The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 90 - Night-Evening Karma

Left wrong right is also wrong, since his wife wants what? Mikhail remained patient with him in search of a position. Kanaya said, getting pregnant is not that easy. As a husband, Mikhail must understand and never sleep before his wife falls asleep. Yes, such are the lightning materials that Mikhail often received while still with his parents.

"It's still hot?"

Zia nodded, but Mikhail was shivering and was now wearing a thick jacket to make himself okay. Hugged wrong, but not hugged wrong. Mikhail had a night gone awry no matter what his sins were during the day.

"Don't let go, Mas."

"She said it was sultry, so hugged or not actually?" mikhail asked later, he was at a loss for himself facing Zia at this moment.

"Hugs, but Masnya do not wear any jacket," whined Zia with eyes that began to shut but have not found her comfortable position.

"Cold brass, Zia ... What did you enter? It's this cold still say sultry?"

Mikhail could not stop thinking, for whatever reason this was very cold. She shivered and Zia even intended to take off all her clothes.

"This is because Mas who does not allow me to take a shower, so this is it!!"

True too, worried that his wife caught wind because the weather was heavy rain this afternoon, not to mention fatigue looking for the address of Suep which turned out to be moving the place of sale is the reason Mikhail forbade her to take a bath even though Zia had whined. Yes, a lifetime may be just this time there is someone who even regulates his freedom.

"Hoaaah, Mas time gabby get off the shirt too? You're not crazy."

"Jeez, change his clothes but don't take off.. wait for Mas to find first."

The scrape was still red, and Zia was already challenging nature. If it gets in the wind again how, thought Mikhail. The man passed by to look for clothes that could make Zia comfortable.

Tonight Zia is tired, while Mikhail can hug his wife without clothes. He was afraid of the powerless restraint and made his wife even more helpless, his faith a little sane this time when his body was cold.

"She usually likes this, otherwise get pregnant Mas beat you up, Zia."

Mikhail took the most suitable mainstay negligee for his wife this time, if he obeyed his nap honestly the atmosphere was already amazingly supportive. But Zia who is tired and uncomfortable makes Mikhail try to hold back, fearing that Zia's mood will get worse if she is forced.

With long steps he approached his wife. How surprised Mikhail was when his wife had taken off her long pajamas, sitting so agitatedly waiting for Mikhail to bring another shirt for him.

The blanket was already scattered on the floor as if it was worthless, Zia was possessed by a dragon or how Mikhail himself did not understand. His wife asked for a bath at night and it was an absolute ban that she would never allow.

"Nih his shirt," said Mikhail handed over a negligee that he almost threw away because he did not like to see it.

"Can you wear this?" tanya Zia looked up, looking at the handsome face of her husband who looked shivering even her lips turned blue.

"May tonight," Mikhail replied gently, it seems like the thing he banned is something Zia really likes.

Zia did not lie, it seemed that it was sultry because sweat soaked her forehead and face. Gently Mikhail wiped it, Zia's broken hair made Mikhail feel uncomfortable on his own.

"Tomorrow a haircut yes," said Mikhail while tying Zia's long hair, whether he might not be uncomfortable, thought Mikhail astonished.

"I don't want to!! Mas who should have a haircut, it's long so .. same crest began to grow, tajem."

The intention of his wife's heart to cut her hair was precisely he who got sprayed. Mikhail wasn't on purpose, he just hasn't had a chance. No longer answered because Zia's words were true.

Is his job done? Of course not yet, the pajamas that Zia took off and threw just about should be put into the dirty laundry basket. Not to mention his wife who was suddenly thirsty had to be taken cold water, not only that Zia wanted a stomach booster because of sudden hunger. If asked how it feels, it's obviously a bit of a hassle..

"Drink, slowly get her clothes wet."

"Thank you, I'll sleep first .. I'll turn my plate back on myself."

"Well, the drink is over .. How dong?"

Yes forced, Mikhail had to go back and forth and he did not mind. Although his eyes had turned red, but to sleep Mikhail could not bear. Just yesterday he made Zia spend the night alone playing ludo because Mikhail overslept.

"Wait, I'll get you again. Don't sleep first, you haven't had a drink, Zia." His wife had looked sleepy even chewed on her last piece of bread as if she was tired.

"Heem, spit it out."

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"He's really a girl? Why so cruel?"

As he walked up the stairs he thought, why Zia often tormented him for so long. Although it was not Zia who asked, still all he did for his wife. In fact, according to Bima's confession, if pregnant girls are usually not too difficult. However, why Zia is different and has been acting a little bit lately.

Chequelek

"Zia?"

His wife disappeared, called out only in silence and obviously this made Mikhail confused. The lights are off too, if it sleeps then where, Mikhail thought.

"Honey .. Where are you?"

Mikhail turned on the room lamp, again he could only sigh slowly when he saw his wife lying on the floor with one leg up on the edge of the bed.

"Zia, why is he sleeping here?"

Her lips were still even straws of jam, eating in a mess and according to Mikhail this was adorable. Never mind waking up, Zia was still so sound that she even started snoring. As fast as that, he fell asleep if he found a comfortable position, and was full.

"Zeco."

"Eeeuuunnghhhhh, yougo!! There .... the fur is much, the cerem."

"What?" mikhail asked pulling the corners of his lips and was almost blown away by this.

He was delirious, not surprised because this was common. It seems that it can no longer be saved. Mikhail carried his wife very carefully, afraid she would be disturbed and she would not sleep until morning.

"Oh my God, are you taking revenge or what? Hm?"

Mikhail poked Zia in the stomach so slowly, tonight she was completely tormented. Mikhail was cold but the blanket should not be on the bed, even Zia wanted him to take off his clothes as well. Less what is his suffering as a prospective papa.

"Hi! It doesn't matter if you're a girl, honey .. don't be mad anymore." Strange indeed, after returning from the hospital Zia did start acting, even though it had been so before but today was unusually severe.

**Tbc

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