Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 55 - A Soulmate of God
"Stay home, lecture tomorrow .. I'm afraid you're suddenly hot again."
It was best to go to college when he was alone. Two days after returning home from Liora's funeral, she was fine. However, Keyvan still forbade him to go anywhere.
He who even sacrificed up to two days just to accompany his wife at home, obviously Keyvan did not want Mikhayla to experience the same thing today. Although indeed Mikhayla's face already looked fresh, it could not be denied that the worry would still exist.
"It's not coming in anymore, I'm not the Rector's son."
"Later to contact the Rector if you want," said Keyvan sound vercanda but it is true, he is able to do such things easily actually.
Mikhayla no longer answered Keyvan's remarks, nor did the man talk much afterwards. Keyvan is waiting for his wife to pair her shirt and tie. If previously only asked to pair a tie, now the desire of Keyvan is increasing.
"Udah," Mikhayla said as she put the last touch on Keyvan's shirt collar, accustomed to the romance of both parents, making it easy for Mikhayla to keep up with Keyvan's needs as a couple.
"Thank you, today the possibility of returning home late .. you if you are lonely can bring your brothers here," said Keyvan sincerely, he gave space for Mikhayla along with his sisters, he said, because memmang since the beginning of the marriage of his four siblings did not know where and how the life of his biological brother.
"Don't, we won't be free" whispered Mikhayla deliberately looking for a case, Keyvan who was neat like this suddenly as if he was tested after hearing Mikhayla's words. The man was about to shuffle his hair, Mikhayla held her hand and shook her head many times.
"Don't mess it up, I'm having a hard time managing her hair."
Again and again Keyvan could only take a deep breath. This was not the first time Mikhayla had deliberately provoked her soul that did not have such strong faith.
"Let's go down, breakfast first .. let's focus on the work," he asked as he pulled Keyvan's wrist so slowly, with all the softness that Mikhayla had indeed given the husband the right from all sides.
Wibowo was already waiting in front of there, while Keyvan was still enjoying breakfast. Of course long, whatever they talked about until breakfast took more than twenty minutes.
At the old dining table, when the farewell at the main door also grew longer. Keyvan held the wife for a long time, as if he would not meet for a long time. Wibowo who saw from a distance could only be patient while sighing deeply.
"When it goes, it's too late."
"I'm the boss, three hours late even if it doesn't matter."
"Yes, it's natural that Papa likes to go to the office as he pleases."
Not a strange thing actually, Mikhayla is used to humans who like to take advantage of his power like Keyvan. Yes, obviously his papa is enough to be proof. The answer he heard from Keyvan also he had heard if Zia was angry because Mikhail preferred to accompany Lengkara and Ameera swimming in his residence.
"I go, don't get too tired .. remember my seed is struggling in your womb."
Like no other sentence, Mikhayla was so stupefied that her jaw hurt. Since yesterday their talk sounded terrible, it's always been about this.
"Yes, you also do not get too tired .. so that the seeds are of quality, if the ones that fell yesterday all we can do again."
Keyvan thought his wife would be silent and unable to give an answer afterwards. Now, he who was actually made to widen even lost his identity as a quiet man and did not usually make a loud noise.
"Smart, if you fail to do it again .. after all, it is not difficult, right," Keyvan replied still continuing the conversation unfaithfully and damaging the brain of teenagers today.
Not wanting to take too long and instead make him fail to go to the office, the man immediately passed away leaving the wife. Mikhayla's face led to Keyvan's departure until her husband's car was no longer visible.
"Basar messum .. why can God love me so mate, what because Mama used to say amit-amit fitting I asked a mate like Papa huh?"
As easy as he changed, his smiling face to Keyvan now turned that flat. He seemed to think, a few months ago Mikhayla did have time to express his affection for the papa in front of Zia and Mikhail.
The surprising thing and asked at that time was Zia's response to suddenly say "amit-amit" when Mikhayla said she wanted to get a soul mate like her father. In fact, a Mikhail made Mikhayla believe the figure of a loyal angel and a real hero is real.
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