The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 98 - You Are Different

"Khail wait!!"

Shitt, why should you meet at a time like this. Mikhail clenched his hand as the woman was completely reckless to approach him, deliberately dispelling and standing before Mikhail.

"Is it true you're married?"

The woman smiled bitterly at Zia who was now in Mikhail's grasp. A few months ago he approached Mikhail, only that Mikhail's recognition as a married man was not so he believed.

"Knowing you?"

As a person who did not understand anything, clearly Zia was confused by herself. What happened and why Mikhail avoided the beautiful woman so much.

"No, wrong people may."

He did not want to get back to know, Mikhail said a few months ago if the intention to return was a big mistake. No matter if the woman's intentions were good or something, Mikhail obviously didn't want to know anything else about her.

"You hate that much, huh, Khail? I just want to say hello to your wife, nothing more."

"What's important? My wife is forbidden to know cheap women like you."

"Maas ...."

Zia was surprised by what came out of Mikhail's lips. Though there are several other buyers and Mikhail does not think it will make his interlocutors feel embarrassed or how. Mikhail whom Zia knew was not like this, his mouth was not as sharp as it was degrading women.

"Let's go, Zia."

I swear, Mikhail's speech successfully made Sera gaping. Mikhail really changed, when the last meeting he was not this wise, why now it is like this, thought Sera.

Just getting to know, say hello or shake hands will never allow Mikhail. He really hated Sera down to his bones. Especially when he finds a replacement figure that is certainly better, obviously he will not see Sera even if only a fingernail.

Without further ado Mikhail left in front of Sera who was now at war with shame after being sprayed with Mikhail's spicy mouth. In fact, his intention was just to say hello and get to know Mikhail's wife. However, it seems that the man really does not want to be disturbed a little.

"He's still the same, lucky to be hers."

Sera's eyes were still following where Mikhail's direction had passed, the man had completely ravaged his soul. Four years ago Sera had been in the position of Zia, preferably, hands always held and treatment as sweet as it ever felt Sera.

Unfortunately, he was wasting a man as good as Mikhail just for the sake of another man teaching him pleasure in bed. Willing to regret how else, the rice has become porridge and the pleasure that he once glorified in fact is not always beautiful even now the man of his choice to throw Sera like garbage.

Sera only sighed softly, how many items she had to tidy up because Mikhail did not buy them. Living again starting from the bottom and trying to be independent by working as a cashier in this place is indeed quite difficult for a Sera who is accustomed to foya-foya from a man's balance.

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While on the other hand, Mikhail actually took Zia away. Not just moving store but moving to another mall. Zia had chosen to be silent and was reluctant to ask first because it seemed that Mikhail's mood was really bad after meeting the woman.

"Your ex, huh, Mom?"

In the end Zia was unable to hold back her curiosity any longer. If not to Mikhail then to whom else did he ask, Zia thought.

"Not."

"What yes? But why would he be, if not? He just wants to kill me, he said."

"Just the past, Zia ... I don't want a traitor like he knows you."

"What betrayal?"

The scent of infidelity in the past, Zia was more curious and would keep asking until Mikhail was honest. Although it was quite difficult to make the man open his mouth, finally now he was willing to also say what happened.

"Why is it so similar, Mom."

After hearing how treachery Sera committed. Suddenly Zia was a little flushed, this was exactly the story even though Zia betrayed Zidan not in the name of love.

"What looks like?"

"Take me .. traitor."

Mikhail thought for a moment. True too, she was a victim of betrayal that made a woman a traitor as well. Although the way is different still the point is the same, it's just that for Mikhail Zia is not a cheap woman and honestly among many women, Zia is quite difficult and so expensive that she can get.

"That's different, Zia ... he betrayed Mas because Mas used to be no good at rocking and never buy him in bed, you're not so?"

A little amused he heard Mikhail's reply. Why can you think of a frontal answer, even though he was willing to not talk.

"Maybe."

"So maybe, now Mas asked if you go to Mas because Zidan never sleeps? No, Zia."

"Oh!! Don't be too hard."

"Let's be clear, because you're precious in Mas's eyes."

Perhaps in the eyes of others Zia was no different from the other women. Equally willing to be touched by another man even though he has overcome hope with his lover. But in Mikhail's eyes his wife was not so. Once he heard the phrase "Murahan" about his wife he would be that angry.

Forget about that, now Mikhail is trying to improve his mood. Just like earlier there was no limit to everything Zia wanted. Unfortunately, because it is too free the wife forgot herself until now almost everything she attracted she bought.

Mikhail pulled the corner of his lips when Zia always displayed her neat teeth as a thank you when Mikhail nodded every time he asked for approval.

It was Mikhail's turn to decide what he wanted. Zia snorted angrily and pinched Mikhail's stomach as the man showed black-colored lingerie with a grin as usual.

"Why is it always what you want, at home there is so much less time too."

Little wonder also actually, if the husbands often give gifts of bags or jewelry, another case with Mikhail. According to Mikhail it is a mandatory shirt and mostly only disposable, that is the reason Mikhail always gives Zia the sacred service clothes with a lot of each time.

"Make a change that yesterday was ripped," whispered Mikhail softly right in Zia's ear, the woman met in red but was about to reject him also could not.

"Whatever."

"Rarely whatever?"

The trick question, usually Mikhail will be more delicious if he has got permission with the word whatever.

"Yes sure, anyways strange pregnant wife bought it was mute."

"Make a collection, five more months Mas make sure you're exactly the girl again, Zia." His word collection? Sure enough, among the unique hobbies of antique collecting men while he hobbies the collection of illicit clothes, Zia is really inexhaustible.

Tbc