
Along the way Mikhayla's premonition was already uncomfortable. Keyvan remained focused on his steering wheel while Mikhayla had since moved her legs due to nervousness for no reason. Not usually Keyvan is silent like this, even though he spoke even that because he is upset with traffic that is not at all conducive.
"Michael."
"Hm, what?"
Keyvan's voice made him momentarily shocked. The man only made a sound after they passed half the way, the wife's pias face he could see and Keyvan only noticed it at a glance.
"The date you set for our wedding in your post, can't it be delayed?" asked Keyvan directly to the point while staying focused without intending to wait until arriving at the apartment, since then he held back and in the end could not.
Mikhayla was more confused when Keyvan asked about it. In fact, he also determined it as long as he followed his birthday because he was upset with Alka. His initial intention was only to make Alka hot, it was just that the rumors circulating about her were spreading and Mikhayla thought it better to clarify all of you so that people's views about her could stop immediately.
"Are you angry?"
Keyvan shook his head, actually not angry, just surprised. He couldn't possibly be angry at Mikhayla, the charm of an underage wife was indeed real. The man commented a smile to make his wife comfortable because since then the wife looked hot cold she let it sit for a few minutes.
"Just not expecting it, isn't it too soon, dear?"
Gawat, all his friends already know the news even good prayers have been scattered on his social media site. Mikhayla looked at Keyvan for a moment, if it failed it could be a rumor about him becoming and Alka being the winner in this case.
"Fuck yeah? He said whatever, so I chose the date five to be the same as my date of birth," said Mikhayla felt his decision was not wrong, because indeed Keyvan had said so.
Coinciding with his birthday, Keyvan sighed harshly and was increasingly confused in making a decision. Moreover, when he recalled how many people had already congratulated them.
"Well, Daddy knows about this?"
Mikhayla shook her head, indeed she wrote the caption in her post last night without asking Mikhail or Zia's permission first. Not without reason, which he clearly has not had time. After all, the fifth date is still one month away, according to Mikhayla could have been prepared because he did not want an excessive reception.
"But if it's an objection, it doesn't matter, it doesn't need a party."
Keyvan pulled the car over for a moment, that's not what he wanted. Mikhayla's face looked flat and she was a little upset that Keyvan seemed to object when clearly the man said it was up to her some time ago.
"It's not so, there's absolutely no objection .. well let's just do it, date five means there's still a month to prepare yourself."
Keyvan did not want to spoil Mikhayla's image in front of his friend. Regarding Mark he will try to talk well later, but if until Mikhayla is really a talk because the party is not held according to the announcement, it will be even more dangerous.
"really?"
"Hm."
Mikhayla who felt free from the anger of Keyvan suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. It could be that he was this big as if making an extraordinarily fatal mistake in Keyvan's eyes. She who was anxious with her husband suddenly clasped Keyvan's fingers as a thank you.
"Why thank you?"
"So I thought that if I was going to be angry and really delayed, if it happened, maybe I would be more and more of a fruit of their lips."
One frightened Mikhayla, although she did ask to cancel if she objected, to be honest she was worried that once Keyvan would actually cancel it.
True enough Keyvan guesses, little by little he can understand the language of women that is difficult to interpret. True Justin said, usually another woman's mouth is in the heart. The man only smiled faintly as the wife moved to the right and left as an expression of her happiness.
"But it's not free, Mikhayla."
"Did?"
They were a married couple, and when discussing the wedding reception Keyvan still thought about the pay. Mikhayla suddenly released Keyvan fingers that had been kissed several times.
"Think once," Mikhayla muttered bitterly because Keyvan was getting used to stealing opportunities against him in any case.
"Hahaha that's not a calculation, dear .. You don't forget the principle of life right? Give and take" explained Keyvan once again and that he has expressed many times.
"Yes, I didn't forget it at all."
"Good then, I don't need to re-explain" Keyvan said later,
Keyvan returned to drive his car and added a little speed. Surprisingly, Keyvan took the opposite direction and this was not towards where they lived.
"Where are we going? Is anyone missing? Doesn't it matter if I go to the office too?"
Who will take him to the office, Keyvan smiled cunningly while continuing to drive his vehicle. He let his wife get stuck in confusion until later he understood by himself when he arrived at his destination.
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"The hotel? Why did you come here?" mikhayla asked confused, while Keyvan got out first and now circled the front of the car to open the door.
"Come down we've arrived."
"Don't fuck around, I say Mama," threatened Mikhayla guessing Keyvan invited her to this place for what, the man just laughed discordably when the wife showed her pouting face.
"Still complain, listen to me. .. You dare to make a decision without asking me first, isn't that a mistake, Mikhayla?"
"Yesterday I've asked, but it's answered whatever .. yes it means it's up to me dong." He defends himself for feeling wrong, and the definition is up to him.
"Yes but it's not like that either, until you invite all your friends over while I haven't prepared everything."
"Yes but kan_"
"Shuut, it's still a mistake and you deserve to be punished for your deplorable actions" Keyvan said.
In fact Keyvan is not that easy to agree with Mikhayla's decision. The man pulled his wife's wrist until Mikhayla patted her on the arm several times.
Both of them became the center of attention, especially when at the reception. Keyvan was exactly the kidnapper who forced a woman to serve him.
"It's coercion, your room is full, right?" mikhayla asked a receptionist who looked confused before her.
"Just give me the keys to the room if you don't want me to fire," Keyvan said later, who managed to make the woman obedient immediately, Mikhayla's face again confused by what happened.
"This, Sir."
"Cock?"
Keyvan embraces his wife's shoulders as he steps leisurely. Mikhayla looked up to need an explanation but would not give Keyvan any answer at all.
- To Be Continue -