Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 69 - The Wonderful Wife

The middle way is best, Keyvan realizes this is wrong. If not, the two will not be together in the next few days. It's hard to be romantically with a child born into a harmonious family, Keyvan thought.

As he told Mikhayla last night, today indeed he will settle first. Despite only spending time watching television and hugging his wife, Keyvan did not feel bored at all. Think of it as a honeymoon in a five-star hotel, even though they only ate a plate together for fear of Rani or Zia suspecting, she enjoyed it without protest at all.

"Well, I took the spoon just one .. I went down again yeah, a minute."

His face looked panicked, but just as quickly as that Keyvan was holding back his departure. "One is enough, we eat from the same spoon" said Keyvan because it is not hearty if you have to see his wife down again.

"Enough right? I intentionally took more."

Mikhayla showed a plate with rice that was mounted with side dishes around it. He deliberately brought lunch with three times the usual portion to share with Keyvan. Same with breakfast this morning, just for lunch this time more.

"Funny yes, we both have to be like this ... Who's home?"

"Everything, Papa every lunch is home. He said the food outside wasn't as good as Mama's cooking, but I took it all before Papa got into the dining room so it wouldn't be suspect, it's safe."

Sleep steal the opportunity, eat it too. Unfortunately for Keyvan's fate as Mikhail's son-in-law, it is fortunate that his wife is now Mikhayla. A beautiful woman with the highest level of patience she had ever met.

The two enjoy a sinless lunch, an intruder in their own home and a free Keyvan as long as they don't come out of the room. Coincidentally the clothes he used to wear when they stayed the first time were still stored in the closet, obviously Keyvan was comfortable.

Keyvan hasn't felt this way in a long time. Relax in the room, without caring about the work first because indeed Justin and Keny understand the situation. Yes, he is so open at this time, even now he became a laughing stock of the two men because it is considered a daughter-in-law not expected by her in-laws.

"Last bribe, aaaaa ...." Keyvan obediently opened his mouth when Mikhayla was about to give a final bribe to the husband.

Whether because of hunger or indeed the effects of eating a plate both can increase appetite until Mikhayla devours it, usually he is quite easily full. However, this afternoon was different and he really enjoyed until the rice that had been mountainous was completely exhausted without rest.

"Aaaak."

Mikhayla suddenly closed her mouth with the palm of her hand, not really a disrespectful intention in front of her husband but she could not help but burp. The woman lowered her head and felt guilty, while Keyvan only laughed discordantly to find this kind of thing.

"I'm full."

Anyone knows he's full. Keyvan did not answer the wife's words, he just ruffled Mikhayla's hair from the origin until he cut up dislikes and re-tidy his hair.

"Don't be scrambled, I'll have to return the plate in a minute. If Mama realizes my hair is changing, she must be suspicious and we're being raided by danger."

Again the words of the wife only made Keyvan chuckle. Really adorable, if only the real raided Keyvan no problem at all.

"That's it, we're not gathering kebo, Mikhayla." Keyvan was too anxious not to care about the rules of Mikhayla that forbid her to scramble hair, even deliberately more random and managed to make his wife's lips forward a few centi.

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"Tumben lunch in room, self-contained again ... Usually it has to be Rani's sister," Zia's circus purposely and makes Mikhayla display a smile with her neat teeth.

"Did Mom eat?"

Pretend not to hear back he took it out. Mikhayla approached and now sits at the side of the mama, a familiar snobs mode to keep Zia's confidence awake.

"Hm? Is that so, honey?"

"Yes, Mas .. he is very independent today, he eats a lot." For Zia this is good news, because since yesterday Mikhayla difficult to eat even though it has been prepared.

"Papa's son is already a big dong," praised Mikhail for a moment to make Mikhayla throb. He was even more than that, indeed his father's mind was very narrow.

"It's big, Pa ... Kan was married," Mikhayla replied right at her core and successfully made the man throw a rough breath, if he remembered that matter somehow upset himself.

"Ah yes, Papa forgot something .. Your wayward husband neror Papa for days until Secretary Papa was terrorized as well, so suspect Evan one of the thugs around Jayabaya," said Mikhail origin because made a headache when yesterday got a complaint from his Secretary who was frightened because terrorized new numbers and it was exactly the same as the one who contacted him.

"Oh, what the hell, amit-amit!! Don't talk about it!!" Hearing her husband's words, Zia shuddered in horror. The place Mikhail mentioned was a troubling gathering place of market thugs and often acted arbitrarily.

"Who knows, Zia ... It's just frickin', honey."

"No way, yes time looks like Evan spelled out market thugs anyway, Mas? It's funny." Although Zia's eyes have been bewitched by Mikhail's good looks for decades, he admits Keyvan is indeed very handsome.

"How come you become a sewot, since the beginning of the meeting was Evan exactly a bandit," replied Mikhail who was always bad at his son-in-law to equate Keyvan as a criminal and a thief.

"What bandit, Pa?" mikhayla asked with her innocent face.

"The thief, the villain who likes to arbitrarily snatch something from his owner," explained Mikhail while continuing to enjoy his snacks. For others, it may not be a snack anymore.

"stealing? ... Papa's right!! Bang Evan had indeed stolen Khayla's heart," Khayla said without sin while deliberately flanking her cheeks with her palms until Mikhail choked and threw the remaining pieces of sponge in his hand right on Mikhayla's face.

"Bag your embrace" said Mikhail as he hit his chest, while Zia moved to pat his back neck.

"Eat him if you eat, don't mostly talk, sprains right?!!" Just this time Zia was a little emotional because Mikhail was not at all mature and said things about Keyvan.

"The son of the ball, Pa ... From whom?" mikhayla asked while enjoying the steamed sponge of the papa's bite. Mubazir, thought.

- To Be Continue -