My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 31 - Liars

The promise is only to help Amara to the bathroom, but in fact she also took another bath. Shakil was not that strong in fact, the faith of Shakil which was believed to be thicker than Mikhail no longer occurred when he saw Amara's body under the water.

Pain from his first meeting last night was even still felt, Syakil again added the pain to Amara. Although his wife shed tears, Syakil could not hold her back and the sentence could not bear this morning just gone.

"It hurts a lot?"

"Banget-banget-banget-banget!!" amara answered sharply and then pinched her husband's arm so small that it created a more painful sensation.

"I'm sorry, Ra .. Salahin Juno is."

"Juno who?" Amara pursed her lips while wiping the tears that are now still out because it feels painful for Amara.

"She, you're sick because of her, right?"

Completely without feeling guilty and as if innocent, Syakil pointed to his little sister in front of Amara. The more make Amara amused alone, he really wanted to hit something that was behind the Syakil towel.

"Oh, yes still you do it .. use it on him."

"But he's the one who made you sick, mad at him." It is still so hard that Shakil's stance says if he is innocent.

"It's yours, if you don't want it, he won't act either, Syakil."

They argued, debating about Juno's mistake. Such an important conversation, Amara defended while Syakil remained convinced that all this was purely Juno's fault.

"I'm sorry, let me see here" said Syakil kneeling and about to widen Amara's legs to ascertain how he is now.

"No, what to see again."

She refused, Amara actually gave up if this time Syakil dared to steal the opportunity from her again. The man was still pushy accompanied by endless laughter, he thought this was funny or how.

"Don't argue, open," said Syakil did not accept rejection, his wife who is now sitting on the edge of the bed can only resign when Syakil slightly forced him.

"Why is this so?"

Syakil gawking when he saw the valuable assets owned by Amara is now flushed due to his actions. He doesn't think it's that brutal, why is it worrying like this, he thought.

"U-already, give me my pants," pinta Amara reached out her hand, since the bath was indeed Syakil asked Amara to be silent and she who prepared all the clothes for him.

"You still embarrassed?"

Embarrassed? Clearly, he might not be ashamed when Syakil still looked at his own with a worried look. Maybe Syakil just realized maybe with the consequences of the attack bertili he gave.

"I'm worried, should we go to the doctor?"

Amara shook her head quickly, you crazy bastard!! How could Amara have a face in the presence of a doctor in this situation. The exit that Syakil gave her did not make Amara calm at all.

"Why? Why-why how?"

For whatever reason she was not, Amara was reluctant and she preferred to hold back than her pain was known to many.

"No need to heal by yourself."

"I asked Mikhail, then" said Syakil, making Amara very tight. He was ashamed of the doctor, especially of Mikhail.

"Otherwise that one, don't ever talk about this to anyone .. especially Mikhail." Amara begged this time, really this is a tremendous threat in her life.

"But you're in pain, Ra. How angry is she?" Syakil is a little worried Amara will convey this to the real mama

"No way, we are both silent" said Amara then brushed Syakil's hand there.

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"Shut up, let me."

Syakil restrains Amara's body, who is about to reach for her clothes. Willing to refuse but can not because Syakil did not give permission for him to wear his own clothes.

Amara sighed softly, she was just in pain there, not a stroke. Why did Syakil even help her wear clothes like this.

"Quickly, Syakil .. when is it finished?"

"Behold, Ra, the hook is wrong."

There are so many Syakil dramas, not making Amara's steps faster but vice versa.

"Old ah, I'm alone," Amara's pinta began to slouch, until when she waited for her bra for almost five minutes.

"Wait, Amara. Patience a little what's wrong," said Syakil sighed softly, his wife who always revolted like this actually made his concentration disturbed.

"Then my hair was dry like this" said Amara.

"Ck, the bra is ugly .. Where to buy it? This quality is why it is sold," said Syakil upset himself because he did not also manage to pair the magic glasses.

"You can't, that's why here."

Having previously argued over Juno, now they are debating the bra issue. Yes, it seems like their household heresy will be much debated.

Tok tok tok tok

Habit once, why should there be this disruption when Syakil is focusing on his work.

"So, I'll open the door first." Even though he was that sorry, Syakil still took the time to open the door for a while.

Chequelek

"God!! Why go to my room?!!"

He panicked when he saw who was now in front of him. Mikhail clasped his chest while whistling, I don't know what he meant.

"New shower? Whoa, how's my sister-in-law, Syakil?" mikhail asked casually but really made Syakil feel depressed.

"It's none of your business" Shakil said bitterly because Mikhail's presence really irritated him to the ends of his hair.

"It is my business, as a good mentor I must also make sure that the student does not make fatal mistakes? Did last night go well?"

Mikhail raised his eyebrows, he was teasing the younger brother who had just felt how to be the perfect man.

"Hm, what do you want? You're asking for a fee, right?"

Guess what Mikhail meant to tease her this afternoon. As a good sister, she clearly understood the character of her brother.

"Hahah could have been, I'm not that cute, Syakil .. borrow a car, Zia crave a walk together to Bogor but use all purple, and my car is not purple."

On behalf of Zia cravings, even though it is Mikhail who has been targeting Syakil's favorite car for a long time. The car that he only used a few times at fantastic prices was forced to give for a while for this man to disappear from the presence of Syakil immediately.

"So, I'll get the key."

"I'm coming along" he said, going forward and as quickly as possible Syakil pushed Mikhail's body, completely devoid of manners, Syakil thought.

"Wait here!!" syakil's decree intentionally suppressed his words.

"Yes, why does it look? Brother-in-law hasn't got any clothes on, has she?"

"You want to die, brother?" Syakil clucked in annoyance and this was the most real entertainment for Mikhail.

Tbc