Marry Brother, My Curtain.

Worryingly.

Dave just laughed a little, when he heard what Alana said to him.

"You haven't answered what I asked you. Tell me, who called you, and I see you look so happy." Asked once more, with a full-fledged gaze looking at Alana.

"It's not, it's Dave's business?!" Alana replied with will pass from the balcony of the room, but immediately her hand was blocked by Dave.

"Tell me who called you." Ask again, in a tone that sounds more resolute.

Framing the cynical smile on his face, upon hearing what Dave asked.

"Have I ever meddled in your affairs, when you were with Laura? even you stayed at his house, and didn't come home I didn't care at all. Even you brought the woman, just came to the house I didn't interfere at all. And ever since Louisa left, and Louis went to America you've been home less and less. And I don't interfere at all in your personal affairs."

"I asked once again. Who called you, Alana? is he the guy who bought those fancy things, to you?"

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Alana, firmly.

Instantly the look on Dave's face looks so red, and stored anger there.

"Tell me, is she your lover?"

"Don't you love me? so is it wrong, if I'm looking for a man who sincerely loves me? so why are you asking Dave?"

"Remember Alana, you're my wife."

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

If you consider me your wife, I'd like to once again end your relationship with Laura right now, and I'd like us to return to America."

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"Then divorce me."

Dave's gaze immediately looked at Alana, who was already shedding tears.

"Sorry Alana, I can't. And have you forgotten, there's Louisa, and Louis among us."

"But I want us to split up, Dave?! you don't love me, you love other women. Keep going until when you tie me up, with a wedding like this. I'm sorry Dave, agreed to this marriage."

"But I can't part with you Alana, please understand..?"

"So you mean, you're going to be in a relationship with both women at once. That's me, and Laura?" Alana asked, trying to guess.

"Yes. Because after all, you are the mother of my two children."

"You're so selfish, Dave?! you're selfish, I hate you so much!!" Alana said, with tears.

Dave grabbed Alana's body, and buried the woman in his arms.

"Take me off Dave!! untie me..? I hate you so much..? Hates you so much..?" Alana said trying to let go of her husband's embrace, as the man continued to hug her.

"I'm sorry Alana, I'm sorry. But I can't part with you. You're a good woman. Although you're a little stubborn, but I feel very comfortable being with you Alana. But in one position, I also love Laura. I'm confused, Alana?"

Alana just cries, as Dave continues to express what she feels.

"I'm sorry Alana, I'm sorry. But I'll try to be fair. And trust me, I never did that with Laura. And I just want to, just do it with you."

"And you think I believe, what are you talking about?" By letting go of his embrace, and looking at Dave with his cynical gaze.

Whether you want to believe it or not. But the truth is I've never done that, with any woman but you Alana?"

There was a telephone on Dave's cell phone, which diverted his second act. And Dave knows, it must be his dad who called.

"Remove your tears, Papa telpone."

Alana rubbed the tears, when she heard what Dave said to her, with a look of annoyance staring at Dave.

"You don't need to be a charlatan. I can't possibly tell Papa about your relationship with Laura."

Dave shifted the green icon, and greeted his father across the street.

"Hallo, Paa?"

"Are you home, at home?"

"Hallo, Paa?"

"How are you, Alana? you're okay, right?"

"I'm okay, Paa?" Alana answered, forcing herself to smile.

"Alana..?"

"What's up, Paa?"

"How was your marriage together, Dave? are you happy together, my son?"

Alana did not immediately answer with what her father was asking, she picked up. His eyes were distracted staring at Dave for a moment, whose countenance had turned pale in fear that Alana would tell the truth.

"Alana, why are you quiet? tell Papa, are you happy living with Dave?"

"I'm happy Paa. Dave loves me very much."

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

"No Paa, I'm not lying at all." Alana answered, trying to convince Damian.

Dave breathes his leg, when Alana doesn't tell Damian about her relationship with Laura.

"How are my kids, Paa?"

"They're fine."

"Alright Papa, then Papa continues his conversation with Dave." Giving the phone to her husband.

"Papa now believes in doing it, that I might not hurt Alana."

"Yes, I hope it's all true. Because Papa would be so disappointed in you, if you hurt Alana."

"Of course not, Paa?"

"Alright then, Papa hang up. And remember my message."

"All right, Paa?" By ending, the phone conversation.

Dave exhaled, rubbing his face rough. Got an ultimatum from his father, making the man even more depressed.

"What should I do? I love Laura so much, but I don't want to lose Alana either. What's the matter, with me." Guamam Dave, with great unrest in him.

Dave threw away his gaze ahead, with his blank look. The man seemed faced with a difficult choice, so late in his daydream, that he did not realize the time had shown at twelve pm, and decided to return to the room.

Open the door, and find Alana asleep, sideways hugging a roll.

His eyes stared at Alana so intensely, sitting next to the bed with his eyes fixed on the beautiful face that was sleeping so peacefully. His gaze continued to stare at Alana, and without him realizing his lips were already at such a close distance. And when she was about to kiss, Alana wriggled her body, until Dave undo his intention, to kiss the woman's lips.

And he decided to lie down beside Alana, hugging the woman's body, and closed his eyes.

His breathing was felt by Alana, and when both of her balls were open, Alana was a little surprised when she found a burly hand holding her, so tightly.

"Dave, what are you doing? untie me?!" By trying to release his hand, from the arms of the handsome man.

"Let me hug you Alana, please?"

"Take me off Dave?! I don't want to be hugged by you!"

"Can we do that tonight?" The voice that sounded slowly, until the breath could be felt by Alana.

"Do what, Dave? what do you mean?!"

"Doing a husband and wife relationship."

"I don't want to, and I'm asking you to let go of your hand."

"If you don't want to, let me hold you. And don't argue anymore, don't you cape noisily continue with me?"