My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 18 - Fear of Amara.

"Why I'm getting so tight, the feeling from yesterday I didn't do anything."

Just being a bride, at most that's the reason she has a backache. However, the pain is prolonged and this is increasingly felt. Wait, why does it feel a little familiar, thought Amara then stopped her steps.

This afternoon in the room only he was alone, Syakil left him in the middle of a nap. Wanting to avoid the process of bathing together again, the woman quickly cleaned up before her husband entered.

Brakes

Intentionally shutting herself in the bathroom, Amara wanted to make sure of something first. The aches and pains that he felt were getting crazier after waking up.

"HUH?!!! HOW CANAAAAAAAA!!!"

Surprised, panicked even now he was in the fog when his eyes found red patches that he often encountered every month.

"Wait, is this fleck like people say or why?"

Amara even believed that if she was pregnant, obviously after seeing it she was worried while she was tight. A miscarriage? What might have to complain to Syakil, thought Amara.

She had no experience of this, let alone the people Amara knew no one had ever miscarried. Where did he know what it felt like, clearly at this time his stomach was wrapped around, his waist ached and crazed which he could not reveal even his lips looked pale.

"Calm down, Amara .. but I'm late for the month, what if I really miscarry?"

Gray pregnancy that she did not want at first, but now Amara just ketar-ketar and her chest raged when she realized the possibility of miscarriage could have happened.

"Must say, Shakil must know!!"

Amara is a panicked woman who can no longer think. His eyes are already glazed, it will not be funny a few days married and then miscarried.

Her bathing intention just disappeared, Amara immediately put on her clothes back and ran to look for the whereabouts of Syakil. Lucky for the goddess Fortuna was approaching him, Amara met Syakil when he was not so far looking.

"Syakil .. we need to talk."

"Hm? Already awake? Very quickly," said Syakil who was about to enter his room, the man pulled the corner of his lips to see his wife's clothes are now upside down.

"Go in, this is important."

After being pulled by his wife, although honestly he was very happy if Amara was this natural without making up. Syakil followed where Amara wanted to go, and now the man looked at Amara questioningly when he realized his wife's eyes looked teary.

"You crying? What's wrong, Honey?"

"I ...."

"I'm bleeding, my stomach is wrapped around me and my waist hurts too .. Why am I? If I'm pregnant, then what am I?"

JEDUARS

Like lightning in broad daylight, Syakil was transfixed as if he had lost half his life when he heard Amara's words. The cry of Amara could be Syakil's cry as well, obviously the reason for their cry would be different.

"Da-rah? Much, Honey?" syakil asked later, he was equally anxious.

"Slightly, maybe as wide as the palm .. translucent also in my pants a little, but not up in bed linen."

For Amara who is indeed doubtful about her condition between being pregnant or not clearly confused. However, for Syakil who knew his wife at all he did not touch that night was clearly able to answer what Amara is now experiencing.

"You're pale, sick huh?"

Amara nodded, the pain this time was indeed more incredible. He was holding on to Syakil's arm, but the pain became more and more.

"We just go to the hospital .. if my womb why-why how? Do you want him?"

Oh***, Amara ... Your questions are truly torturous.

To the doctor, who would be trapped in this situation was her. Syakil was thinking how he would answer the wife's question later. Maybe in this second and now Amara will suspect if she miscarried, but if tomorrow morning it is clear that she will realize that what she experienced is normal for a woman.

"Sure, why are you silent?"

"Relax, Honey .. said Mama spotting is the same as flek and it is commonly experienced by pregnant women."

He's nagging? Sure oes. Where does he understand such a thing. While Amara had never known anything of this kind before, she believed it because she had heard it from one of her friends.

"But my stomach hurts, I swear."

Syakil drew his wife in his arms, his sweat wet and it seemed to be very sick indeed. She came in the month but it was like she was about to give birth, it was only natural that Amara thought this was a sign of miscarriage.

"Calm down, take a breath .. throw it away, don't pressurize his stomach. Everything's gonna be okay, Amara."

"Sick, Mama," said Amara, she shedding her tears, her pain passed and getting sicker as she woke up from her sleep.

"I'm here, why call Mama? Call my name, Amara ... complain to me, darling," he whispered then kissed Amara's forehead, although he was sleeping because of the fear that since yesterday haunting now really came not picked up.

Tbc