?” alana asked scanning her clothes, as she remembered she was dressed quite politely. He wears satin nightgowns, trousers.

“Nothing. Just look at your face, after wearing the mask. Why is your face so red?” dave's exclaiming made Alana hold her cheek.

“I'm just kidding,” exclaim Dave then. Alana pursed her lips in annoyance. Take his tea to sip it up the toilet.

“Dave, tomorrow I want to go to father's grave,” Alana said. Alana always tells her husband if she wants to travel.

Dave nodded. “Do not be alone. Bring Salma and driver.”

“Why are you overreacting? I can drive–”

“According to Alana. It's better for your safety. I still have not found anyone who intends to harm you at that time,” Dave said.

Seeing the serious eyes of her husband, Alana nodded. “Feeling to be a real wife, if go-go controlled,” his lips make Dave close his mouth tightly. Alana moved from her seat.

“Where to?” ask Dave.

Alana turned back. “I want to sleep Dave.”

“Sunday night accompany me to dinner at Mr. Nelson's house,” he said instantly made Alana's body freeze to hear the man's name called.

“Mr Nelson? Are you working with him?”

Dave nodded. “New plan Alana. I don't know if I'm gonna take it. But I don't think it's good to ignore his dinner invitation.”

“Oh, alright.”