Marry Brother, My Curtain.

Requesting Alana's phone.

The clang of the plate, and the spoon continued to sound during the activities of the residents of the house, who were doing their dinner.

Sometimes Daven's gaze looked up at the stairs, and shook slowly there, which stored a sense of wonder in him.

"Their power is very strong, even they're past dinner." Daven murmured, with both bolamata staring down the stairs.

"Who are you talking about, Daven?" Putting a piece of steak in his mouth.

The gaze turned to look at Ross, who was staring at him, waiting for the answer to what he said earlier.

"Why are you so stupid, Ross? of course I mean Miss, and Sir. Not flanked, not at home, just making love. Even they missed their dinner, just because of it. Are they not cape, or bored?"

A small laugh framed Ross' face, as well as Alma's upon hearing what the secretary said.

"Hurry to find Daven's girlfriend, because from now on, you'll often see your Lord's affection, as well as his wife's, because otherwise you could die of being upset with them."

"Yes. You should be right away, looking for a girlfriend." Ross's gap anyway.

A small laugh escaped from the secretary's mouth, upon hearing what the blonde-haired girl said.

"You told me to find a boyfriend. But what about you Ross.., until now you haven't had a boyfriend,"

Hearing what Daven said, Alma interrupted him.

"Originally you know, Miss Ross will soon have a boyfriend."

His forehead wrinkled, his gaze instantly intensely staring at the woman in front of him.

"You have Ross' girlfriend? or do you like someone?" Consecutive questions, which came out of Dave's secretarial lips.

Alma, and Ross glimpsed at each other and spoke nothing more, preferring to continue eating them, leaving Daven convinced that there was something they were hiding from him.

"Who is Ross, can I know him?" The intense gaze, and the curious look of the face that was clearly visible from the sektretris face.

Getting the question, made Ross face instantly turn pale, and also nervous immediately struck.

"It's none of your business."

Grinning, upon hearing what Ross said to her.

"Oh Ross, are we good friends? maybe I can help you." A statement, which sounds demanding.

Ross did not respond to Daven's wishfulness, he quickly finished his dinner, and passed from the dining room.

"I'm done, and I'm sorry I have to go back to my room."He quickly leaves Alma, and Daven.

"He even deliberately sped up his meal, in order to avoid my question,"Snouted, when he found Ross deliberately avoiding the question from him.

As time went on, silence swept through London. In the room located on the 3rd floor, seen husband and wife Alana, and Dave who lay on the bed with their innocent body, only wrapped in a goose-feathered blanket that covers the innocent body of both.

"Dave.., about our next child a boy, or a girl, or a twin again," A question that came out of the tiny lips, as his fingers carved beautifully into the field.

"For me a boy, or a girl the same as Alana, or if God gives us twins again, I will be much more grateful. What about you?"

Alana looked up her head, with a smile framing the pretty face.

"For me it's the same. Whether it's a boy or a girl. Clearly, we must fulfill Louis' wishes, and Louisa wants a baby sister. Moreover, all this time, the two of us have never visited the two of them, Dave? and I feel so guilty, to my two children,"

Drinks a brief kiss at the top of Alana's head, increasingly hugging tightly onto any unclad body.

"Don't blame yourself. Cause everything, it started with me, and I'm sorry for that."

Alana raised her head, the closer she got to her husband. Until the breath of both, can be felt by each self.

The fingers slowly began to play with those sexy lips, with a seductive smile.

"Are you teasing me, Alana?"

"I just want us to start all over again, and not blame each other. And trying to be a good parent, to Louis, and to louisa and our other son Dave.."

A small smile, and a loving look was seen on that handsome face, upon hearing what his wife had said.

"Thank you Alana, you're the best. And let's make a baby sister for Louis, and Louisa." His request, by directly turning over Alana's body, without asking for approval from the woman.

****

Ross stepped his foot towards the stairs. The two feet passed through the viewing room, and found Aunt Alma, and Daven who was still watching television.

"Where are you going Ross?" Asking, when he saw the young girl just passed by.

"I'm going to Alana's room."

A small laugh framed Daven's face, as he got that answer.

"Ha.ha.ha.., Ross, Ross. If you get to that room, then you have to cover both your ears, when you hear strange noises coming from inside that room, and it's going to overheat."

Didn't get what Daven was talking about, due to his unanimous determination, who had to get Louis's cell phone number tonight. And decided to go back, continue those footsteps, towards his best friend's room.

And it's true. Only Ross will raise his hand on the door body, sound strange sounds that Daven meant earlier, namely sigh of pleasure.

"Ahhhhh...Dave...."

"Ohhh.... Alana..."

His breathing was racing faster, as if he was the one who felt it. Trying as if not to hear the moans of pleasure, and again focused his mind on his goal was getting the man's mobile number, which he would take on Alana's HP.

Slowly the hand was raised, and raised a knock.

"ToK, Tok, Tok," Three knocking doors, which stopped Dave from hitting his wife.

"Darling, someone's coming. Try to see who. It could be Daven, who has important needs with you." Pinta Alana, while still under her husband's body.

Urgently annoyed, and decided to wear his trousers, after covering his wife's innocent body with a blanket.

The door to the room was wide open, and and it featured Ross there. The look on her face turned pale, like something was stuck in her throat, when she saw the appearance of her husband from her sahaba.

Messy hair, a body filled with red marks to reach the neck, and also scratches the nails there.

"Alana I don't know, it turns out you're so vicious. Was your husband so savage, that there was a scratch of your nail all over his body" Ross said.

Dave stared at his wife's bewildered friend, who was staring at him with an unblinking gaze.

"What's up, Miss Ross?" A question, which broke the blond girl's daydream.

"A.i. I'm.." As a result of nervousness, a sudden question was asked.

"What am I, Miss Ross?" An intense gaze, he looked at his best friend.

"I want to borrow Alana's cell phone, sir? because Alana's song is really cool, and I'm gonna send it to my phone,"

"Ohhhh, you'll wait a minute." By stepping into the room.

Dave returned to the door, and gave his wife's cell phone, with an apple logo behind it.

"This is Miss Ross, and she's telling me that the birthrate's password, Louis and louisa."

"Thank you, Mr. Dave, then excuse me. " With the look of a sumringah face, when you get the phone of his best friend.

Ross's face looked so happy, as his legs went down each row of stairs.

Because of his initial move to approach Louis, it soon materialized by having the man's mobile number. And ross decides, to contact the handsome businessman first.