The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 105 - Not Donuts

In order to prevent it being too late, Kanaya got out of control and now Mikhail was already in the kitchen. Especially if it is not to mess up Zia's work, the man was busy himself and asked Rani away because he wanted to help the wife with his skills that are not how much.

"Mikhail, don't disturb Zia .. mending sitting in front of there, same om Jack or Bastian cake, mingle there, don't cintil continue with the wife."

Zia did not protest, but Mikhail who began to take action made Kanaya worried that the man would make Zia's job more runny.

"Yes whatever, anyways same wife herself what's wrong, Ma."

There was nothing wrong, and Kanaya regretted saying it. The man answered and his hand went into action and picked up the ready-made dough.

"Mas, your hands are dirty" Zia said with the intention of keeping her husband from following her.

"Behold, I wash my hands .. This one should not be formed, let it be my responsibility."

What responsibilities Mikhail had hindered Zia's work. So confident he took almost half of the dough that Zia prepared.

Kanaya follows Mikhail's movements through the tail of his eyes, wanting to be angry but Mihail is no longer the two-year-old boy who is bothering in the kitchen. However, if left alone it seems to create chaos that might later make Zia rise in blood.

"Here, his hands are clean."

Zia just stared at him flat, somehow her feelings started to get bad when Mikhail approached her in the kitchen.

"What's neat, I don't like eating a puffy doughnut next door."

From the beginning Zia warned, lest Mikhail ruin his mood by this afternoon. Mikhail's grin increasingly made Zia rustle uncomfortably, what would happen in a moment only Mikhail understood.

"Casual, Mas is an expert in this form..Mas hands this mutli function, Zia."

Whatever, mutifungsi, multitalenta or whatever Zia doesn't care. Right now, all he wanted was for Mikhail to leave and not to bother him anymore.

Some time at the beginning everything went well, Mikhail obeyed what Zia said even though one doughnut he finished for so long because the wife did not accept if the shape of the donut is not perfect.

Less fat, fatness, left tilt, right tilt until the middle hole is also Zia set and it makes Mikhail's hand a little stiff actually. The man did not give up at all, even though he could understand the truth that this Zia was just trying to keep herself from helping.

"Ehem-ahem."

Until, in the middle of his struggle, signs of Mikhail's surrender began to be seen. Not giving up completely left but giving up on Zia's will. The shape began to be strange and unusual until Kanaya pulled Mikhail's head unconscious.

"There's mama loh, Khail ... can-can make the shape so," Kanaya's scolding echoed, it's true that his premonition at the beginning was never wrong.

"Ck, what the hell, Ma!! This is a male doughnut .. that is a female," Mikhail replied as he continued to form his doughnut elongated, completely weightless and his face looked ordinary.

"What male doughnuts, there is no doughnut shape so .. change it!!" kanaya's jolt was inexhaustible as to why her son was getting so insane, not only unruly but deliberately opposed.

"It's simpler, after all, eating more satiated."

"How's kenyang? People are the same material, normal doughnuts also make full," concluded Kanaya did not want to lose, she believes her daughter-in-law who was silent does not mean accepting the behavior of Mikhail. But he was ashamed to rebuke the man in front of him.

"Look, the shape is elegant and there is no middle hole."

the most plausible explanation, but believe me that explanation increasingly makes the kanaya want to throw wheat flour into the face of mikhail.yes, as hard as ibra, it seems like a new tengempt Mikhail.

"Donat Mikhail oblong mama want what? Zia's not angry, is she, baby?"

Mikhail moved his eyebrows, Zia had expected that the griny smile she had shown from the beginning was a bad sign in the future. If it were just the two of them, maybe Mikhail would be even crazier than this time.

"As for Mas, eat alone," said Zia did not accept the offer.

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Wanting to ban also free, Mikhail will still be a dissident and where he cares even though it has been banned. Although in some circumstances Mikhail is very obedient, but for this time it is clear that Mikhail's stance will be very strong to defend his mastery.

"What then? Mas deliberately make this so that you are not difficult to bite it, once hap .. This also fits in your mouth."

Uhuk

Kanaya choked on saliva, a child who used to whine often asked for extra time to bathe the ball has now crossed the limit of maturity. Kanaya is not so stupid as to find the implied meaning behind Mikhail's words and expressions that deliberately tease his wife.

"Mama why? Rest if it hurts, Ma, after all pity your back is forced strong, let Mikhail help Zia."

Without Mikhail telling Kanaya it was his intention to pass. Their lives are no longer healthy. The more Kanaya here, the more she feels nostalgia about Ibra in her youth.

"Mrs ...." Zia panicked when Kanaya really passed, Mikhail who was so worried would make the inner mother hurt.

"What the hell are you, a little courtesy can you!! Mama's not a friend you can joke with, there's a limit, Mikhail." Zia spoke in a serious tone as she stared fixedly at Mikhail, confused by what way to rebuke him.

"Mama's not kidding, Zia, just answer the question Mama what's wrong?" Mikhail who did not accept it was clear to defend himself, because his intention was also only to answer questions not intentionally seek tribute with the Mama.

"Whatever it is, not everything can be answered as casually as before. Look, Mama until go it's because you can't say .. same Mas not polite," Oceh Zia is still fiery, he said, since then he held back and chose silence but Mikhail instead of realizing it was more and more.

She quit? Obviously not. Choose silence but his hand still does what is in his mind. Yes, Mikhail continued with his plan.

"Boy!! Denger no?"

"Yes, horrors, Zia ... I'm deaf, honey."

Not deaf but deliberately pretended not to hear Zia's vow. The man is now finished, not because he obeyed Zia's wishes but the material is finished.

"Don't change its shape, if it's not your law."

"Fry yourself, I don't like the shape." Zia refuses until whenever remains reluctant, period.

TB