Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 100 - Dramatic

"Housewife?" Keyvan again asked, it seems that the sentence of the housewife is too large a scope for Mikhayla.

"Yes the household, now it can only be in the room. But, later I also try to be in the kitchen and others, do not underestimate yes you," said Mikhayla seems to understand what Keyvan thinks. During the marriage, she was only able to finish the work in the room, but it was also at the behest of Keyvan for fear that his house would explode if Mikhayla went down to the kitchen.

"I'm not asking you to do that kind of thing, honey. Just do the core obligations that no other woman can replace, that's all."

"Content?"

"Yes, there's no need for me to explain that your brain actually understands, Mikhayla."

Understand, obviously the direction of the conversation there. Mikhayla just nodded and pulled the corner of her thin lips.

"Good, accept me for who I am because I did not prepare myself for marriage at a young age."

Salah own Keyvan origin abduct him, he who can not do anything even eat alone is still often fed must accept his destiny to be the wife of people. It was obvious that he did not have any preparation, Mikhayla thought then chuckled discordantly.

Until Mikhayla began to fall silent when she saw the waiter bring food to their table. But that makes Mikhayla confused why that comes a lot until the table is full even though they are just alone.

"Huh? This why? You ordered everything? The only thing we ate was the two of us, my God!!"

"Just a few, Khay .. let's eat, I don't know what you like" Keyvan said without sin and he didn't think his wife would be angry at all.

It's overkill, whether Keyvan is hungry for eyes or how this kind of thing can happen. Mikhayla was at a loss for herself how to spend it, while Keyvan had already started enjoying his lunch.

"A lot of paper?"

Keyvan ate so well that they had breakfast this morning. Maybe the effect of his mood is fine so therefore Keyvan's eating naffsu is higher, let alone he went to a place to eat that he had missed since six months ago.

"Hm, why haven't you eaten yet? No like?"

"Like, it's me eating" Mikhayla said later, that kind of thing doesn't matter. He is happy if indeed the naffsu eat Keyvan increased, lately he looks better every day.

Mikhayla stared at the grilled fish in front of her, she wanted to but couldn't because she was worried about its duration. Just like her parents, Mikhayla cannot eat if it is not separated first. Usually the one who does that is either Rani or Zia, and right now the one on his side is just Keyvan.

"Darling," called Mikhayla as he touched Keyvan's arm, the man paused and stared at his wife.

"Why? Need anything?"

"You want the fish, but fear the durin .. pisahin yes," pinta Mikhayla with beautiful eyes full of supplications, inevitably, it is clear that Keyvan must step in and stop eating for a moment to obey his wife's will.

The gaze of some visitors was fixed on them, the way Keyvan served his queen was indeed as good as that and obviously made other women feel envious. Only, some of them think that Mikhayla is Keyvan's sister so it's only natural to eat it has not been becus.

"Thanks, My Hubby," said Mikhayla as sweet as it was when her favorite grilled fish was ready to be eaten without worrying about her throat getting into trouble, although it hindered Keyvan's lunch, the man did not mind.

"You're welcome, my wife."

Keyvan chuckled because the sentence sounded foreign and almost never Mikhayla said it. Just for the sake of that sweet sentence, Keyvan had to fight to separate the fish from its thorns first. He who is not as patient should try to keep smiling and give the best for his wife every day.

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"Oh God!! Everything all gone because of the two of us?" mikhayla asked in disbelief.

"Yes," Keyvan replied casually and felt there was nothing strange if the food ran out.

"Then the fish I spent alone?" mikhayla asked in a panic as she recalled that Keyvan had not eaten the fish since.

"Hm, why is it?"

"Good God, why could it? Why not get banned?!!" mikhayla asked suddenly in frustration and she was confused when she realized how many calories were in her body this time.

"What's wrong, honey? Let it go, it will not be fat just because of that," said Keyvan guessed Mikhayla's concerns as a woman in general.

"Later the dress will not fit, and Papa even misunderstood that my stomach is distended," complained Mikhayla as afraid that if there will be something that will not happen later.

"No, if hungry don't get arrested ... Remember, you are no longer alone, Khayla. But there's our baby-to-be and if you restrict eating just out of fear of fat I don't like it" Keyvan said gently but made Mikhayla understand it was an expression of Keyvan's anger.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Don't just do it, do it and put pressure on yourself."

Surprisingly, Mikhayla who is now full can no longer even stand for a while. His eyes looked sleepy and had yawned many times.

"Let's go home, you're as sleepy as it is."

"Just now, I go to the toilet first .. stomach ache," mikhayla lamented making Keyvan cluck in surprise.

"Can't be arrested? Until home how?" keyvan hoped Mikhayla would delay.

"Can't, it's over ... Argh wait a minute." Mikhayla stood together with a familiar-sounding voice that made Keyvan stare at him, the man could not help but laugh.

"Don't laugh, it's not a fart!! But her chair was sliding," elak Mikhayla with a face that had been flushed with embarrassment in front of her husband.

"Hahaha yes, believe." Keyvan minimized the problem and did not want to make Mikhayla's mood bad in the end.

"But still laughing!!"

"Ck, it's fast there, Mikhayla." There are so many dramas, after all why it is so shameful to be caught throwing wind in front of a partner, thought Keyvan confused himself.

- To Be Continue -

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