THE MAFIA!
Chapter 81's

It was strange to hear Michael miss his birthday.

' Does he know when I'm going to have a birthday? '

Chania still asked - asked in her heart. It feels like for now he is still reluctant to talk to Michael directly for such personal matters.

Removing her tears, trying to control herself. So that it is not that easy to fall asleep with the sentences Michael. Chania tries to escape from her husband's embrace.

"Go, Master. This place is too shabby for people like you." Chania pushed Michael's body as much as she could.

Michael breathed heavily, he let go. I don't think he can refute a word from Chania. But there was no intention of leaving the house.

"Follow me home, Baby..."

"This is my home, sir." replied Chania walking back to Michael. Approaching a small chair with only one. Because with a bulging stomach he has difficulty sitting on the floor.

Michael turned around, looking wistfully at Chania who seemed reluctant to look at him. He understood, disappointment still controlled his wife.

Michael's gaze combed through the living room which was even a much larger bathroom in his room.

Approaching the curtain, open the room behind the curtain without a door. Squeezing his eyes, holding tightness in the chest. Looking at a very narrow, worn-out room, yet it looks neat and clean. Switch to a small door that turns out to be a narrow bathroom.

The sense of tightness increasingly gnawed at his heart. I can't imagine my wife living in a house like that for four months.

Imagine what if Chania was vomiting - vomiting. Then sleep and so on done alone.

"Come on Chania, my wife. Come home with me." Michael pleaded. "This place is more than just a dwarf house."

"I'm more comfortable living in this place, sir. I'm more comfortable being Carina than Chania." Chania replied without looking at Michael.

Michael crouched down right in front of Chania. Grabbing and holding Chania's hand. Smell at the back of the hand with a deep breath. Raising his head looked expectantly at the figure of the woman who was now the ruler in his heart.

"This place is not worth your stay, Baby.." - Michael. "Trust me. I'm not as bad as you think."

Suddenly Chania's head felt dizzy, a mixed feeling, making her become confused. He pinched his temple head with his eyes closed.

"Go, Master. I have to rest." said Chania standing up from her seat with a bit of fatigue.

"Why you?" panic Michael. "Dizziness?"

"It's okay!" chani replied as she walked towards her room. "Just tired."

"We're going to the hospital!"

Chania shook her head, "I just need a break. The presence of Master makes my head dizzy."

Michael followed Chania. He forced his wife to go with him.

"Don't touch me!" cut Chania. "I'll hate you for life if you break my request!" threatening Chania, made Michael who was standing in the middle of the door freeze.

"Including if you tell someone else to touch me" he continued, thinking Michael could have asked someone else to lift him up and take him by force while he was asleep.

Breathing out giving up. Since it was true, that thought had just been seeped into his mind.

Chania laid her body on the bed, and instantly closed her eyes. He did not dare to take any headache medicine. So he thinks sleep will be the right choice to reduce dizziness in his head.

A few moments passed, instead of deep, Chania felt uncomfortable. In addition to his instincts, Michael said that if he kept looking at him, he also felt uncomfortable with his stomach. As usual, I had trouble finding a position.

Seeing Chania sleeping on her left side, repeatedly without being able to find a comfortable sleeping position frustrated Michael. He brushes his hair rough. Wreaks out the irritability and tightness in the chest.

Two hours passed, the sun began to lean west. Orange skies began to appear in several parts.

"You haven't left yet?" chania's voice surprised Michael who looked urinate - his own urgency.

"Well!" peeking Michael turned to Chania who opened his eyes.

"This house feels very stuffy to fight for air, sir."

Michael stepped closer to Chania. Enter into a narrow room whose ceiling can be touched by Michael if he raises his hand and tiptoes.

Without Michael's permission to sit on the edge of the bed. Facing Chania who was still waiting for an answer from him. He touched Chania's hand that was holding her stomach.

"I won't leave you here, Baby." said Michael. "You should know, Deborah's looking for us. I leave the office almost every day. And it made Deborah look for you" Michael said. "If he finds you without me, you'll be easily carried."

Chania speechless. Slightly stunned and afraid of what he heard. But the expression was disguised to deceive Michael. He just kept focusing on Michael trying to explain.

"When I rebel, he intends to take you forcibly." continued Michael. "You know, Papa asked me to find you and your twin brother. Because Papa said, if you're united, Deborah will lose."

"What does the great Lord Frederick mean?"

"I don't know either, Baby. I promise, there won't be a single part of your body that he can take!"

Explanation after explanation was given by Michael to Chania. It got to a point, where Chania looked resigned. Because if you draw a conclusion, what explains Michael has a point.

In his mind, who would protect his two babies if not his biological father?

Burying a sense of disappointment, Chania finally gave up in her heart. He even now let Michael who started talking to his two twins in the stomach.

"He's a boy or a girl?" michael looked at his wife. The man was crouched on the floor facing his wife's stomach, while Chania tilted her body.

Chania lifted both shoulders. In fact, he knows both sexes. Even so he did not tell Michael, if in his womb there are two seeds that are developing.

The vibe of love again disturbed the recesses of his heart. When found a Michael Xavier who once refused to have children, in fact looks very admiring stomach distended. His face showed that he was very happy.

Biting the lower lip of the inside to hold so as not to look smiling or happy. Chania can't lie to her if until this moment the love for Michael is still and always will be.

"When was he born?" asked Michael again turned his wife after landing a kiss in the belly of his wife's distended.

"Maybe it won't be another three months, sir." replied Chania.

The smile on his lips faded back. Heard Chania still calling him Master.

"Stop calling me Sir. Be the Chania I knew before." Michael stared fixedly. "I miss Honey's call from you, I miss your spoiled self. You're the one who's always sulking it's not clear until I'm at a loss for what to do."

Michael's story recalls a moment a few months ago. Before the drama Chania disappeared.

Michael stroked Chania's hair dangling between her head. One hand grabbed Chania's right hand and landed a kiss for the umpteenth time.

"Be my Chania, who loves all my forms today."

A pair of eyes Chania again radiate love that he had pendam. But his lips felt lustrous. Can't say a word. Until Chania's tears dripped without a sound of sobbing.

"Don't cry, Baby.." - Michael wiped Chania's tears. "We're leaving now?" tawar Michael stared in a pair of Chania's flickering eyes.

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