My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 45 - Level One Alert

After the quarrel that became the first foreign color in their household was over, Syakil managed to make his wife a little calmer the next day.

Both were spending time outside the home. For the sake of obeying the desire of the wife who said if she protected the fresh wind Syakil willing to spend time in a crowded place like this.

Like important people out there, there are only those who disturb the time of both of these couples. Amara throttled when Syakil received a phone call many times since five minutes passed.

"But my wife hasn't made a full recovery, can't she just back off, Ken?" Syakil's forehead was wrinkled and objected to the assistant's impromptu notice to him this afternoon.

"Can't, Mr ... Daniel has come a long way and I have agreed to his invitation since one week ago," replied Kendrick who managed to make Syakil's head throb, the habit of asserting someone's invitation when he himself does not know this at all.

"Hm, then I come alone," said Syakil staring at Amara who was trying to steal the husband's conversation with his personal assistant.

Syakil is usually easy to accept because there is nothing he needs to think about. This is a very good opportunity to start introducing the wife to her real business partner, but if she brings Amara later tonight Syakil is worried about causing unwanted things.

"Who?"

"Ken, tonight I have to meet the dinner invitation with my business partner ... I stay again tonight is okay?"

This question is actually a little unbearable Syakil said, since back here there is something that makes him part with Amara and his time together with his wife slightly cut off.

"I'm coming along."

Somehow this time Amara did not agree with Syakil's words. She felt the need to know how the husband and the world of work, honestly Amara felt Syakil confusing and the husband's time seemed to run out for work alone.

"Hm? Sure coming?"

Syakil did not mind at all actually, even he did plan to take Amara with him later tonight. Now, the wife actually offers herself as if she does not want to be far from the husband.

"Remain sure, can you?"

The man nodded, this was what he really wanted. It's just that, the reddish marks that have not faded it would be a disaster if one were to realize it, it's clear that Syakil's image as a man would fall in the eyes of his business partner later.

"But you are still carefree, dear .. The wound is also not healed, if I am happy you come along," Syakil said looking at his wife doubtfully, I don't know for what reason Amara asked permission to come along.

"Can be covered with a scarf or a jacket, if necessary I wear a hijab all so that it closes all," said Amara so her intention to join the husband tonight, as well as her, she is not the type of woman who is afraid of losing a man, but this time it is different and she feels that wherever her husband goes she must participate.

Syakil pulled the corner of his lips, seeing Amara so eager to be beside him made the man's heart warm.

"It's your comfort, Daniel happened to bring a girlfriend, too."

Some times Syakil often becomes a mosquito repellent with Kendrick and honestly it is enough to make him sick. Seeing the clockwork that was getting late in the afternoon, Syakil decided to go home so that their preparations were not too hasty.

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Still long enough, even Syakil is still busy in the workspace. However, Amara has finished bathing and is choosing which clothes are best to accompany Syakil tonight.

"Don't let him be ashamed."

Actually Amara's purpose is to follow where Syakil tonight is just one, the real worry is that the meeting of young men usually will not be purely just a casual conversation. Somehow Amara's brain increasingly unable to think clearly, especially when realizing Syakil has not finished with his past.

"Black time, don't you want to fuck."

"Wherever, just do not open," said Syakil shrunk Amara's shoulders at a glance, not only intended to hide the reddish marks but indeed he would also do the same even though Amara was fine.

Just an ordinary dinner, but Amara's preparations were like attending an important event. She tried so hard to make her husband proud and had no reason to leave.

"Don't be too pretty, Daniel's a little basket-eye, Amara."

What's business? Besides, Syakil said that if he already has a lover, why is Syakil worried in that direction, he thought.

"Yes," replied Amara chose to minimize the problem, she did not want to make Syakil feel opposed this time.

While Syakil cleans himself, he brings out his ability which is still so novice in polishing his beautiful face. Amara stared intently at every inch of her face and began executing with the intention of giving the best result so that Syakil would not turn away.

"Done," said Amara gave the last touch of false eyelashes there, this is the first time he decorated himself armed with the knowledge that he had obtained by watching some beauty creator content.

At the same time Syakil who already looked fresh and rubbed his hair with a small towel approached.

"Om my gosh, Amara!!"

Syakil stopped his steps, his eyes fixed on the wife. It seems Syakil is amazed by the work of Amara, it is not wrong if he practices bold make-up that he adjusts to where he is today.

"How's it?" asked the woman by displaying her best smile, when viewed from Syakil's expression that even shook with his mouth open it seems that Amara's beauty has defeated international models.

"Learn where is this dance? Your abilities are even worse than that of a high school boy .. The color of your lips is yes, God, exactly the witch, Ra."

Amara bent her face, she thought Syakil was praising her. But what happened was just the opposite. The man approached and removed Amara's total make-up, remained cautious and tried to keep his wife from being in pain.

"Eyelashes? Jesus, Honey. I told you not to be too pretty, you don't have to be like this."

As soft as possible, Amara's ability to polish her face is really still a basic level. Not only need to be sharpened but it seems Amara needs to learn to blend colors first, his wife is not ugly, just that Syakil's eyes are disturbed by seeing the results.

"Why are you deleting it? It fits the place, if the western girl is like this," said Amara defended himself, it seems he is not wrong and has chosen the video tutorial that best fits his current condition.

"You're not a western girl, here I am. Your face matches that of Korean Look, Amara."

Well, it looks like Syakil's talent in this field is better than cooking. Still wearing a towel, Syakil has intervened to make the wife look natural but still beautiful tonight.

With great precision Syakil scratches makeup tools that are actually a little strange for men who plunge in the business world like him, either learning from nowhere but indeed Syakil's ability deserves a thumbs up. What he did this was obviously not free, there was a fee he had to receive after this.

"romance." Syakil stared fixedly at Amara's face so close to him, every inch of his face approached the word perfect and doing this was very pleasant for Syakil.

"Yes, why?" tanya Amara tried not to move so that the work of Syakil does not fall apart.

"Don't forget, it's Monday."

-tbc

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