Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 96 - Our Secrets

Too enthusiastic, Keyvan even woke up without cue to make the wife's body almost fell out of bed. Luckily Keyvan quickly pulled his hand, "It's normal!!" mikhayla jolted as if she had lost half her life.

"I'm sorry, I'm too happy."

All the anger he felt seemed to just disappear. Keyvan grabbed his wife so tightly that Mikhayla found it hard to breathe, the man was completely unpredictable. "Say it's real, Khay."

"Indeed, we are not dreaming" said Mikhayla as gently as possible, Keyvan who since noon is not okay now can not hold back his tears of happiness.

Repeatedly happier than when Liora was pregnant. Perhaps because he who was worried about her seed would not succeed, the man drowned his face in Mikhayla's stomach while saying some sweet sentences that Khayla could not hear clearly.

He cried, without being covered up even though his tears were soon wiped because of shame to the wife. Yeah, Mikhayla's been wanting to make fun of him, "Crying?"

"No, it's just that my eyes are watering all of a sudden" Keyvan replied still keeping away from the whiny words of the wife.

"What's the difference?"

It was eager for Mikhayla to mock him all out. Never before had she seen Keyvan cry like this, even though she had always tried to dodge and Mikhayla was unable to utter words to make him a weak man.

"Different, if crying it has a voice ... while I don't, yes, right?"

There is only the answer, but where - if the eyes have runny name is indeed crying. Mikhayla did not understand her husband's behavior. "It's good news, don't cry too much, Mama said no good."

He could have lied, but he also had time to cry when he knew that fact. Keyvan is now smiling knot, he tried to wipe the tears even though it was done by pretending to wipe his face. "Thank you for being able to conceive my son, Mikhayla."

"It's my duty as a wife, no need to thank .. who wants her not only you, but me too."

What happened to Liora made Keyvan feel really useful in Mikhayla's eyes at the moment. He had dyed Mikhayla's fingers many times, there seemed to be no words that could express his gratitude.

"What are you good at, what is your heart made of, Khayla? Why not take revenge on me?" keyvan asked confused himself why Mikhayla could not have any revenge on him at all.

"Rudge? For what revenge, to be a part of your life is a gift that I must be grateful for. Better take a shower because tonight we're going to have dinner at Opa's house, Opa said we should give a big thanks." Mikhayla clapped her hands and it made Keyvan gap.

"Wellful? In what order? If Mikhayla's pregnancy is correct, will Papa be able to accept?"

Such questions were present in Keyvan's mind. He who was worried if Mikhail was angry was obviously upset when he heard Mikhayla's words, especially when the big family was there.

"Dear, thanks how do you mean?"

"Yes, ordinary thanksgiving .. Why does her face panic so?" mikhayla asked confused because the husband looked scared when he was just eating dinner.

"Your pregnancy? Or what?"

"No, but thanksgiving because Opa can still see his grandchildren grow up.... Every year Opa always hold dinner with a large family like this, at least a little prayer is not a big thanksgiving."

Huft, thank goodness. Keyvan was already worried about that if what was meant was Mikhayla's pregnancy. If only it was better, but certainly Mikhail would make him a target of anger because he dared to break the promise he had been able to a few months ago.

"Look, I'm still keeping this a secret from Papa ... Only Mama knows, actually I'm not allowed to get pregnant right?"

Out of nowhere Mikhayla could figure that out, Keyvan was silent for a moment and again he was amazed at his little wife who was able to act that mature. In fact, at that young age could have acted rashly and made Keyvan just stuck in trouble.

"Whatever it is, the point is not currently allowed .. It doesn't matter, we face both and I will remain silent until Papa is self-conscious, at most he fainted for a while after it was conscious and couldn't possibly be angry anymore."

Keyvan was silent for a moment to hear the cruel wife's words to Mikhail. For whatever sake the idea was unbelievably crazy and unreasonable, Keyvan thought. "You're that cruel? If Papa's really upset how?"

"Even if he's angry, what way? If later Papa realized by itself it means that my womb is large and it will not be possible for him to abort our baby, Papa is unpredictable and he can do anything if not according to his wishes," said Mikhayla, hoping that Keyvan understood and did not consider her an evil daughter.

"I'm sorry, Khay .. because I you're such a liar," he sis Keyvan bowed and said nothing more.

"I'm not lying, but it's our secret" Mikhayla said, pointing at her stomach, and Keyvan was even blushing with a laugh when Mikhayla said so.

"Our secret?"

"Yes, our secret because we made it both," he answered quickly and again made Keyvan's grief disappear completely.

"Then how's Mama? Kan did not participate in the process," said Keyvan sounds silly but it could obviously be answered quickly by Mikhayla.

"Mama is the witness" whispered Mikhayla deliberately so close to Keyvan's ear that the man could not help but bite his face.

"Aarrgh, have a bath there .. later on, scolded Opa shame."

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While Keyvan was bathing, Mikhayla had prepared clothes for them to use towards the Ibra residence. Because of Mikhayla's happy mood, she decided to choose clothes with colors that symbolize happiness in her opinion. Yes, sky blue and both will wear matching clothes.

"Darling," called Keyvan when the splashing of water was no longer heard, it seemed that the man was done.

"Yes ... why?"

"Please bring me a towel, I forgot," cried Keyvan who made Mikhayla sigh violently, usually Keyvan never forgets about it.

"Dear, listen, right?"

"I-iyaa for a second, I'll get it."

Although his premonition was a little bad, but for the sake of obeying the orders of Mikhayla's husband still gave the towel Keyvan. With a certain step he approached and opened the bathroom door slowly.

"This" Mikhayla said, handing over the towel to her husband, unexpectedly, which Keyvan caught, not a towel, but Mikhayla's wrist.

"Heeeh, what do you want!! Don't joke, I'm sure you want to?"

"Look, at home there's only us" Keyvan replied without letting go of his wife's wrist at all.

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