The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 21 - Misjudgement

His guts looked suspicious, Zia smelled the scent of stalking again and again. As if not separated from Mikhail, always wherever he went will always be followed.

"Mr my follower?".

"Who were you until I followed? Zia don't be too confident ... You know what I'm as busy as?"

Although his passions are often tempestuous, but Mikhail's prestige remains as high as parents' expectations. Where might he confess if yesterday his legs even turned blue because of a stumble while running following Zia and Zidan in the parking area.

The compactness of the motorbike lined up neatly and Mikhail's eyes that were not very functional yesterday is the reason why he could lose his balance.

For the sake of being able to ascertain what Zia was doing, she was willing to follow the woman everywhere. Tak Zia thought as hot as what Mikhail heart when he saw the sweetness of Zidan in the cinema yesterday.

Waste of time but he did it because he couldn't calm down. The Sunday he was supposed to use for rest and pleasure was spent burning himself.

His position does not mean Zidan, the man just entered Zia's life a few weeks ago. He did not understand the current love or just because of his body opium, but clearly his chest seemed to be suppressed when he saw Zidan was feeling as the happiest man in the world.

"Oh yeah? How do you know we were hugging yesterday?" zia asked with a slanted smile, whether since when her mind had also risen as a teaser.

"Yes, you know, what if the couple meets want to do other than hugs, kisses and more? It's impossible to discuss the capital market, Zia."

True too, Mikhail's words were not wrong. Mikhail's words were nothing wrong and clearly this was real. The man let out a rough breath and now focused on his monitor screen as usual.

"Mom why do you like cartoons?"

"Funny," he answered briefly, densely and less clearly because what Valenzia wanted was not such an answer.

"Other than funny?"

"Just funny, why are you asking me that?" Mikhail looked up and this question was quite serious to him.

"Any ... doesn't fit the person," Zia replied briefly, without looking at Mikhail and linking the edges of his fingers.

"You mean it's appropriate to watch a blue movie like that?" mikhail asked frowning, it seems that is indeed the direction of Zia's conversation, he thought.

"It's not so either! Who thinks so ... although it is most likely a spectacle Father," said Zia ordinary course because she felt this was not wrong at all.

"For what to watch if I can practice," chirped that actually makes Zia's face reddened, hot and instantly embarrassed by herself.

"May I ask you something?"

The real weight, since yesterday he wanted to question this. I don't know why Zia's heart is upset and curious how Mikhail actually is.

"What?"

"In your life, what are the three main things you need right now?" zia asked slowly, she was not that brave to question things with Mikhail.

The fact was so but why did the man's answer scratch his heart. The man saw the change of Zia's countenance, for a moment his attention was on Zia who was now looking down in lethargy.

"You why? Did I say it wrong?"

The man had known various female characters, but what was quite draining his energy because it was a little difficult to understand was Zia. It was not that the woman before had never been like Zia in Mikhail's presence, but it was indeed the man who refused to understand them.

"No, can I get out now?"

Mikhail stared at his left wrist, this afternoon he had to go out of town for some time to make sure the branch in the mother's hometown was fine.

"Awhile, stay here until lunchtime .. after that you'll miss me," he said winked, creating a question in Zia's mind that didn't know what Mikhail was talking about.

"Where are you going?"

"To be out of town, there's business there .. doesn't mean you're free to date, Zia." His eyes were as sharp as that of an older brother who forbade his younger sister from being in contact with a man.

"How long? Alone ... or?"

"A little over a week, alone," he answered while pulling the corners of his lips, a few simple questions Zia made him feel valuable.

"Ooh, why all of a sudden?" The question had been thrown by herself since then, Zia did not realize that the question was that much.

"This is not sudden, Zia .. You are the only one who does not know the development."

"Where do I know the agenda of the Father, very strange wonder." Talking to Mikhail turned out to occasionally raise blood pressure, the original answer that made him quite surprised and it was unexpected.

"Look down, why are you getting so fierce? Or not-don't get pregnant," Mikhail said with a laugh, a spontaneous question that suddenly made Zia creeps.

"Ngaco, who's pregnant!" his jolt didn't take it, to be honest he was afraid if it happened.

"Yes you are, but you came by the moon huh? It's impossible to get pregnant now." It was easy for him to talk, without thinking that Zia was now flat-footed and hoping not to let it happen to him.

"Father don't carelessly talk about it, if really how," muttered Zia slowly, a lot of fear Zia if until the seeds she got from Mikhail really live in her womb.

"Hm? Why is his face so?" mikhail asked festively Zia's chin, he didn't like his interlocutor looking down as he spoke.

"Fear." Zia was about to brush off Mikhail's hand but the man had no intention of releasing Zia for a moment.

"Fear what? Afraid of getting pregnant or afraid of being my wife?"

Tbc