Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 146 - Not Sugar Baby

Like Keyvan promised, he'll pick up the wife. From a distance he had seen Mikhayla's ungodly face waiting for him at the stop. Keyvan's chest is pounding incoherently, he's not the type of husband afraid of his wife but if his wife is already tangled so he seems to lose confidence.

"Mampush, his face so .. must have waited a long time," guessed Keyvan one hundred percent sure if it was true.

Mikhayla took a quick step and opened the car door with deep power. If only there had been no Zavia maybe he would have blown words of pearl this time as well. Keyvan was silent when Mikhayla was sitting in the back side by side with her daughter who continued to sleep in the car seat so soundly.

"Tomorrow to pick him up don't be there, you're long."

True to Keyvan's guess, he was angry and his movements were terrible. Even when he wiped his hands with the wet wipes so rough that it made Keyvan suspect there was something else that made him angry.

"Yes, sorry mac_"

"Macet? The reason!! Later on, I was teased by om-om!!"

"What's? Whoo-tease? How tempting?" asked Keyvan undoing his intention to continue the journey, the man turned his head and made sure nothing was broken in his body.

"He took my hand, saying that he gave him three hundred thousand dollars" explained Mikhayla with wet eyes.

His fingers even trembled when explaining that to Keyvan. He who had been harassed was clearly as scared as that even though nothing crazy happened a moment ago.

"Huh? Bangshats!! Try moving forward, don't cry" Keyvan reached out and asked Mikhayla to move without having to go out first.

"Which hand is it holding?"

"Both of them, he pulled me but there were mothers who helped," he explained showing a wrist that did look flushed, there was nothing missing just Keyvan still did not accept.

"Call remember the guy?"

"Slightly, in the same hat wear glasses .. his stomach distended iyuuuh."

Explaining it Mikhayla was disgusted, the man could have offered Mikhayla a day's worth of pocket money. Keyvan pulled him in his arms, giving his wife some peace because she could feel her body trembling.

"Badjat, besides holding hands what else is he doing?" keyvan asked softly, worried as hell if the man was doing anything crazier than this.

"No one, just wanted to hold my shoulder but there were mothers who threw him with shoes," explained Mikhayla made Keyvan for a moment to sigh violently, however, even if just holding hands, Keyvan will not remain silent.

"Already, sorry ... it's my fault, tomorrow I'll take care while Bastian can't," said Keyvan chose the middle way because it is better that way than he feels these kinds of things.

"Yes, yes, mein?"

"Hm, promise."

"Om-omnya also tollol .. thought I was a sugar baby or what, do not know he my son can run so. Want a beautiful but poor one, three hundred thousand? Najish dih!!" his nagging began to emit words of pearl that only he uttered at certain moments.

His mouth continued to grumble while Keyvan stroked his shoulders slowly, the man was sure the wife was really angry. He had calmed this way but still crazed until Keyvan sighed slowly.

"Followly, do not foul your mouth, dear .. let me return the favor," said Keyvan still smooth though the wife really became more.

"Yes, not wrong .. it's polite, his name is binnatang! His brain is not functioning, it's just a groin. Do not know who the owner of this sugar baby," said Keyvan seriously and he did not accept at all.

How could he accept, Justin who looked at his wife alone was not allowed. Now another man who obviously made his wife uncomfortable with a presumptuous grasping hand. Obviously Keyvan was angry.

"What did you call it?"

"Sugar baby," replied Keyvan without sin and he did not feel the remark was wrong.

"I'm your wife crazy, reckless."

Keyvan forgets his wife is still angry, the man is still angry but seeing Mikhayla like this he just laughs discordantly to make his wife misunderstand.

"Why are you laughing?"

"No, who's laughing."

"What should you do if you're not laughing?" mikhayla asked not at all relaxed as if she had forgotten that Zavia was asleep.

"Shhuut, don't shout, Zavia's sleeping ... it's quiet."

Mikhayla leaned back and raised her legs on the dashboard. Keyvan only realized something when Mikhayla was about to take off her shoes. "Honey, wait," hold Keyvan because he's curious about the heel part of Khayla's shoes.

"Why?"

"Your shoes? Why is there blood? Wound or_"

"Oh Om-om's blood that was possible, I hit his head uh bloody .. when only I hit three times, it turns out, hollow," mikhayla replied casually then she pulled out a wet tissue to clean the hard heel of the shoe exactly a stone and just that day.

"So seriously?" asked Keyvan to swallow his saliva bitter, he cried but had managed to make the head of the culprit injured. No wonder Leon also injured his head after Mikhayla threw a sleeping lamp.

"Yes .. I'm just defending myself."

"So he ran away?"

"No, go to the hospital."

Jesus, Keyvan is tight-lipped. He had just intended to beat up the man and Mikhayla had already actually done so even making the culprit rushed to the hospital.

"That's a shadow until you dare to play with fire behind me, Keyvan Wilantara," threatened Mikhayla and managed to make Keyvan sigh slowly.

Who dares, Mikhayla .. he realizes almost killed people or not actually.

- To Be Continue -