Marry Brother, My Curtain.

Dave's Anxiety

"Dave sits on a long sofa, located in the living room. The look on the handsome man's face, showed great uneasiness.

Angry, disappointed, hurt, and surprised all he felt so one, with the reality he just knew, if his wife was in a special relationship, with her own best friend.

Wake up from her seat, and return to the main door, to see that Alana may have come. And again he swallowed a sense of disappointment, because the wife had not yet shown the trunk of his nose.

"Where did he go, and that son of a bitch! why hasn't he come home yet."

He returned to the chair, which he sat in. Grabbing her phone on the table, and trying to get back to Alana.

The voice of the telephone was connected to the phone number there, and again the telephone from him was ignored by Alana.

"W...!! you've gone too far. You even, ignoring the telephones, from me your husband!" With the look of a face that looks so disappointed, and implied deep sadness there.

Daven, and Alma continued to stare at his Master, speechless.

"Why, Master Dave, should be angry?! isn't she, too, in Miss Laura's relationship? during this time he spent more time with his girlfriend, than his own wife. And when he found out Miss Alana was in a relationship with Mr. Louis, he only cared about his wife, got angry, and came to this house." Alma exclaimed, with a look on his face.

"Perhaps with this incident, only you realize how much it means, and the fear of losing Miss Alana. I mean, without him even saying that we can judge from the way he showed us today, if in fact he had fallen in love with his wife."

Seconds continued to step towards dusk, until the sun gradually began to dim the heat, and disappeared slowly from the face of the earth.

"Alana, why would you do this to me! in fact, with my own best friend." Bathin Dave, with sadness clearly visible from the look of his face.

Repeatedly he got up from his seat, and went to the main door, to see Alana coming. But what awaited, never came. And repeatedly tried to contact his wife, but the one on the phone never picked her up.

"Allana...Alana.., it's almost dark you haven't come home yet! Louis, you've been really, looking for trouble with me. Have you forgotten! if Alana is my wife." Bathinnya, with a face that is so reddened.

The clang of the clock continued to move, until it did not feel it had shown the end of the night. But until now, Alana has not come home either.

There was a telephone on his cell phone, and immediately Dave picked it up, because he had received it from his wife. But the look of the face was clear, when he saw who did a telephone grinder, it was from his lover, Laura.

Leave it alone, until the telephone ends on its own.

A few seconds later, a message came in, on his phone. And Dave believes, it must be Laura. Grab his phone back, and read the message.

"Darling! why don't you pick up my phone. And where are you now. Why not go home too.

A smile framed on his face, and put the phone back on.

Alma approached Tuanmuda, saying that dinner was ready.

"Master, dinner's ready."

"I'm not so happy, to eat."

"At least eat a little, sir?" Daven's Pass.

"Why hasn't he come home yet, Daven?" With sadness, which was clearly visible from the look of that handsome face.

"I'm sorry sir, but for that I don't know at all."

Moving from his seat, after reaching for his phone stored on the table.

"You two eat first, I'm not so happy. And tonight, I'm gonna sleep here." He moved from his seat, and stepped towards the stairs, towards the third floor of his room.

Daven, and Alma glanced at each other, and there was a sense of pity in each of them, at the state of the young master that looked so chaotic.

"It's only been a day that Miss Alana treated him like this, the situation has been so chaotic like this. Especially if she gets to see Miss Alana making out, kissing, or not coming home for a week like she did to Miss, maybe things will be much worse, than we see now, Daven?" Alma exclaimed, continuing to look at Dave who had been down the stairs.

Seconds continue to step, until the time has shown at eight o'clock at night.

A luxury car was parked, at the gate of the three-story house.

And as Alana was about to descend, Louis immediately blocked her lover's hand.

"Why?" With a smile, looking at that handsome face.

"Didn't you kiss me, as a good night?"

A small laugh framed her pretty face, upon hearing what her lover wanted.

"Come on, we've even kissed a few times. But why, you're still not satisfied either."

"Because I'll never get bored if I kiss you, Alana?"

A small smile framed on the pretty face of Alana, upon hearing what her lover had said.

"I love you, Louis..?" Closer his lips to the man, and kissed him so deeply.

Tasting each other's aunts, making Louis even more want to deepen their kiss. Embracing Alana's waist, and as her tongue was about to break through Alana's mouth, she quickly pulled away.

"Later I won't be down and down from the car, if you still want us to kiss, Louis?"

"I'm sorry, and thank you for loving me. With a brief kiss on Alana's lips, and opened her car door.

Come down."

Nodding, with a smile on his face, and passed down from the car.

Alana immediately passed into her house, after opening the gate that happened to be unlocked.

The look on her face was so cheerful, a smile continued to expand on the long-haired woman's face, as she stepped towards her luxurious home. She accidentally threw her gaze in another direction, a smile immediately faded on the face of Alana, when she saw the whereabouts of her husband's car.

"So Dave, he's at home. Did he come here, just to get his clothes, or to change cars, and then leave again, as he always does." He murmured, and resumed his steps, into the house.

While talking to Alma, Daven is surprised by Alana's arrival.

"Miss Alana, are you home?"

"Yes. And I went to the room to clean myself up, and after that I'll just come down for dinner." Alana exclaimed, continuing her steps towards the direction of the stairs.

"Miss Alana..." Call Daven, suddenly.

Stopped his steps that had already climbed the stairs, and turned to look at the secretary.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr Dave, it's at home."

"I already know." By returning, continue his footsteps.

"We'll see, after this there will definitely be a fight between them."

"Yes Aunt, we'll wait."