My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 33 - The Last Message.

As with the course of destiny, time will not stop at one point. As soon as time passed, ready not to be ready Amara had to accept all her destiny. Without anyone other than Syakil, he only had that man for now. After feeling broken because Eva was just plain about his departure, now Amara was made to cry with the drama of Mikhail who suddenly lost both of them.

"Ck, how long are you gonna hug me, Khail?"

It had been more than ten minutes for Mikhail to hug Syakil tightly while his mouth did not stop lamenting the departure of Syakil. Even Ibra began to be careless to see the behavior of his eldest son.

"When you're alone there, especially if your life is perfect" said Mikhail, smiling bitterly, whom he had been worried about since.

Syakil's life in LA was filled with work, work and work. Mikhail learned how the life of his sister from Syakil's own personal assistant, in solitude and loneliness in the crowd, Syakil remained at home even going home to wait for Kanaya to beg first, especially if later Syakil's life is really perfect.

"Ck, what do you mean, Mikhail ... The world has advanced, we are just different places not different nature .. I and Amara will certainly come often, do not worry," syakil said flatly but still returned Mikhail's embrace which he himself was uncomfortable at this time.

"Is that really sister-in-law?" mikhail asked slowly and had a little trouble sighing at this moment.

"Right, sister .. we'll be home often, don't worry."

Amara looked up, watching Mikhail's eyes now reddened. She cried fervently or just Amara's charade could not conclude it either.

"Take it, Khail."

Kanaya who should be sad at leaving Syakil, but now it is overwhelmed because Mikhail who was suddenly spoiled for his sister when he was no longer young. According to Zia, the baby is in her womb.

"Stop hugging me, Mikhail .. Why is this?"

Syakil was upset for a long time too, instead of being calm when Kanaya calmed him down, the man actually became more and more as if he really lost his sister.

"Mas, .. later they also come back. Syakil is an adult and he understands where to go home, let's not overdo it this way," said Zia pat Mikhail on the shoulder, it seems Kanaya is not so influential that Zia had to intervene.

"You don't understand what it's like to be Mas, Zia."

Sok was hurt once, but here Syakil only returned to live his real life. But Mikhail was so reluctant to let Syakil go as if the man had gone for all his time.

"I understand, but Syakil already has a wife and he has the right to live his own life. Mas also used to be so, just the difference is not moving as far as Syakil alone," said Zia still trying well, it seems more difficult to talk to Mikhail than his son and daughter.

Mikhail sighed slowly, the man let go of Syakil then looked at Amara who was also confused by his behavior,

"For her, you have chosen her as your woman .. Don't make her your ego's content, Syakil."

"I know, you don't think shit, Khail."

Syakil suddenly disliked Mikhail's message just now. The man turned his face away and rubbed his nose as a form of rejection related to this conversation.

"Just talk," interrupted Mikhail later, the man smiled and patted Syakil on the shoulder exactly how many times.

A few years ago, Mikhail wasn't like this. Shakil went he was not this crazy and really behaved normally. Whether it was the influence of the baby or something that made Mikhail so heavy to let go of the two, they did not understand.

"Go away, don't overdo it .. My sister-in-law even has difficulty walking when it's only been a month" whispered Mikhail but still can be heard the other, but still can be heard the other, the sacred message that succeeded in making Syakil get a blow on Mikhail's chest.

The family let go of them so heavily, especially Mikhail. His eyes were even redder than Kanaya's, strange but this was how it was.

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The real journey of Amara and Syakil is just about to begin. Syakil took him to a place with the nickname the city off angel with a million hopes of life there will also be as good.

After a long journey, they now arrive with several people who are already on standby waiting for their presence at the airport.

"They're who?"

"Hm, my people .. let's go in, our journey is still long."

Amara swallowed her saliva with difficulty when she saw how Syakil interacted with the four men who had previously bowed respectfully. It was her husband who was able to make them submit with just one sentence.

"Pelan-pelan, my wife drunken journey," said Syakil firmly and completely embraced by the handsome man in black glasses.

"Good, Sir."

Their answers also sounded shorter and did not dare to ask as much as the driver at his in-laws' house. Until now, Amara is still stuck in confusion who Syakil really is.

...... Resume