My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 60 - Not Common Bumil

As quickly as the night changed, Syakil blinked his eyes slowly and his hand looked for Amara's whereabouts beside him. Tumben, this morning is a little different than usual. Amara is no longer on his side, this is a rare thing because usually if it is war Amara will fall and wake up too late.

"Aarrgghh .. Why me?" syakil asked confused himself with his condition this time, the man massaged his neck then stretched his muscles which felt unusually stiff.

For the first time Syakil was made exhausted because Amara was so wild even as not his wife. Syakil's expression that says if his wife is going to be lumbago is in fact just a delusion, the fact turned around and his body was made crumble this morning.

"romance."

Syakil called out in a hoarse voice, hoping that his wife would be in the bathroom but it didn't seem so. The man clucked irritably then moved from his sleep, and as usual his stomach was now back in action and the matchless nausea made Syakil have to go to the bathroom.

"Aarrgghh ... Damn, am I really sick?"

Syakil wiped his sweat, the man then washed his face for a while. Brush your teeth with lightning because the back again he feels is just nausea and nausea.

"Hooeek .. eeuuh, don't torture papa, honey please."

Believing she had a sympathetic pregnancy made Syakil spontaneously caress her stomach. In fact, it is clear that there are no babies or living things that develop.

After feeling better, Syakil went down and looked for his wife. Usually if Amara calms down he will feel better. Yes, Syakil admitted at this time the most potent drug is only Amara.

Brugh

He sat down and put his face on the dining table. He looked at his wife who was preparing breakfast for him. Syakil let out a long sigh, while continuing to hold his stomach.

"Still nauseous huh?"

Syakil nodded, who was pregnant here who exactly. Why does Amara look better than him, his wife already looks fresh and has even worn her best clothes this morning.

"Aren't you tired, Ra?"

It was strange, even though before dawn Amara even re-awakened Syakil and revealed if he wanted to again. His wife probably didn't sleep after that.

"Great, why is that? Even though last night we overtime even up to two periods," Syakil said in his weak voice, it could be that kind of thing he was like a leadership period.

I don't know, Amara doesn't really understand. But what he felt was never covered up. Indeed this is the case and he could not explain the reason, suddenly his lust was so powerful that even Amara himself felt not to recognize himself.

"Often it is, I like it." Syakil laughed discordantly while receiving the sandwich that Amara handed over, it seems that the wife is no longer angry when Syakil discusses things in the right direction.

"Oh yes, this morning Mama called. Says mama brother Mikhail is on his way here .. want a vacation with sister Zia," said Amara who then managed to make Syakil choke spit.

"What's? You're kidding, right?"

Without wind without rain, and also without prior notice Mikhail actually realized his wish a few months ago. Naturally, he had asked about ticket prices some time ago, it seems that Mikhail was trying to make Syakil bear the cost but Syakil was not sensitive at all.

"Seriously."

"Nginep's here?" syakil asked again, his stomach was suddenly full and the sandwich he was holding was now Syakil returned to his plate.

"Yes, Mama asked for an address .. You really don't love me?" asked Amara later, this also made him surprised, it was strange that a child kept the address of the house clear.

"You love?" syakil asked, his residence this time was the third after the first and the second was always where Mikhail would sleep if he were on vacation.

"Love, when I said I didn't know."

Death to him, Syakil had forgotten that this mansion was the last secret place Mikhail should not have known. The man abstained from grandeur because usually he would really return at will.

"That creature is his wife? Or the same Mikhayla and the two naughty little pricks?" syakil asked until he did not focus anymore, even though Amara had previously said that they were both.

"Sama brother Zia .. they bring us passion fruit tau," said Amara with sparkling eyes and consider the presence of Zia is a gift, other Syakil who considers this is nothing more than a disaster.

"Syakil ... Are you?"

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Not finished problem one, now appeared Mikhail who suddenly made Syakil increasingly threatened. Along the way to the office he muses and Kendrick is made confused by his boss.

"Sir, is something wrong?"

"No, quickly .. we are too late," said Syakil so steady, it is strange indeed why the man only realized if this was very, very late.

"Oh yeah, you should see this."

Without being asked first, and Syakil did not give any orders yesterday, Kendrick now actually handed him a document.

"Why are you giving this?"

"Yesterday I was looking for things related to Wiranata, and Maovan Group was officially his after Loenard left the company some time ago"

"Stop, it doesn't matter anymore" he then threw the document at Kendrick.

It's not disrespecting Kendrick's efforts this time. But Syakil stopped and chose to stop caring about what happened to Wiranata and his daughter, Ganeta.

"But, Mr ...." Kendrick seemed hesitant about expressing his uneasiness.

"Stop, Ken. You understand my position, my life has been better for a few months. Don't waste our happiness, I really appreciate my wife."

Syakil does not want to make his wife again hurt. Because according to him, once he comes back to care about Ganeta it means he has betrayed. Syakil must take care of Juno's safety for the rest of his life.

"Good, Sir."

Kendrick relented and then nodded obediently because Syakil seemed a little sensi this morning. Since arriving at the mansion her face has been sour without Kendrick understanding why.

"Ken, may I ask you a question?" syakil asked a little doubtful, he needed this answer even though honestly his heart was not okay to imagine Mikhail's presence later.

"Please, Sir."

"But this is a secret, let no one else know this." He even deliberately changed his sitting position to be closer as if worried about the conversation leaking to the ears of others, even though in the car only the two of them.

"Yes, Mr. .. I guarantee that."

"Why do you think pregnant women are more violent and wild in bed? You know why, Kendrick?" tanya Syakil who then managed to make Kendrick buyak, a difficult question even he never thought Syakil would ask so.

"Jawab, Ken."

"I don't understand, Mr. .. I happen to never have sex with a pregnant woman" Kendrick replied as he was and left Syakil gravely disappointed with his answer.

"Boddoh, try hamili so you know the difference and then tell me," he said as if heartbroken and then leaned back in his chair.

-tbc

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