Micheal Emerson's Choice
Episode 80's
At dinner, Micheal and Zenwa talked calmly about the boy named Dila to Daddy Gabriel, of course Daddy Gabriel was very enthusiastic to help the boy. In fact, Daddy Gabriel immediately decided to meet Dila's family, Mommy Firda also supported it. They also did not forget to tell Mom Angel and Daddy Aryan. Not to ask for donations to them, but they do not want to do good alone.
Zenwa who saw the kindness of the former Don Mafia was so touched, he not only did good for himself but also made people do the same.
And tonight, the interaction between Zenwa and Micheal is a little different, unlike this morning which was so close and free and all that happened just because their first kiss was so hot, so tempestuous, so hot, really arouse the desire of two people who have grown up.
The elders who were there also did not bother them, letting them enjoy these times which will surely someday become good memories
And when the two of them entered the room, the situation was still the same, both of them were still silent even as they climbed onto the bed, still no one dared to make a sound. And that, misinterpreted by Micheal, he thought Zenwa was really mad at him.
"Death to me" murmured the bowed Michael lethargic. "Take it this way, when is my wedding warm? Cook it up I lose to an old Daddy." He grumbled while massaging his head, but a moment later Micheal felt Zenwa's tiny hand touch his head, giving a gentle massage that made Micheal's blood ripple again, he looked up and his gaze again in a sweet smile Zenwa.
"Why didn't you say it was a headache? I can help you with massage" said Zenwa, who made Micheal moody, even his mouth gaping, it felt like a dream because Zenwa spoke so softly, his touch soft, as well as his gaze.
"I...." Michael took a breath, his heart pounding again. "Aren't you angry?" His great-granddaughter, he looked at the face of the wife's ayu, in a close look like this, it turns out Zenwa is very beautiful.
"Why angry?" Zenwa asked in a low voice, her fingers still faithfully giving a loving massage to her husband.
"On... Emm... The kiss earlier," the great-grandson of Micheal who immediately made Zenwa's face instantly reddish, he blushed with shame every time he remembered my thing. "I... So afraid you're angry" Micheal said. "You kind of avoid me, don't want to talk to me, I've been anxious to the point of getting a headache" he continued, telling me the truth. Even Zenwa wondered if Micheal couldn't lie just a little?
"No, I just ...." Zenwa bit her lips, which involuntarily provoked Micheal's male soul back. "I'm embarrassed," Zenwa's great-grandson who made both of Micheal's eyes instantly widen. He drew Zenwa's hand and grasped it, making Zenwa gasp.
"So, you're not angry, are you?" Michael asked enthusiastically, Zenwa shook her head timidly.
"No," he said later, looking down. Michael flanked Zenwa's chin with his finger, forcing Zenwa to look up, looking at him.
"You don't like what you do?" Micheal asked, his gaze so deep, as if piercing Zenwa's heart.
"It's not like that...."
"So, you like it?" Micheal interrupted Zenwa's speech enthusiastically, making Zenwa's eyes bulge then blink quickly, looking funny.
"Emmm...."
"I like it too, it's my first kiss" said Micheal who again said honestly, Zenwa was pounding more and more, his face was definitely as red as a tomato now. "If I ask you to kiss again, can you?"
"Eh?"
"So can't?"
"It's not like that...."
"So can?"