
Keyvan's ears were piqued when the alarm on his right side began to scream, the man turned it off with a single clap of hands.Yes, a little forced because his body felt unusually tired.
Throughout Keyvan's life it seemed like only this time that he felt almost unable to get through his night, the man felt a pain in the back of the head. It took some time for him to collect his life, still so early in the morning actually. However, Keyvan's sleeping hours have long been regular and waking up before the sun rises.
"Huft my God, I have a meeting today."
Keyvan shook his head quickly, the man turned to his wife's side then. Keyvan thought Mikhayla's sleep would be disturbed, in fact the woman actually looked fine and slept extraordinarily soundly.
"It could have been that much after confiscating my whole night" Keyvan said, rattling, Mikhayla really made her sleep fall apart tonight.
If usually the newlyweds will stay up late because of the unification in achieving the blessings of heaven, Keyvan is different. Yes, he was as if he was training on the battlefield, and the pain of the torment of hell. Let's just say the simulation was kicked by an angel.
He looked at her, the more he realized that his wife was beautiful. Unknowingly it had been almost ten minutes he looked at the tiny face of the wife, the corner of the lips that were wet so it was funny in the eyes of Keyvan.
"Basin slovenly, it's natural that the bed that yesterday smells not all delicious."
Not angry, not so at all. Mikhayla just made Keyvan's head twitch, actually, until he realized Mikhayla's eyes began to blink slowly. Seemingly aware if being noticed, and just woke up Keyvan was made surprised by the exact death cry toa mosque.
"Woah!! Who are!! Why is it in my room?!! Muting yaaa!! Papa!! Om Babas there's a nutmeg!!" mikhayla shouted as she muttered and was shocked when she felt her legs could suddenly move so.
"The shuttle!! Don't scream" said Keyvan, putting a finger on his lips, but as soon as Mikhayla tepis and back he screamed hysterically as if it was true.
"Draw it!! Don't touch me!!"
His consciousness had not accumulated all, perhaps even his dream had not been completed. It was only natural that he was shocked beyond measure when someone looked at him so closely while sitting next to him.
"Huft, can you stop yelling in front of me? My head hurts so much I swear!!" hiss Keyvan closed his eyes,
"Huh?"
Mikhayla was momentarily confused, she ventured to look at Keyvan. The man looked at her with a flat face, the blackened eye bags there clearly indicated that Keyvan's sleep was disturbed.
"My feet why? Hands too?"
Wanting Keyvan to giggle this woman, his shrill voice became more and more. Especially when he found out if in his ankle and hand there was a belt of the man.
"Why am I tied up like this? What do you want?"
Patience, after last night was frustrated early this morning Keyvan had breakfast an extraordinary thing made his soul shaken. From so many calls why it should be, he is already quite mature. But the 30-year-old is still said to be young, Keyvan thought.
"Your sleep is messed up, it can't be quiet and it sucks," Keyvan replied later, the woman frowned and began trying to untie it in any way she could.
Squeezing was the second way he tried after trying to open the belt in that hand with his teeth. Keyvan, who had a headache, was increasingly made restless, he let a while but his wife's body was getting more brutal until Mikhayla just stopped when Keyvan again locked his hands on his head.
With such a close distance, Keyvan stared into Mikhayla's eyes. The woman was just speechless and painstakingly swallowed her saliva, really this time she seemed crazy.
"Can you shut up?"
"Take it off first," Mikhayla asked briefly, the man's gaze making her gurgle incoherently. Keyvan's face looks more handsome with in the morning like this, his firm face really symbolizes a perfection.
"Please how?"
He was confused, it was only natural. Mikhayla's face was frantic when Keyvan asked her to do something like that. And as usual Keyvan made had to repeat both times his words.
"Begging as weak as possible, this bond won't open if I don't open it."
Keyvan likes to see Mikhayla looking weak, even if she can whine like a helpless woman. Yeah, that's what Keyvan wanted. However, it seems that Mikhayla chose to be quiet and just focus on looking at him.
"I was wrong what? Why do we have to be tied up like this?" mikhayla asked sniffled and she really felt confused as to why this could be so.
"Your fault? Listen to me. Your legs are amazingly active at night, how many times to move positions and I myself am confused. Were you used to it or were you intentionally last night? Hm?"
Keyvan asked with a sharp look as if he was about to pounce on him, Mikhayla who was under the power of Keyvan just looked up and felt confused by the situation.
"Not intentionally, where might I be intentionally."
He answered with a sinless face, as if the holiest man in the world. Mikhayla's plain bead made Inner Keyvan really want to pounce on her.
"Let go of me, kebelet .. want to pee," whined Mikhayla with a voice that made the inner Keyvan fret for a moment.
"Please, are you deaf?" He dislikes it the most if someone doesn't follow his will, for whatever reason Keyvan doesn't accept.
"Come on!! It's over Evan!!" mikhayla's jolt was now biting her lower lip, hers almost wet. Keyvan was so annoying that she dared to call her husband without frills.
"Evans? Whatdidyou say?" Keyvan frowned, daring to shout before him with that call.
They had not yet made their real acquaintance, only that Mikhayla knew the name of the husband after the ruler mentioned the name.
"Sorry, Brother, Brother, Mas, Om, your majesty or whatever please let me go .. don't blame me for getting this bed wet!!" Really he really did not hold it back, while Keyvan still continued to enjoy his suffering.
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The atmosphere in the office looked different, the man came to the office with sunglasses. Yes, maybe they will assume Keyvan is covering up the sadness after his wife left. However, the real fact is that due to lack of sleep last night, that's all.
"Are you okay?" asked Wibowo worried when Keyvan sat back in his room, since the meeting was clear if the boss was not focused.
"Hm, my head just hurts a little bit .. I want to take a nap, please wake up at 14:30" he said then leaned back in his big chair, the attacking drowsiness he could no longer save.
Keyvan was asleep, his body a little uncomfortable even it felt cold hot. Not catching a cold, especially malnutrition. It's just that he's sleep-deprived and the medicine sleeps even for a moment.
- To Be Continue -