The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 40 - BUY 1 GET 1
Fear, fear and shame are now one in Zia. Her palms were cold and her chest was pounding fast, the closer Zia got to fear. Although every hour Mikhail always says the same thing, stay calm and do not think too much.
"Don't be afraid, everything's gonna be okay."
"My gut feeling isn't good, it's usually a sign that I'm going to cry after this."
The man shook his head slowly, as hard as it was to convince Zia that everything was fine. Even though she herself was afraid, she went to pick up Zia without her permission and what if she came home with a pregnant woman, Mikhail thought.
"Cry now." He spoke so easily, since then he was a little confused because of Zia who had gone wrong.
"Mama and Papa were young too, Zia .. They'll understand, after all, it's all out of our control."
Mikhail is mature in this regard, trying to give Zia peace of mind even though it must be repeated. He did not want to delay any longer, willing to wait for the content of what size if it was delayed again.
Light brown dress with lilies was so fitting on her body. Retreading her feet back to the homeland, yes Zia did not expect that she would return so soon.
Go alone, go home three. Zia sighed slowly when her invitation arrived. The more it feels at that small when looking at how the figure of Mikhail actually, the wealth he showed during his acquaintance may only be a few percent.
The facilities he had were something that Zia had always imagined every day. Honored, even someone lowered his head before letting him in the car was proof Mikhail was not a random person.
"I can't bring my own car, Papa's forbidden .. You're okay, right?"
Valenzia just nodded, she understood what Mikhail meant. Of course this was all a matter of convenience, the man was very afraid that Zia felt constrained by the presence of the current Bastian, her personal driver.
"How mom?" mikhail asked later, though he knew at this moment that it was possible that the mama was preparing a potion for him so as not to rebel like this.
"Still the same as two weeks ago, Madam is always waiting for you."
Zia frowned when she heard the words of the handsome man with the thin mustache, if it is two weeks ago it means Mikhail has long been looking for his existence. But why did Mikhail not say that, he thought.
"Two weeks?"
"Hm, it's hard to find a kid like you .. Your friend is the same, too stingy."
Zia is more confused, her friend who is considered stingy by Mikhail. Could it be Erika? Because she was one of her friends who often asked her to come home, and in the last few weeks there was nothing Erika said but to ask Zia to come home because her life was made difficult for Zia to leave.
"Which friend?" asked Zia then who managed to make Mikhail silenced, he almost fell flat.
"Friends who have interned together, every time I asked the answer was always the same as if they had been separated for two centuries, it was annoying."
"Mr aren't macems the same as them?" asked Zia then, to be honest she was a little afraid if the threatening style of Mikhail he used also to others.
"Well, how could I possibly mess with a snot boy like them, you're all there, Zia," Mikhail said, peeping at the back of his wife's hand.
"But the proof to me is that you still mess around, not the same age?" Mikhail is stuck now, Zia's question is true. If the reason was just because age didn't seem to make sense, he thought.
"You're different, Zia."
That's not the reason, he lied of course. What actually happened was even crazier than what Zia had experienced. Mikhail had even terrorized Erika from the first night that she could move like any other normal human being, not only himself he brought some thick-bodied thugs with the intention of making Erika confess without him having to ask where and why Zia left.
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"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you completely. Come on, Mama's been waiting a long time."
Ten minutes was not enough for Zia to calm down, they had entered the residence Megantara and for God's sake the deeper Mikhail took Zia in his life the more Zia felt herself so small worthless.
Walking with Mikhail who always held his hand. He could only duck, following Mikhail's steps deliberately slowed down to adjust Zia's steps.
"Mama."
"Where have you been, Mikhail?"
Kanaya who had been made unable to sleep by her son almost every night was clearly sighing so relieved when Mikhail's voice again sounded in her ear. But wait, Mikhail is not alone this time, for the first time his eldest son brought a woman after such a long time.
"Fetch Zia .. the woman you always thought was my hallucination."
Kanaya momentarily fell silent, not because of Mikhail's sentence but the belly of the woman who was in the grasp of her son. Kanaya did not look wrong, many times he made sure and indeed seemed to be two-bodied.
"Khail? Who is he, why? You ... What are you doing, Khail?!!"
The trauma of his past is back to the picture, since Kanaya was very afraid if her son experienced the same thing as an adult. One of the reasons Kanaya did not want to accept the responsibility of Ibra and preferred Mikhail who used to be in the womb is this.
"Mikhail's future wife, Ma," answered Mikhail steadily, he already said he would be Zia's protector. If Kanaya gets angry later, then the one who should accept Kanaya's tantrums is her, not Zia.
"Wife candidate? Mikhail you .. gosh, is she pregnant? Mama didn't see it wrong, did she?" Kanaya pointed at Zia with her index finger shaking violently, her legs feeling weak and her strength seemed to be drained.
"No, she's Mama's son-in-law's future son-in-law .. And all Mikhail's bringing grandchildren to Mama. Hasn't Mama always asked Mikhail to bring his future wife as soon as possible." His explanation was indeed the most steady, even Zia was made agape with Mikhail's neatly arranged sentence.
"Oh my God, Khail."
"Buy 1 Get 1 .. what's wrong? Isn't that better, Ma?"
"CHASTA MIKHAIL!! MAMA NEVER TAUGHT YOU TO SPOIL PEOPLE'S GIRLS!!"
Kanaya's shout echoed perhaps even to the kitchen. Who gave him such a concept of life, Kanaya felt a pain in her back head.
"What is this?!" Not finished the matter of the mother, now Ibra came in and out and was just as surprised.
"Mas," called Kanaya limp, Mikhail just glued and tightened his grip, understanding how scared Zia was right now.
"Khail what a terj..."
Just like her mother, Ibra was even more surprised. Wanting to help Kanaya but she stopped and now stared at the beautiful woman at Mikhail's side, and the slice of apprentice that Ibra had saved from the most secure son was now pregnant and was seen so clearly.
"MIKHAIL???!!" ibra shouted in great anger, he approached Mikhail and landed a hard slap on his son's smooth face.
PLAQUES
"You're like this? Hm?"
"Sorry, Pa ak ...."
PLAQUES
Not yet had time to finish the conversation, Ibra again landed his palm on his left cheek. The slap on both sides was unusually strong even Mikhail had a headache.
"You're a real badjinger, Mikhail ... Why did Papa repeat your mistake?!!"
"Boy!! Enough, don't torture him." Kanaya's head became increasingly ill and ended up losing balance.
"Kanaya!! Look at you, Mikhail .. open your eyes!!" Had Kanaya not fallen, perhaps the corner of Mikhail's lips would have been bleeding.
Tbc
Please pray yes, today I will pass through a historic day and is the last struggle. I'm up three. This savings Chapter from yesterday, if the ga penetrated 400 likes tomorrow-tomorrow up 1 ajah.🌚
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