Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 11 - Adult Men

The bride is without jewelry, without a dress and she has not taken a shower since morning. Other than because he was not used to it yet, he was also perplexed himself in that foreign place. Although he could actually ask for help from the waiter in this house. However, he chose not to clean himself all day. Just think of it as a weapon to keep Keyvan from getting close, he thought.

After the flash wedding, the two separated. Keyvan was busy going somewhere while Mikhayla was in her room, the room that would bear witness to her life. Suffer in a sea of wounds, or smile in the arms of love.

Since then he has been sitting and daydreaming on the bed, his eyes and his hair was exactly the victim of pickpocketing. He no longer cared about appearance, his fate so painful that it made Mikhayla hate herself.

Until, he began to smell an unpleasant aroma coming from himself.

"Ehm stinks, but said Mama Adam do not like smelly girls .. do I not shower until next week?"

Actually he's so uncomfortable like this. Merely, he thought hard tonight that he would most likely sleep with the man.

A few minutes passed, Keyvan walked in casually while checking his phone. Mikhayla was no longer staring in the other direction, she noticed Keyvan's hand that put the room door key into her pocket.

He did not speak at all, Keyvan closed the curtains of the room that had been open since the action of Mikhayla. The man looked at his wife from top to bottom, his face looking even more miserable than a few hours ago.

"Mandy."

That's an order, and he was uncomfortable with the form of Mikhayla that was not at all beautiful. Tears, a wet nose and seems to deliberately look awesome.

"I don't want to, it's night .. Mama said danger to the bones." He answered with fear still running.

"Do you shower yourself, or do I bathe?"

Glug

Mikhayla looked up, the man was now just focused on looking at her. No longer did he see a cell phone or other, hearing such orders Mikhayla suddenly died a flea.

"Man-bathing himself," he answered a little forced while moving so quickly, it seems that besides crazy men are indeed forced laborers.

Keyvan sighed harshly, all these years he had only seen women trying to look beautiful before him. Now, the snot boy he married a moment ago just like that. So suspicious, the one he married was indeed a toddler, Keyvan thought.

With a little run Mikhayla headed for the bathroom. Afraid of being bullied and afraid of Keyvan desperate to come in and make the bath faster. Keyvan's eyes were fixed on the woman until her body was no longer visible behind the bathroom door.

"Ck, it's a mess of his life .. Is it possible he's that pampered?"

Keyvan was frustrated when he saw the exact bed the ship broke. It was a mess, and when he saw this morning the condition of the bed was still like that. However, he had absolutely no idea that Mikhayla would be that at home with such a chaotic bed.

Forced, he made the bed before taking a break. The unpleasant aroma stuck there, wonder also why the girl's sweat bahkam beat the room fragrance.

Intentions only clear up, but Keyvan chose to replace it with a new one. With the same color, plain white because it is the favorite color of his late wife, Liora.

"Just wear it yet, you bought it just for me huh, Ra?"

Keyvan smiled bitterly, he looked at his picture with Liora on the nightstand. He did not expect at all, a new marriage as long as corn was run aground broken by fate.

"I'm sorry, honey .. My decision hurt you."

He monologued with feelings that were so tight, the pain in Keyvan's mind was incredible. The man then sighed slowly as the clattering steps behind him began to sound, so quietly but Keyvan realized it.

"It."

Keyvan turned his head, the soft voice sounding smooth in the ears. The man's eyes momentarily widened when he saw the sight before him, the tiny body wrapped in a towel on the knee with a plain chest that he tried to cover with the palm of his hand managed to make Keyvan's soul tempestuous accidentally.

"Then? Why come to me?" keyvan asked coldly and tried to look ordinary when his maleness began to react just by looking. Moreover, he had once stripped Mikhayla's entire outfit of even nearly breaking through the girl's defense.

"Shirt, I don't have clothes to sleep in."

Damn, why do I have to talk so softly. The droplets of water dripping on the floor made Keyvan's brain unable to think clearly, even though it was just water droplets in Mikhayla's hair, not sweat.

"No need to wear clothes" Keyvan replied later, Mikhayla looked up and looked at him in annoyance. Sure enough, his clothes were already soaked. So now Keyvan answered that, obviously he panicked.

"Then you sleep outside," he threw away so boldly, Keyvan subconsciously pulled the corner of his thin lips so that it was barely visible.

"You kicked me out? Woah the first night of going out of bed? You forgot who the owner of this room is?"

Keyvan took a few steps forward, there was something interesting in Mikhayla. Seeing her husband advancing slowly, Mikhayla retreated to hit the wall. The man was so close, even the roar of his breath felt warm.

"I'm sorry, or else I'm the one who moved in the other room .. The maid's room doesn't matter either" Mikhayla replied, it's better for him to sleep in the gutter than naked together, he thought.

"Do you know why I married you?"

Mikhayla shook her head, she herself did not understand what this man meant. Being asked to kill was also reluctant, but he also did not snatch away the services even though he could, Mikhayla thought.

"You took my bedmate's life, replaced her. .. Understand your job, right?" keyvan asked as much as possible, the firm face and sharp eyes should be creepy.

"Understand, I was often asked by Mama to accompany my sister to sleep since toddler .. I am indeed an expert in that field, you just calm down. Before going to bed, what usually? Fairy tales or just sing?"

Huh huh? Keyvan was confused himself hearing his wife's answer. The intention of his heart wanting to get angry just disappeared. His wife is not connecting, or just pretending.

"I'm a grown man, don't look like a toddler."

"What is the meaning of pijitin before the bobok? My papa usually does, Opa is also taken with Oma," Mikhayla replied, venturing into her husband's eyes, the fear that had rumbled over her to defend herself.

Maybe my decision was wrong? Keyvan sat up and looked at his wife's face.

- To Be Continue -

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