
Standing in front of a short door, which he estimated was only half the door of his room in the house. With a width maybe only half the door of his room. White paint that has faded and various scribbles where - where.
' What kind of door is this? How could my Chania be at home living in such a strange place like this? '
Michael looked at meu. Absolutely can not imagine how narrow the room - the room inside.
' What was his bed like? '
Get Michael's body. If he had forgotten himself, he would have cried in that place, in front of the many bodyguards that had spread around the house.
' Come on Michael! pick up your wife and child any way! '
It was Michael's heart to knock on the door in front of him. Hands up, and ready to knock a fist on that fragile board.
If estimated, one fist of a Michael Xavier alone can destroy the door leaf and the frame. Even the surrounding walls might be blown to pieces.
Almost fists touched the door leaf with a gentle gesture. But stopped within one centimeter only.
' What if Chania refuses me? What if Chania won't accept me? '
Ask Michael in my heart.
' Michael, since when have you been such a coward! hundreds maybe even thousands of lives died at your hands! then one woman alone you can't conquer? just die you Michael! '
The grunt in the heart. To grieve the most shameful thing. Finally history will record him who has no guts to face a wife.
But the existence of the bodyguards, made him realize, it is very inappropriate for him to look like a loser like this.
Tok tok!
His fist started to knock for the first time.
Tok tok!
Back to knock when there is no answer from inside.
Sighs, wondering if Chania might know if a jerk like her is knocking on that door.
When he came back to knock, and the distance of his hand was only two inches away, Michael's instinct and sharp hearing caught the movement from inside the house until the sound of the door lock was heard.
Feelings of relief, impatience, nervousness as well as guilt mixed into one. It was as if the world was ready to collapse on its head.
The heart beats like it just ran tens of kilos of meters. Cold sweat seemed to pour from his body that suddenly stiffened. And...
Krekks!
The sound of the old door opened slowly. Michael's legs are getting shaky. But there was actually no movement from him. His eyes could not wait to see the wife behind the door.
Till...
The woman with a distended belly, straight black hair, dressed in a very simple dress stood in the doorway. Two pairs of beads meet in a straight line. When the eyes look up.
"Baby.." - Michael was barely heard. But the movement of his lips can be interpreted Chania.
Both hearts beat so fast. It was like a meeting after ten years of not meeting. The body froze, at the same time staring at the missed face.
Same - same yearn but have different views, making both of them freeze in silence. Chania holds back tears that want to drip, while Michael holds the guilt of what made Chania leave.
Don't know what to say, don't even know what to do. All that happened was to look at each other, with Chania in the house, while Michael was outside the house. The door that opens becomes the only barrier for both.
Trying to master themselves and master the situation, Chania resumed her acting. Although he knew, the man in front of him was not an easy man to lie to. Because from the look of the face alone the man can guess honestly or not.
"Sorry, looking for who, sir?" tanya Chania is speaking.
Staring fixed Chania, he did not care anymore about acting Chania. She thought, this is the right place for her and Chania to talk. Not like at the restaurant.
Without a word, he stepped foot into the narrow house. One step ...
Michael stopped right in the middle of the frame. But not with his eyes. His pair of eyes were still at the same point, the face of the Missing wife Beautiful.
"Who are you!" tanya Chania is fierce. "Don't do anything at home!" threatening Chania glanced around.
But his eyes were surprised with his lips slightly open. While seeing there are several bodyguards Michael scattered, and Jack looks to be in negotiations with the owner of the house he occupied.
Unable to say - another word. Playing with a Michael Xavier is not as easy as in his plans.
Utilizing Chania's negligence, Michael advances to make Chania push inward without being able to hold Michael's body clear - clearly stronger than her.
"Master! don't be disrespectful in my house!" chania stared intently at Michael.
Brak!
Not the answer from Michael that he heard, the door was closed by Michael.
"You want what you!" chania asked with a breath that began to sting out of fear.
Michael continued to slowly approach Chania with eyes that did not switch for a second, making Chania reflect back.
Because the narrow living room just a few steps have made Chania's back stick to the wall.
Bugs!
Both of Michael's palms clung to the wall tightly, to Chania's surprise. Confidently locking Chania's body in the middle of her hand.
Chania looks like a frightened person. Her tears just drip. The image of longing yet fear mixed into one. He clenched his distended stomach, seeking instinctive power from within.
"Why are you going, Baby?" shirih Michael.
"What do you mean?" ask Chania.
"Stop acting, Baby, you don't forget who I am.." said Michael.
"Sorry, Sir! you are wrong people!" firmly Chania looked into Michael's eyes without fear.
Michael's left hand moved, approaching Chania's cheek. With the back of her hand she tears down Chania.
"Don't touch me!" chania jolted Michael's hand. "You're really disrespectful, sir!" shout Chania.
"This cheek is mine, Baby. How can I be disrespectful when I touch it?"
"Sorry Sir! I'm sure you're wrong! please get out of my house!"
Michael closed his eyes, still in the same position. "Please.." He opened his eyes slowly. "Listen to my explanation, Baby.."
"YOU'RE WRONG, SIR!" shout Chania. "I don't know anyone as rich as you!"
"Stop your acting, Baby! stop please!" michael stared expectantly.
"Surge!" chania's jolt pushed Michael's chest. He had no words to argue with Michael. Because everything happened outside of plan.
But unfortunately, Michael's sturdy body did not move at all with the encouragement of pregnant women.
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