Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 101 - The Complexity of the Male Heart

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

Keyvan was riled up for a moment, it had been ten minutes and Mikhayla had not returned either. He who was too worried about his wife why-why suddenly ran to find the wife. Yes, although the sudden presence in the ladies' toilets would create a riot Keyvan did not care at all.

"Eh, wrong entry, Mas!! The man over there," cried a woman who had just come out for fear that Keyvan had some evil intent here.

"I'm looking for my wife, after all not interested in peeping at you .. just relax," she replied coldly and without the slightest bit of guilt, without any hint of guilt, even though in this position, he was the one who carelessly entered and passed the women just like that.

"Dih ngeyel, the handsome braggins," the woman muttered to herself but her admiration could not be covered up.

He waited for a while, until Mikhayla came out with a face that was now a little more relieved. Seeing Keyvan waiting for him, Mikhayla was surprised and thought he was the wrong one to enter the men's room.

"Huh? Why come in?!!" Mikhayla pressed her sentence while pulling Keyvan out immediately.

He wanted to pinch her because he managed to make her embarrassed in front of other women. While Keyvan now only smiles in relief despite his wife's anger, Keyvan's worries are too great that he thinks things are going wrong.

"You're out for more than ten minutes, I'm worried, honey."

There is no problem really, it's just that Mikhayla took quite a long time because of too much lunch this time. Without her guessing at all if Keyvan would catch up with her and recklessly enter the ladies' room.

"It's okay, isn't it?"

"Ehm, no. I'm fine, let's go home."

Thankfully, Keyvan's mind has been messing around since. Especially when he realized if Mikhayla's friends also ate in the same place, good luck was taking sides and now his wife is fine.

When he was about to get out of the restaurant, one of Mikhayla's friends approached and Keyvan quickly put on the body. Whether the intention is good or not, clearly Keyvan will not be that easy to provide space for anyone to communicate with his wife, especially his friends who at that time supported Alka's actions.

"Hi, Khayla."

Usually greeting Khayla will be that relaxed, now the atmosphere is different and Widuri a little clumsy because the gaze of the man beside Mikhayla is more sadistic than Prof. Harun, the most feared lecturer of one faculty student.

"Hi too, Widuri."

Although no longer considered a friend let alone a friend, Mikhayla still behaved as well as possible in front of Widuri. He never grudges even though they are not much different from Alka, only to return friends he does not want to anymore.

"Ehm, we happen to meet him here .. I just want to congratulate you on your marriage. I'm so sorry that Ananda can't come, but you're calm Alka can't be sad," said Widuri as if deliberately igniting the fire until Keyvan clucked his throat and stared intently at the woman as if to swallow her round.

"Oh no time_"

"Who asked him to come? Tell your friend not to be too confident .. We only invite important people. "

Mikhayla had not yet finished her words, Keyvan had cut off and returned a hostile look at the girl. Not only Widuri who was targeted by Keyvan but Alka and Ananda who seemed to be watching from a distance.

"Honey don't say it," whispered Mikhayla softly because she felt bad for Widuri, most likely she was embarrassed because it was not only here they themselves.

Widuri who is now flushed because sprayed Keyvan in public just lowered her head and thought how to keep looking ordinary, really only this time she felt how humiliated blatantly.

"Yes, Khay doesn't matter."

"We go home first, greetings to Ananda," Mikhayla said deliberately not to mention Alka's name there, for he was sure that the mood of the husband would change completely if the human name was thrown from Mikhayla's lips.

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It was expected that Keyvan would be like this, his face flat and reluctant to say anything. Although Mikhayla had tried to talk to him still after answering he would return silent.

"Anged huh? Or still hungry?"

Keyvan's mood was gloomy, he could have asked such a thing. Mikhayla really did not understand the situation, her disheveled face was not able to hold back until the corner of the lips was attracted although unusually thin.

"Anything don't be an excuse to get angry, Widuri just dings and says she can't come .. After all that's a good thing right? Why the emotion?" mikhayla asked softly and kept trying to maintain Keyvan's unpredictable mood.

"You invited Alka?"

"Not at all, maybe he just felt invited," said the real Mikhayla, because indeed the caption he put on the post some time ago is the same as inviting all his friends.

"Just look until he's at our wedding, I stoned the boy."

It was so scary, Mikhayla bought when she heard Keyvan's words. He looked serious saying it even now his jaw was hardened and clenched his palm. As easily as he was angry, when Mikhayla was no longer in the slightest relationship with Alka.

"Join' jealous?"

"Currently, not at all!! From whatever angle I'm the winner, why be jealous?" elak Keyvan does not accept being considered jealous of a snot boy like Alka, really degrading his pride, Keyvan thought.

Drrt Drrt Drrt

"Ck, who else is on the phone .. pick up dong, honey," Keyvan pinta who Mikhayla goes along with without asking much, a little nervously she receives a phone call from a number she does not recognize.

Who yeah? Huft, God, may good news.

- To Be Continue -

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