My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 32 - Candy

Equally beginners, Syakil searched in various articles related to Amara's condition. Since there was no way he would ask Mikhail this, it was not only Amara who was embarrassed but it could be Syakil who was heavily peddled by the older brother later.

"Where are you going?"

Syakil put down his phone as soon as Amara was about to get out of bed. Since this afternoon, Syakil really treated Amara like a sick person, only to be silent beside her without doing anything.

"Hunger, I can eat first, right?"

Too attentive to the pain to forget that it is almost afternoon. Syakil's eyes were bulging when he heard Amara's stomach.

"Oh my God, I forgot you haven't eaten .. We didn't have breakfast?"

Unfortunately the fate of Amara, after last night was made helpless plus the morning seemed to run out of energy, now Syakil just forgot something as important as that.

"Yes, it's not."

Amara pursed her lips, the man did not immediately invite his wife to lunch but chuckled endlessly.

"Sorry, darling .. I completely forgot," Syakil said regretfully, he could forget because he always felt full until this moment, what a strange thing.

Amara clucked bitterly, actually Syakil really does not care or how. In this situation, he wanted to be embraced by the prince of England even though he could still feel hungry.

Cup

"I'm sorry, Honey."

Apologies for a million modes. Syakil again stole the opportunity on Amara's thin lips, his silent blink made Amara speechless.

Treat him as sweet as possible, at least just kiss .. no need to ask permission or look at him for too long, even if he considers messum no problem, after all you are entitled to him.

True, Syakil is entitled as Mikhail stated. Not getting a reply does not matter, because women if newly married have not dared to act. Yes, that was roughly the message Mikhail only Syakil read without any intention of replying to him.

"Sweet," praised Syakil gently, his wife still looked up and looked at Syakil questioningly. Maybe it's surprising why her husband suddenly like this, although it's possible Syakil is also a normal man in general, but this is quite surprising.

"My lips are not fruit" said Amara later, the man laughing discordantly feeling his wife's answer was too laughable.

"Yes, but this is candy."

Regretting Amara's English lessons often skipped because he did not like it too much. Now, expressions from foreign languages so often he got.

"Slow down, it still seems to hurt a lot."

"Yeah, I haven't been able to walk fast either" Amara said briefly, densely and quite clearly.

The second step was really slow, Amara was still a little difficult, but refused to be carried. While Syakil did not have the heart if he had to leave it.

"I told you to eat it let me just get it, Ra."

Overdoing it, Amara only sighed softly when Syakil held his shoulder with a reason to worry the wife staggered.

Far from the existence of Syakil and Amara, in the residence of Mikhail now the twins are fighting because the motorcycles that became Sean's favorite drowned in the pool.

Kanaya who was not that strong anymore felt tired from facing these two grandchildren. Really, for whatever sake they are amazingly terrible.

"Oma Sean's motorbike sank takein," whine Sean as good as jidat, already understand his omanya can not swim still asking for it.

"Wait for your Papa yes, Oma is afraid .. anyways why can you enter the pool so?" kanaya asked inexhaustible why could such a thing happen.

"Zean is throwing, get angry now, Oma!!"

"Hadeeuh don't yell, Sean .. Oma's ears hurt, you know," Kanaya said so gently and really trying to stop them being exactly like this.

"Omaaa ISS!!! Ambolin!!" Not only with speech but also with action, Sean rolled around on the floor while Zean was lying on top of people's suffering.

"Zia!! Mama wants to go home, your son is really exhausting!!" kanaya shouted unable to speak softly at this moment.

Mikhail came at the right time, if until his mission to secure the mother in this house obviously he could not ask for another gift from the younger brother.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't yell so Sean .. disrespectful his name."

Tumben once, Kanaya even gawked in disbelief at what she heard. Usually Mikhail will be quiet when Sean and Zean act, now different.

"Your child makes Mama dizzy, Khail ... enter one of them into the pesantren," said Kanaya carelessly but then became Mikhail's consideration in a matter of minutes.

"Maybe, if it's time, too" said Mikhail casually, his son now seemed calmer as Mikhail began to make his heavy voice.

"Where's papa? Mama's going home, Khail."

"Tomorrow or the day after, Ma .. I'm afraid my car will break down all," said Mikhail then, his promise to Syakil to hold the mother must really he realized.

"Why could that be?"

"Mama don't believe it? The road ahead was flooded with rain last night" said Mikhail very good at making up stories, even though he himself had just taken a car from Syakil's residence and the road was safe even though it was raining last night.

"Yes, yeah, it rained last night."

As usual, Kanaya does still believe even though her son is a big class liar whose every word is not true.

Tbc

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