Marry Brother, My Curtain.

Dave's Fretfulness

Dave's face grew pale when he heard what his father had said, and in him asked if his father Damian, had known his relationship with his beloved Laura.

"Of course it's true, Paa? I'm not hiding anything from you." Dave answered, trying to convince his father.

"Papa wanna talk to your wife Alana, Dave?"

"In that case, I'll give you his phone number, so Papa can call him."

"Isn't it nine o'clock in the UK, what you're still doing is you going alone, and leaving Alana home alone."

"Home she's not alone, Paa? there's Daven, and there's Alma, my housekeeper."

"Papa doesn't care what you say, Dave? Papa asked you to come home right now, because Papa wants to talk to my son-in-law." Damian said, by directly disconnecting the phone just like that.

Dave rubbed his face rough, and he looked frustrated when he got his father's word, which was indisputable.

His eyes were turned to Laura, who was looking at him with a curious look.

"What's your dad talking about, Dave?" Laura asked, with a look on her curious face.

Exhaling violently, and he immediately left the balcony of the room, approaching his lover.

"What's wrong with you, Dave? why do you look so nervous?" Asked with a look of a face that looks increasingly curious, when Dave never answered what he asked.

"I think Papa's starting to suspect that I'm related to you, Laura?" Dave replied, with a look of restless face.

Framing the sinister smile on his face, upon seeing the unrest on the black-haired man's countenance.

"Isn't that good, so we don't have to hide our relationship anymore."

Exhaling violently, by forcing yourself to smile upon hearing what Laura said.

"My father is a man who has a very hard nature. Especially now that I, and Alana already have a child. And I'm sure, he'd be pretty upset, knowing about our relationship."

"So are you forever going to keep our relationship hidden from your Papa, and hang up my status as just your dark lover?"

"No Laura, not like that. But it all takes time. And I'm asking, you understand."

"But when do you want to, Dave? don't you love that woman? remember Dave deserves to be happy too."

"Oh, let's talk about this next time. Now I have to go home soon, and tonight I'm going to sleep at home."

"Sleeping at home? so tonight, you're gonna spend some time with that woman?!" With a cynical smile, looking at Dave.

"Remember Laura, however Alana is my wife. And I don't want to, Papa's getting suspicious of me. And I'm asking, you understand." Dave said, in a firm tone.

Dave grabbed the jacket, and the car keys were on the desk, and wrapped the leather jacket in his body.

"I'm leaving first, tomorrow we'll see each other again." With a brief puff of Laura's lips, and passed from the apartment.

Laura's face look so upset, and also flushed red. Jealousy, envy instantly struck the woman to Alana. When remembering only Alana, the woman who only cooled by the father of her lover.

"Alana. What's so special, that woman?!"

****

His eyes looked up, throwing far ahead. Recalling what happened today, made Alana just frame a small smile on her face.

The smile seemed pushy, and there was sadness.

Keep staring at the beauty of the night in London at night, in the cold air at night, until the sound of telephones entered on his cellphone, disperse the woman's daydream.

"Louis..?" He muttered with a small smile on his face, with his fingers shifting the green logo.

"Hallo, Louis?"

"Can you call me by name, which is more convenient? suppose a darling, or a call that sounds sweeter?"

Alana just laughed a little, when she heard what her lover said.

"Why are you talking like that, Louis? you're embarrassing me?" With the look of the face, which looks blushing.

"Well, if you're not used to it, I won't, force you. Is Dave, not home?"

"Yes, he's not at home. He was together, that woman. But how do you know that Dave's not at home, Louis?"

"If Dave was at home, surely you couldn't have received a phone call from me, Alana?"

"I'm sorry, Louis? ii'm sorry. I feel so guilty for you."

"No need to apologize, because sooner or later Dave will definitely find out about our relationship. And I'm not just gonna face Dave, Alana? but I, too, should get ready to face your father Damian, if he ever finds out about our relationship."

"Louis..?"

"What's up, Alana?"

"What if our relationship was known to my father, Damian."

"I love you so much, Alana? and I'm ready to face it. And I'll tell Uncle that I really love his daughter."

Alana only shed her tears, upon hearing what Louis had said to her.

"Thank you Louis, thank you for loving me so much. And I'm sorry, for dragging you into such a complicated matter."

"No need to apologize Alana. I love you so much, and I'm ready to face whatever happens next."

"Thank you, Louis?"

"All right, then I'll hang up. And tomorrow, I'll call you."

"All right." Alana replied, with a smile on her face as Louis ended their conversation.

"What makes you smile, and who just called you?" Ask Dave, which surprises Alana.

Alana turned around, and she was a little shocked when she found Dave walking up to her.

"Dave, are you here? since when did you come?"

A small smile framed on her face, and walked over to Alana, who was looking at her with a confused look.

"It would be wrong if I went home? aren't you my wife?"

"Wife?" With a cynical smile, looking at Dave.

I think your real wife is Laura."