Adult Male Love Prisoner
THE BONUS CHAPTER 04

While Mikhail is coming, this is Mikhayla's chance to be together with her husband. Some time ago, Keyvan was at home because he was focusing on lemons that he enjoyed.

"Ck, are your teeth okay?" mikhayla asked grimacingly and it made her grieve when it did not enter Khayla's mouth at all.

"Yes, why is it? Cobain .. fresh, dear."

Fresh as it was, Mikhayla shuddered in horror then sat down next to Keyvan. If this is the case, Keyvan is even willing to stop all his activities in order to spoil his wife. "Why? Tired huh? Here's the story," said Keyvan so softly and then kissed the wife's forehead.

"Little, it was Via I taught you to read ngawur .. tomorrow-tomorrow you teach him yes, I'm lazy."

"Hm? Why is that, honey?"

Keyvan understands Mikhayla's patience is as thin as a tissue and Zavia's behavior is extraordinary even unpredictable. I don't know what Zavia did this time to the point that she chose to quit even though she only taught her daughter to read.

"Where not tired of trying, tajarin read and he pretended to sleep."

The pretend sleep movement is Mikhayla's mainstay as a code if asking her husband or father to do assignments during college. Now, Mikhayla is being tested when God presents a little angel like Zavia.

"Buahahaha really? And if I hadn't, she'd be good at reading, Khayla. Maybe he was also lazy," said Keyvan later, because indeed if Keyvan who became his teacher the child really according can even spend a long time.

"Judah tomorrow-tomorrow you, I'm not that patient."

Keyvan understands the state of his wife, especially now that she is pregnant and it is clear that such a thing will put her soul to the test. Although in this second pregnancy the baby in the womb of Mikhayla is not as fussy as Zavia, still the mood of the wife really needs to be maintained.

"Ready, First Lady .. here sleeps, your eye bags are so black, lack of sleep, right?"

Obviously yes, without explaining Mikhayla was very, very tired. Her pregnancy did not hinder the woman in any case, the busyness outside related to education and her role as a wife and mother is certainly tiring.

"Want me a massage?"

Mikhayla nodded and immediately laid her body on the sofa. Keyvan who was used to doing that obviously received started massaging Khayla's legs which are now slightly swollen, if Zia said the sign to birth is getting closer. However, Keyvan waited long enough, there were no signs of it until he was worried there was a problem with his wife.

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"Darling," called Keyvan softly as he continued to massage Mikhayla's legs with tenderness.

"Hm, why?"

"You, haven't been born yet either .. doesn't it matter?"

"No, it's natural. You are calm, yes" said Mikhayla to calm the husband because it was yesterday-yesterday what Keyvan said.

"But I'm worried, honey. Shouldn't I go tengokin again? Keny said that quickly he must be diligently visited by his father," said Keyvan and Mikhayla sighed rudely because it was severe in which direction Keyvan spoke.

"That's what you want, don't mode yes .. I'm aduin Papa later," said Mikhayla blushing when the talk is her own husband and it's only natural actually.

"Papa also said it was so week," said Keyvan stuck out his tongue and it was very, very annoying actually.

Mikhayla just fell silent then while enjoying a massage Keyvan who really pampered him. The man kissed Khayla's feet several times despite being forbidden for some reason. Probably too anxious with her swollen legs, Khayla thought.

"Opa go home first, it's almost afternoon .. later uncle Zean find Opa."

"Rape, Opa ... Opa sama Via aja, uncle Zean already gedeee, Via is still a child."

Habit, this kind of thing has become the routine of Zavia and Mikhail if they want to separate. Usually, if this is the case, there will be a long drama and make Mikhayla's head hurt a little later.

"Via with Mama and Papa first, later tonight Opa comes again bring his favorite martabak Via."

"Gamau martabak, Opa ... Zavia wanted to play with Opa, duk-puk the same Opa let Vienya bobok," pinta Zavia was so clear that momentarily became the center of attention of Keyvan who had focused on massaging the wife.

"Papa Evan's men are yes."

"Papa Puk-puk Mama, Via alone."

Uhuk

Keyvan choked on hearing Zavia's honest speech was incredible. Mikhayla was flushed red when the incident was only once, that was a joke because of Keyvan alone that night. Mikhail looked up at his daughter and daughter-in-law together and then shook his head slowly.

"Lied, Pa!! Khayla puk-puk Via every night really."

Her daughter really can't be joked around. Regretfully Keyvan was playing around at that time, now Zavia remembered everything and the grudge was as embedded in him.

"Just Via gamau Opa home, bobok here the same Via."

"Gosh, Oma how about if Opa boils down here? The same broken Via Opa wants? Later sleep three," said Mikhail and it was contact Zavia Angguki, whatever origin with Mikhail like.

"But tomorrow morning Anterin Via home ya."

"Yes, let's go .. say goodbye to Mama there, her Dad too."

As quickly as he and Mikhail agreed, even the permission from Keyvan had not been obtained. The man chuckled with his daughter who even peeked at the backs of their hands as if they were that far away.

"Via nginep at Opa's house yes, Papa ... Papa don't be sad, Via just be a little."

The same thing he did to Mikhayla as well. Throughout Zavia's parting, Mikhayla endured endless laughter. He is powerless if he has to be any longer. A few minutes later, Keyvan and Mikhayla stared at the glass window next to the living room.

"Nginep next to his house like umrah," said Mikhayla really could not help but laugh when he saw the princess in the hands of Mikhail who was now walking into his father's residence.

"Haha we're just two dong, yuk's honeymoon."

Once upon a time, Mikhayla had guessed that Keyvan's brain was just that. Even at this time his hand that had initially spiked his leg actually moved up to the thigh and it made Mikhayla catch his hand quickly.

"Don't fuck yeah, it's still afternoon .. If I'm suddenly born in the middle of the night how?"

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Try the absences that still miss this family.