My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 5 - Not Just Rich.

He was upset, but he still had to do it. Considering Mikhail is a brash man who does not accept rejection, he is forced to obey Mikhail's wishes. Just choose a place, anyway according to him still the same chicken eggs.

Entering the nearest minimarket according to him only. Shakil does not really care where to shop. Caring for the devil with Mikhail who asked him to buy the sacred potion in the downtown shopping mall, was just a hassle, Syakil thought

He was not a gentleman, once looking for him to focus on the goal. What he was currently looking for was already obtained, not so difficult because it was indeed not a rare item.

Arriving at the cashier, Syakil handed over the groceries he had to pay. Still focused on his phone, of course, replied to Mikhail's message and answered yes to all the requests he made.

"75 thousand, Sister ... Anything else?"

"Enough."

Syakil shook his head then took out his wallet. Just about to give up his card, not yet had the woman reach him, Syakil turned his gaze towards him with eyes that were now perfectly rounded when he realized who the woman who was now standing before him.

Amara, the woman who had no manners carelessly left her this morning was caught doing her job. The meeting of the two is getting stiffer, more precisely embarrassed. Syakil cleared his throat pretending to be calm when he seemed to have no face at the moment.

It is not the case of him who still wears clothes yesterday or has not taken a shower. However, what makes Syakil embarrassed is unusual groceries for single men like him.

"For my brother, not me. I swear."

Amara did not ask, but Syakil had panicked. Exactly a husband who thought his wife bought a useless item.

"Hm, so," said Amara confused to say what, if it is true for her why embarrassed, thought the woman.

"L-yes, that's it."

There-is just, even Syakil to the point of being nervous. While Amara was acting ordinary because indeed she did not feel that she knew this man actually. In fact, Syakil's name alone he doesn't know it yet, not because of anything. However, Syakil does not introduce himself while Amara is not the type of woman who likes to ask questions.

"What time did you leave the hotel?" tanya Syakil began to be able to master the situation, no longer as nervous as before, but still his face was now sean blushing.

"Fifth hour maybe, sorry .. didn't have time to say goodbye." A little regret is clearly in the true Amara, because somehow Syakil is so good even though he likes to steal the opportunity, he thought.

"It's good to be conscious" said Syakil flatly and making him pensive all of a sudden, his mind asking if the man might be angry.

"Thank you for shopping."

Finished payment Amara returned the card belonging to Syakil. Wishing that the man would soon leave and pass from before him. Because honestly Amara began to be uncomfortable with Syakil's gaze that continued to be fixed on him, just wonder if Syakil's eyes do not hurt, thought Amara.

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"Is there any more, brother?"

Very awkward, Syakil who has not also intend to move to make Amara began to be a little upset. Unfortunately this morning minimarket was quiet and there were no customers after Syakil, obviously he could not drive Syakil away on the grounds that he had to serve others.

"Your wounds, is it alright to have been brought to work now?"

Ask what, answer what. Who Syakil is, after all, cares so much about Amara. The wounds were nothing at all, what Amara felt was even more painful than this.

"Su-already ..thank you for shopping, good luck with our service."

Once again he used the mainstay sentence to be able to make his manger go away, but this did not seem to apply to Syakil. He actually pulled the corner of the lips, maybe understanding what Amara meant.

Syakil has been here for a long time, although it is not tempting but the gaze of other employees has begun to differ. Their hands may work but not with the ears and also the tail of the eyes.

"But you're done shopping, is there anything to look for, brother? I help you if you have trouble."

Keep trying professionally even though Amara's tongue feels stiff to say this kind of thing to Syakil. Really, he was like this just because there were a few pairs of eyes that became observers.

"Ck, you vile son of a bitch .. You really kicked me out?" syakil asked with a voice that sounded so cold.

"It's not so, but it's done ... Then what else?"asked Amara began to give up, why is Syakil even more troublesome like this, he thought.

"You owe me, leaving me alone is the most disrespectful thing."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that .. But I had to go faster, my job wasn't as easy as it looks."

Just this time there was a man who made him bother himself, feeling guilty even as scared as he was really disappointed because he was left in a hotel room alone.

"You think sorry is enough? Don't forget .. I redeemed you three hundred million, not three thousand rupiah."

Damn, this guy's calculation apparently. Amara stared at Syakil's sharp bead, guessing what this man really thought.

"If it's that, we'll talk about it later. Now I have to work first, my boss can get mad."

Syakil snorted in annoyance, like an angry child his mother had to keep working while he asked for time to talk. The man closed his eyes and suddenly looked around the minimarket.

"Because work? Can we just talk after your job's done?"

"Hm, more or less so."

All right, looks like I should sort this out in his own way. Without thinking long and no matter how people respond after this his brain only thought of this.

"Then I buy everything here."

"Huh?"

Not only Amara, but Amara's coworkers gawked at Syakil's words. Their whole life just this time found someone buying a minimarket without thinking long.

"Must be kidding, is the money enough, Mom?" Mario who had been a little disturbed by the presence of Syakil now also spoke, Syakil's appearance according to him was ordinary.even though handsome, it was not a guarantee that the man was capable.

"I'm not kidding, I want to talk to him, ', if everything is sold out, that means your work today will be faster right?"

The way he spoke was very, very different, even Amara suddenly shrieked in a cold voice Syakil who was now more sinister than at the club last night. A moment later, they bothered Syakil in a long time because the contents of the minimaket was not small.

MUDPLONG

All was empty, with no rest and now only left Amara staring at Syakil with a confused look. It took three cars to be able to carry all of Syakil's groceries, yes today is the record for the most Shakil groceries in his life.

"Hul ...." Amara's lips were speechless, just to get her to talk Syakil did this.

"How now? We can talk, right?"

"Hm, it's so!!!" said Amara deliberately suppressing every sentence, the most insane super rich man he found now. It is true, rich people sometimes do things outside the nar that was never even thought of before.

Tbc