My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 41 - Not Accepted

"You crazy?"

Not nothing Syakil has been yelled at by the handsome man in glasses. He even shook his head after checking Amara's condition, while the woman was just looking up in shock at Nathan's question.

"Why?"

Instead of answering, Syakil asked back. The man had been in cold sweat since then actually, ever since Nathan touched the bite marks near Amara's neck that left a reddish mark and it couldn't be covered because Nathan in fact suspected his best friend's sister.

"What are you doing?" nathan asked, not directly discussing what happened to Amara.

"Take me, Shakil!" snapping Nathan then when Syakil chose silence and looked confused to answer his question.

Like Mikhail, this man does not care how powerful Syakil is. He was not afraid at all because Syakil would not dare to mess with him.

"It's none of your business, just tell my wife why."

Shakil did not rise, the man was not someone who used to use veins when talking. Syakil is still holding his chest, staring at Nathan, and doesn't want to show if he's really guilty of this.

"Mikhail know how you behave? You purposely lived independently here so you could torture your wife like this?" nathan asked still staring hard at Syakil, this morning Nathan was made quite surprised by the behavior of a gentle man who was not interested in many of these women.

"I'm not torturing him, Nathan."

Syakil bit his lower lip, the man sighed violently then ruffled his original hair. Really, Nathan's words made his heart pinch at this moment.

"Then what is this? I haven't checked your wife's entire body, Syakil." Nathan was inflamed and was eager to land a punch on Syakil's face right now.

"Don't try, keep your hands!!"

He was still the same, Syakil remained jealous and suddenly rose when Nathan was about to reveal Amara's sleeves.

"Alright, this time I will not interfere in your affairs .. but remember, for the next do not try to hurt him, you can lose your future son, Syakil," clearly Nathan made Amara furrow his eyebrows, he was surprised and confused by the words of the man who was now getting ready to leave.

"You-you mean?"

Syakil's eyes were made to be patterned when he heard Nathan's words, the man looked at Amara who was also equally confused.

"Wait, Nat!! Explain first, my wife why?"

"Pregnant," Nathan replied briefly, seeing Syakil's face today he was suddenly upset and his mood was broken instantly.

"Yes, if you're not satisfied just ask the hospital .. I'm sick of seeing you."

For the first time Nathan felt upset with his patient's family. Syakil that he suddenly did not recognize this really makes Nathan inexhaustible.

"Hm, thank you."

Syakil was not offended when Nathan declared if fed up with seeing him.The man's gaze was now focused on Amara, the wife who was trying to be aware in her daydream.

Brakes

If only not in this situation, of course Syakil will pursue Nathan who dared to slam the door of his room. It's just, the news that Nathan delivered a moment ago made Syakil creeps.

After Nathan left, Syakil approached his wife. He looked down for Amara's face, his hand touching Amara's stomach slowly without asking permission first.

"Sound to yourself, right? You're pregnant" whispered Syakil then kissed Amara's lips, which are still frozen.

Amara hoped this was a dream, for some reason it felt like she was not ready to hear the doctor's statement. Not that he does not like babies, only that fear suddenly spread throughout his body when Syakil no longer hurt him.

"What's wrong, Amara? Why crying?"

Amara reflexes lowered her head as Syakil was about to wipe her tears. Amara's fear was so real, Syakil frowned and undoed his intentions.

"You scared? Am I that rude, Ra?" syakil asked a little softly because Amara's attitude made her completely confused by herself.

Does he still need to answer? Amara wiped her own tears and chose to lay down her body, yet Syakil spoke his wife had turned her back.

"I want to sleep again, go ... usually you are busy," he said under the thick blanket, the sun had begun to rise, Amara could have covered up to cover her face.

"Hm, sleep .. I'm preparing breakfast, today I'm not going to work."

Amara's eyes, which had been closed a moment ago, suddenly opened and his consciousness suddenly returned when he heard the word breakfast. When the woman opened the blanket, it was just that Syakil had passed out and Amara had no more power to stop her husband.

"Breakfast? I could die eating her cooking again." In a state of mood that is still as bad as that Amara is still conscious and considering the effects of eating breakfast made by Syakil, he really hopes that the waiter has finished preparing breakfast at the table this morning.

Tbc