The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 60 - Dare to Do, Accept the Consequences.

In the state of Zia who was silent Mikhail was made crazy. It was like an endless opium, Mikhail did it gently and rhythmically following his heart rate.

"Don't get up first, Zia .. wrong yourself you were angry a long time ago," Mikhail said in between his busyness.

No matter how easy Mikhail did, no matter how quiet Zia slept, she was still aware of the shaking of some of the ricther scale. Zia was stirring so frantically and looking for Mikhail beside her, maybe she really thought this was an earthquake.

"Aarrrgggghh!! Mpp ...."

His consciousness was still in the air, he was dreaming of being lulled in Mikhail's seduction. Now he woke up to see a large figure so close to him, he suddenly shouted so loudly that Mikhail panicked and smothered his wife's mouth.

"Shuut, Honey! Quiet." Calm."

Not once was Mikhail like this, before they were married he had done it too but it was not this close. Zia is exactly a rape victim*an now, Mikhail did not stop his movement even though Zia was that scared and thought it was a thief.

"That's all right!! What are you?!!"

Zia kept Mikhail's hand shut, his anger not even finished, and now he dared to throw tantrums.

"You want to go to jail? It's abuse pregnant mothers know?!!"

"What harassment? It's my right, what's wrong?"

The man laughed heartily, feeling absolutely no guilt. Zia still had a hand that she could use to pinch Mikhail's arm because she was difficult to pull his body.

"I don't allow it, Mas ... maen entered as good as a bidat," said Zia with her lips that advanced a few centi, instead of thinking her husband was laughing endlessly.

"Not coming in, you know where?"

"It feels!!"

"But it's not, Zia."

Once a liar to him, his wife was no longer such a foolish little child and believed that his words were true. Although Zia's apparent abdominal closure is aware that Mikhail is attacking her.

"Ck, it's over there, Mom! Are you tired of moving?" He could only cluck softly, wanting to get angry but this Mikhail always made him crumble again actually.

"Don't move, Zia .. responsibility, a little more."

Mikhail held back his wife's hip, Zia wanted to fend but Mikhail moved before his wife completely broke free.

"Bodo very," said Zia patted Mikhail's chest quite strongly, during the wedding may be a sensation for Mikhail.

"Refuse the sinful husband, dear."

In the name of sin, he made Zia helpless and had no power to resist. While diving to drink water, Mikhail was taking advantage of the situation to make his wife melt tonight.

"But the husband also can not force if his wife does not want to, I am still angry you realize anyway?"

Zia continues to grumble while Mikhail survives and fights for his rights tonight. Not only is Zia's chest tight but the core part as well.

"Wherever at least find a way to let his wife not be angry, not steal tingling."

Mikhail no longer listened to his wife's babbling, he looked for other ways to get Zia to melt in his cradle. It was quite easy for Mikhail to find a sensitive spot and make his wife let out her beautiful voice.

"What does he want now? I'll stop if I'm still angry."

Siallan, it is very smart to play the heart of women. Mikhail's threats have always been this, threatening to leave in his unfortunate moments. The man had indeed always managed to make someone who had previously refused to be asking in the end.

"Don't" Zia's pinta held Mikhail's wrist as she was about to let go, just a threat but actually made Zia as scared as she was to lose.

Too wet, stopping in the middle of both will be equally dizzy. To hell with the anger a few hours ago, what they wanted was in fact the same when they met with this situation.

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Brugh

The drowsiness that had haunted Zia, now disappeared just like that. He was indeed uninterrupted by his sleep, probably going to wake up in a long time.

Mikhail turned his head and stared fixedly at Zia who was also looking at him, since the wife wiped the sweat on her face. Yaps, it was as easy as it made Zia melt and let out her anger.

"Still angry?" mikhail asked softly, judging from what his wife did Zia was not angry anymore.

"No more," he answered briefly, torturing Mikhail for nearly eight hours in silence seemed to have been quite an exaggeration.

"Don't be angry like that again huh, Mas tormented Zia."

Being ignored by a thousand others seemed better than being ignored by his wife. Mikhail brushed aside his wife's slightly disheveled haircut from the sweat on his forehead.

"Your mouth is also not as reckless as before, not only me but others as well."

Mikhail nodded slowly, a lesson that was truly valuable to him this time around. The mouth that cannot be conditioned seems to have to be kept as well as possible.

Not even fifteen minutes later, Mikhail was already drowsy and his eyes were beginning to shrink at this moment. The thing that Zia dislikes the most, Mikhail messes up his sleep but it is Mikhail who sleeps first as well.

"Don't sleep!! It's good, open his eyes."

If Zia would usually let her husband sleep first, another case with this time. You can be sure Zia will be able to sleep a few more hours if it has been disturbed like this.

"You want some more?" mikhail asked with a smile, his eyes were red but Zia did not want to make Mikhail go back to sleep tonight.

"Don't be left asleep, you're this habit .. You wake up, you're the one who dies too."

"Congratulations, Zia .. have you not?" Mikhail forced his eyes to be able to look at Zia with a state of mindfulness.

"Not yet, Mas don't sleep yet, I'm afraid to be alone."

Right too, it's already night and outside starts to sound raindrops. Zia does not like the dark combined with the rain and solitude, Mikhail turns on his room lights now to make his wife calm before going to bed.

"Still scared?"

"No, but Mas still can not sleep first .. in the dramas usually a new husband sleeps when his wife is asleep," explained Zia so demanding and hope her husband will behave like that.

"Hm, don't worry." Even though his eyes are sleepy, he makes sure his wife sleeps first tonight.

A few minutes passed, Zia had not shown any signs that she was going to sleep. The woman was still busy playing with Mikhail's hair that was getting longer somehow she would cut her wavy hair.

"Mas, which shampoo? Why is the smell different."

"Your shampoo," answered Mikhail still faithfully staring fixedly at his wife, so difficult to take his gaze away from Zia for even a minute.

"My shampoo? Which one?" Feeling a little strange, as this was similar to the fragrance of her feminine soap.

"Brown, the little one's like this."

"Huh? That would make it .. Why do you wear hair? It's not a shampoo, my God," Zia said in a panic but still as gentle as that.

"Surge, Zia! I love the smell."

"Mas abisin?"

"Almost." The answer was honest and it was real Mikhail almost spent it.

"Cock almost? What the hell are you doing? I bought it a week ago!" angered Zia heard Mikhail's casual reply saying that his soap was running out.

"Tomorrow to buy again, don't be angry."

"Ck, you mah ... buy now can not?"

"That's right, Zia! It's night, sweetie .. raining too, are you that same old Mas? Hm?"

"Come on, Mom, go for a walk! We haven't been out in a long time, it's only 11 o'clock." It seems it was wrong that he woke up Zia tonight.

"Boy!! Don't pretend to be asleep, I'm gouging his eyes!" whinek Zia then, if you have the desire usually must be right then and tonight he misses being outside with Mikhail.

Tbc