Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 16 - Angry?

After that futile embrace, Mikhayla cursed herself. He even patted his eel many times because he felt he was unbelievably stupid. He was too confident that Keyvan needed a hug, because long ago, if Mikhail came home from work, he would hug Zia, his mother.

"Haa shame ... Khayla you are euugh!! It'll be considered aggressive, Khay."

He bit his lower lip, since choosing clothes for Keyvan is not over yet because of the focus on thinking about shame. Her husband was cleaning himself, and his job this time was to prepare clothes. Yes, this was the first time and obviously he was confused.

"Oh well, the name is not used to it either, right? Consider it a technical error, relax."

Mikhayla stroked her chest, convincing herself that it was not a mistake. He returned to focus on Keyvan equipment tonight, actually he was a little amused also about to touch privacy matters for Keyvan.

If Mikhayla notices, Keyvan is the type of guy who really unites couples. Although he only caught a glimpse, but it can be concluded that the belongings of his late wife were more domineering.

For a moment he was silent, the guilt actually often approached Mikhayla. Especially when she was alone in this room, but there was no way Mikhayla would spend her time just crying.

Rice has become porridge, it all just happens. Wanting to apologize also in what way, Mikhayla brushed off his calamity and resumed his activities.

No matter how long she thought that Keyvan was finished her husband's clothes were not ready, Mikhayla was excited when Keyvan was standing before her.

Athletic body shape, with water grains that seem intentional not drained it makes Mikhayla eyes patterned, he flushed even though it was not at all tempted. He turned his eyes away because he was embarrassed to see the scene in front of him, the towel was wrapped around the origin and Mikhayla was really ketar-ketir. Worried if the towel suddenly sag when he is not ready.

"Where are my clothes" said Keyvan, but he could see for himself that his clothes were still in Mikhayla's arms.

Without looking at her husband, Mikhayla held out the clothes that had made her a dilemma of which one to choose. Keyvan accepted without saying thank you first, but protested that Mikhayla did not include any underware there.

"Where is the software?"

Mikhayla slammed, her husband revenge or what? Being ordered to prepare sleepwear only Khayla already felt depressed actually. Now, the man was asking for something else, obviously he was annoyed.

"I don't know the place" he said later, Keyvan then pointed to the bottom of his closet, all of Keyvan's treasures were there.

"There."

With the weight of Mikhayla's heart obeying his orders, Mikhayla's mouth gaped when he saw the arrangement so neat and perfect. Even arranged according to the color, it was amazing.

What the ... ? Waitie? The security he kept here?

Wanting to curse, but as quickly as possible Mikhayla stopped with this kind of thing. He forgot the thing he knew was used to do the connection, although never using it Mikhayla was clearly not as innocent as it seemed.

"It."

Keyvan accepted it while looking at Mikhayla with his flat face. Without Mikhayla noticing, Keyvan had been looking at his discreet manner of looking at his weapon.

"My wife asked me to use it every time we hooked up, don't think shit."

Keyvan gives an explanation before Mikhayla thinks he's a venereal criminal. The man did not lie, Liora did always ask Keyvan to use safety when they played. In fact, Keyvan who so wanted a child was forced to find a gap so that his wife could get pregnant.

"What is it?"

Plain pretend moves so as not to be pounced back he showed. Yes, the science of the papa indeed he applied in life. Pretending to forget, feigning deafness and pretending not to know everything was the most enduring science that Mikhail had passed on to him.

"Safety, you don't know that kind of thing?"

"For what?" mikhayla asked with her round eyes, her face was really curious.

"If you don't want to get pregnant, your partner should wear it."

Keyvan, who did not think his wife was lying, plainly explained the object and its usefulness. Without him knowing that such a thing was out of his head for Mikhayla who was a medical student at one of the top universities in the capital.

"How to use it?"

Keyvan let out a rough sigh, he bit his lower lip suddenly. His wife's question became and made hers seem to be called when the woman followed where Keyvan had passed.

"Mikhayla, can you stop questioning this kind of thing?"

Keyvan rubbed his face rough, curious Mikhayla just made something behind her towel start to call.

"Sorry, I'll find out for myself how it works in the article."

After saying such a thing Mikhayla passed through Keyvan, the man pulled the body of the wife and he made Mikhayla resignedly hit the closet.

"Why find out for yourself?" keyvan asked seriously, the man was suddenly enraged and disliked by Mikhayla's statement that would learn his own way.

"Just want to know, who knows how useful it will be."

Keyvan who had calmed down earlier suddenly agitated to hear his wife's words. Keyvan's wits suddenly seemed chaotic and he hardened his jaws with a sharp look as if he was about to kill Mikhayla.

"Why?" mikhayla asked in astonishment at Keyvan's lightning-fast attitude change, it was easy for this man to get angry after previously sounding a little warm.

"Keep away, I'm afraid this hand will hurt you."

Keyvan releases Mikhayla later. He closed his eyes with a heart that seemed to be slashed accidentally, just as easily as he was injured. In fact, Mikhayla just said he wanted to find out how, but Keyvan's mind was suddenly bad and he became angry.

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In bed Mikhayla was still waiting, it had been a few minutes but Keyvan had not returned. The woman was completely confused as to where her fault was, only asking the matter then why her husband was suddenly angry.

Just thought, Keyvan is now approaching the bed with a tense face like he first met. Mikhayla watched his movements, from a distance not so far away he picked up the phone from someone there.

"Yes, Ma .. tomorrow night I'll be there," replied Keyvan politely, it looks like it's someone Keyvan respects. Maybe his parents? Mikhayla was made ketar-ketir because his brain was contaminated with soap operas to fear the figure of in-laws.

"Don't, Ma. Leave my wife's clothes here, I'm not ready."

Mikhayla nodded in understanding, seemingly indeed talking to the Keyvan family. Their discussion about his late wife.

"Who?" The question Mikhayla shouldn't have asked, she's really sorry is amazing right now.

"My parents."

Unexpectedly, Keyvan questioned Mikhayla. The man then returned his phone to the nightstand, Mikhayla had seen a photo of a beautiful woman on Keyvan's phone.

Kroukk

Not yet after the embarrassment due to the origin of asking, now he was made even more embarrassed when his stomach suddenly sounded like that. Mikhayla wanted to bury herself this time, but Keyvan's attention was on her.

"Hurry down, we'll have dinner." For the first time, Keyvan invited him to dinner together and Mikhayla could feel how the atmosphere was in the dining room.

- To Be Continue -

Before I go on, I want to ask you a question. What do you think Keyvan is angry at in this chapter for? Hayuu unleashed the ability to predict someone.

The most interesting answer I give you a 25K pulse