The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 58 - Messed Everything.

"Ck, it's just that small when," Zia murmured softly, more into actual grumbling. Forced yet still he did, and this became Mikhail's gap to wrap his hands around his waist.

"Take it off yourself" said Zia then passed and put Mikhail's suit into the dirty clothes.

Failing again, Mikhail thought Zia's heart was better and it wasn't at all. His wife chose to pass out after making Mikhail shut up, he hit the wind because of his annoyance.

"Well!! Your mouth is so insolent, Mikhail!! It seems Adrian's speech is correct."

Mikhail had such a monologue that the man cursed himself. Frequent fights with the man made Adrian consider him as a brash and uneducated child, a joke but after he realized it seemed to be true.

"Ck, it should have been bigger."

Had no other choice, this afternoon it seemed like he really had to be independent. It's okay, if you wait for Zia to come back it looks like until dawn she won't take a bath.

For a moment to enjoy the cold water on his body, maybe Zia just needs real time. Although honestly Mikhail did not really understand how to persuade women who are still so young as Zia how, all this time he had always been in a relationship with a woman who was quite mature. In addition, he also never cared if they wanted to be angry or crazy, but now Zia is his wife who is clearly different.

"It's so annoying, did Zidan feel this way?" Mikhail doesn't think that a boy like Zidan has to deal with the anger of his partner in a Zia-like way.

Too busy thinking about his wife, he was wrong to use his shampoo. Naturally the aroma was different, Mikhail quickly read the instructions for use on the packaging because he felt the aroma was different even though familiar to him.

"Shit!! Why would Zia put it here, too" said Mikhail quickly rinsing his hair.

Mikhail again ascertained whether he might have misread, but what happened was so. The cleaning sensitive part of his wife he used as a shampoo and it was quite a lot, naturally less busses than usual, Mikhail thought.

"Sweep leaf extract? Hahah shit .. I miss him because of this thing."

Mikhail's contaminated brain was so easy to think in the right direction. He was misbehaved and actually enjoyed the aroma before then he returned to his original place.

He could completely forget the fact that Zia was that angry with him. His faith was unusually thin, the man's life was indeed dominated by the pleasure and comfort of a woman like her.

Leaving behind Mikhail who was focused on his busy life, Zia now approached Kanaya to do what was her duty. He did get used to helping Rani even though she just wiped the dustless spoon.

Kanaya tries to speak carefully to Zia, she understands her daughter-in-law cannot be constituted at all. Slowly he spoke from heart to heart, not to defend his son. However, Kanaya does not want them to drag on and her son will be angry in other ways later.

"Sorry, Zia ... Mama has been trying, since childhood Mama and Papa taught her manners and keep every word, but when adults the influence of the environment makes Mikhail slowly change," explained Kanaya regretfully, if it could be repeated maybe 6 years when Mikhail was an adult he would be focused on a Mikhail.

Zia sighed softly, it was true that Mikhail complained and asked for support. Unfortunately, Zia's heart has not been touched even though Kanaya has intervened.

"You have the right to be angry, Zia .. because all this time she did not have the power if the angry one was Mama, maybe with your anger she will change later."

Kanaya didn't force Zia to forgive Mikhail right then and there. He also understood how sensitive women like Zia, pregnancy that is getting bigger and moving is difficult then hear the thing that pinches his heart will obviously affect his mood.

"Zia wasn't angry, Ma, maybe Mikhail didn't mean to go there, but I was offended."

Mikhail did it, and he also said the no-no in front of Zia who was pregnant with her child. Burying the fact that Zia had actually done it a long time ago, since the beginning she was as afraid that someone would offend her. Today Mikhail made him feel that way again.

"Mama understand, but the anger is not too long yes .. Kasian, your baby must need his Papa at all times right?"

"Yes, Ma."

Zia was still lazy to talk, although she did not promise when the two of her would forgive Mikhail that easily. For God's sake it felt like he wanted to possess food for Mikhail with slices of demonic chili, unfortunately who could not eat spicy not only Mikhail but also Syakil and Ibra. How disrespectful would he be if caught making in-laws faint, Zia thought.

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Nearly two hours later, Zia had not returned and Mikhail had grown tired of waiting for his wife. Usually Zia would ride to take her to dinner, and she was still waiting until this moment.

"Ck, you know.. She's as good as she is, I'm a step-husband or what?"

Make her own terms, where she finds the term stephusband. The man gave up in the end, until when he waited and now chose to go down by himself because his stomach had been demoed since.

Chequelek

"Geez!"

Luckily his head was not hit by the door, Mikhail clucked when he realized that it was Syakil, not Zia. Very lazy to taste, his appetite disappeared immediately saw the flat face of Syakil in front of him.

"Ck, awaited .. dinner is delayed just because it's waiting for you, Den." Syakil called him like Ningsih to the older brother, as an expression of annoyance because of the task of calling Mikhail from the mother.

"No need, I can get off on my own without getting picked up."

"Look, the proof is up to ten minutes Brother has not come down as well," replied Syakil would not lose, if only for thinking of Kasian Zia, for whatever sake he was reluctant to call Mikhail for dinner this evening.

"Why isn't my wife riding? My appetite is gone now," he said, which further upset Syakil amazingly.

"Sir Zia is pregnant, Brother should be a husband do not spoiled .. independent little can."

"Ck, shut up, Syakil! From then on I was also independent," ketus Mikhail preceded Syakil who had volunteered to pick him up tonight.

Mikhail slightly dashed down the stairs, his eyes looking towards Zia who was already sitting sweetly there. His eyes were still the same, looking relaxed yet without a smile on him.

"What are you doing anyway? Take a shower that long, don't spoil it, Mikhail." Ibra spoke firmly to her son, while still in Mikhail's womb at least a lot of work, for some reason now different.

"Hm, sorry."

Day of Siall for Mikhail, after Zia and Kanaya. The Papa is equally sensational, whether Ibra also understands the problem, thought Mikhail suddenly worried Ibra will make him die of fleas tonight.

Tbc