
After lunch, Keyvan headed to Mikhail's office. I don't know what the father will do, Mikhayla who is now in the room together that mama looks restless because it has almost thirty minutes not returned too.
"Why are you so sweet? Worried huh? Relax, Khayla ... Papa won't be that weak against Keyvan."
That's not all Mikhayla worries about. But she was also afraid that her husband would get bad treatment from her father. Given the current Keyvan came in well and without his men, obviously Mikhayla was worried.
"Bu-not that, Ma. Khayla was just afraid that both of them would hurt each other."
"No, Honey. Relax, they seem to be friends. Your father said he was a unique man .. Is that right?"
Unique how? Mikhayla seemed to think for a moment. Her husband is not unique, it's just difficult to guess and sometimes his attitude is confusing. Soon he was angry, and vice versa.
"People are hard to guess, Ma. Mama understands my position, I knew her not too long ago, so I can't really figure out how she's behaving."
Zia only smiled hearing that, if she saw her daughter now looked perfectly fine. Her appearance looked fresh even much different when she was married.
Although in fact he still slightly did not accept the way Keyvan robbed his daughter of freedom. However, after hearing Mikhail's statement about Keyvan's good side after he met, Zia slowly came to terms with the princess's life.
"Did Evan ever hurt you, Khay?"
Mikhayla shook her head, she refocused her clothes on the suitcase. Yes, in addition to persevering to make the husband can be close to his family, Mikhayla came home to pick up some of his equipment.
"He is actually good .. although a little coercive," continued Mikhayla silent for a moment, remembering how the treatment of Keyvan that sometimes forced full tenderness.
"Forcers? What kind of forcedent, honey?"
Zia looked curious when Mikhayla said so. Among the male attitudes that Zia knew, why should Mikhayla get the same man as Mikhail.
"Yes forcers, anything likes maksa .. just like Papa."
Zia blushed, without Mikhayla continuing it seemed she understood the direction of the princess's conversation. I wanted Zia to intervene, but it was Keyvan's right.
"As long as it doesn't hurt, follow it, Khay .. anyway, she married you first. Mama really appreciates that," said Zia stroked the top of Mikhayla's head, no matter how bad she was Zia remained grateful because the fate of the princess was at least better than her in the past.
"Yes, it is married .. but the status of Evan remains a widower in the country."
Miris actually, Zia also felt pain about this fact. His daughter was married in an unusual way. Let alone the marriage book, the Keyvan family they do not know.
"Later, just wait ... Keyvan will not stay silent if he already considers you a real wife," said Zia later, the fact with her children who have now become the wife of people is still like a dream. However, if he remembers his past it is the same.
"Now still pretending, Ma?"
"Not so, there's no such thing as a pretend wife .. You're his wife, Khayla."
Zia also put Mikhayla's clothes in her suitcase. Although her mind feels lost, Zia warms up a little when she learns that Keyvan agrees with Mikhail's request for her future.
"Mom, can I ask you something?"
"Hm? What, Honey?"
Mikhayla's soft voice that sounded doubtful grabbed Zia's attention. Usually also ask without permission, then why this time is different.
"Mom used to bleed for days or just after doing that .. uh how do you say it, Mama's blood anyway."
He who was curious since yesterday desperately asked and managed to make Zia's eyes perfectly round. The woman was gaping, she who had started to feel calm suddenly panicked instantly.
"Why do you ask that? What are you, Khayla? Let Mama see ... surely why-why right?!!"
"Suspicious, Keyvan ... Arrgghh is indeed the son-in-law of Siallan, really he is!!"
Zia was about to move, Mikhayla spontaneously held back the movement of the mother and screamed for a moment. If until Mikhail finds out this could be a disaster, obviously Mikhayla is worried about her husband.
"Mama what? Ever been young, right? That kind of thing is only natural, which makes no sense after coming out of a gem or a chunk of diamond."
Zia did not think through with the answer Mikhayla gave. Somehow the princess could answer that, confused herself while pregnant she craved what.
Tok tok tok tok
In the midst of its precarious situation, the door was now knocked from the outside. Surely it was Keyvan, because if Mikhail would have gone in as well as his snoring.
"Mama please!! Don't discuss this with anyone, especially Papa ... Om Keyvan has absolutely no intention of hurting me, believe me." Mikhayla stared fixedly at the eyes of the mother to make her believe, until in the end Zia relented and chose to go out.
"Yes, Mama understood for this .. ck, the child why should also come now," decak Zia was upset because Keyvan stole his time with the princess.
"Sorry Khayla yes, Ma."
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Brugh
After briefly passing through the sharp eyes of his mother-in-law in front of the door, the man now threw his body on Mikhayla's bed.
"Still long?" keyvan asked and asked with his eyes.
"Some time, there's still a lot that hasn't come in yet."
Want as much as what Mikhayla brought to his house, there were already four large suitcases until Keyvan shook his head with his wife's behavior.
"Why that much? You can buy a new one, bring an important one, Khay .. who knows we will sleep here someday" said Keyvan who received an unusually positive response by Mikhayla.
"Really?!!" mikhayla shouted in a few seconds already beside Keyvan while propping up his chin.
"Hm," Keyvan answered briefly, densely and indistinctly.
"My partner?"
"Yes, as long as I'm with you .. don't ever think about going home alone," said Keyvan clutching Mikhayla's forehead, who is now happily allowed to sleep in her room.
True Papa said, I not only managed to mess up your future .. but also took away your happiness, Mikhayla. Liora, my grudge on your behalf is outrageous..Let me take responsibility for this girl.
Keyvan sat in his thoughts while staring fixedly at Mikhayla's sparkling eyes. He did not even hear what Mikhayla said until later giving a brief peck on Keyvan's cheek.
"Hm? Tumben, what possession did you kiss without being asked?" keyvan asked a little worried and confused about his wife this time.
"It usually does, what's wrong?" Given that the usual reward Keyvan asked for was a kiss, Mikhayla on her initiative paid for it independently and made Keyvan want something more.
"Repeat, not taste."
- To Be Continue -