My Possessive Billionaire

My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 64 - Comparable Inverse


"I tried ah."


Yeah, like Syakil said he'll try. The man chose the most suitable color and now the lips appear so natural but look very, very tempting.


"Hey!! What are you doing?"


Amara pulled the lipstick that was in Syakil's hands. Since when did her husband become like this. If the other couples are fighting over pillows or something else, they are fighting over lipstick.


"Beautiful, when did you buy it?"


"Yesterday, ask for Hercules' buyin .. You're busy anyway." Seeing the results on Syakil's lips so beautiful, he was also tempted and now Amara polishes his tiny lips, but why be sexier on Syakil's lips, he thought.


"The color is he surein?"


"I was, when he understood this."


I guess all men will be like him, understanding that kind of thing when not all are spirited like him. Both of them advance the lips and fight for joy in front of the glass, not forgetting the pose like an adult model. Amara got carried away and she even forgot her goal was to find clothes for Syakil, suppose he was a little sane this time.


"Next .. next pose!! Good job!!"


Crazy bastard, why would Amara want to. Only then did he realize that it was too deep to follow the abyss that Syakil created. The man laughed heartily when he saw Amara's pouting face.


"Ck, basic crazy. Put on a shirt."


Only a moment, Amara was too soon aware when Syakil had just gotten thirteen photos on his phone. Fortunately Syakil was quick to respond and reach for his phone when Amara followed his behavior in front of the glass.


"Hahaha you're cool as well as it turns out," praised Syakil as if he had just met the first time.


Asik said him? Can-can praise his wife cool even though already know all the ins and outs of Amara. The man smiled faintly at the results of his photo this time, Amara who was curious now tiptoe to see the results of their photos.


"Would you like to see?" syakil asked before looking down, worried that Amara would remove it.


"He-em, you duck on me I'm invisible." He nodded, it seemed that Shakil's height was a curse that made him always in trouble.


"Yes, sweetie .. Just take a look, like it?"


"Ah beautiful, I like."


Amara nodded many times, the man could only pull the corner of her lips now. There will be no reason to smile about Amara.


"Post ah .. I tag ya?" Syakil offered first, worried Amara was uncomfortable because his wife's account was unusually gloomy.


"What do you know my username? we haven't followed each other yet" said Amara staring at Syakil with her beautiful bead, she forgot who Syakil looked like.


"Tau dong, even the password of all your accounts I know ... haha."


Basic sucks, it looks like Amara's privacy has not existed at all since knowing Syakil. It's okay, as long as the man is responsible then it doesn't matter, he thought.


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"Where, Pa? Does he know what Ganeta is doing?"


Hopeful to worry, the beautiful but no longer young woman was very hopeful for good news from her husband. He could not stand still for too long, what was now happening forced them to throw away the ego and not care about self-esteem.


"Sorry, Ma."


Just a few minutes ago she smiled happily knowing that her husband had met Syakil, now Wulan's smile faded when she heard Wiranata's answer, the husband.


"Why again this time? Yesterday was your excuse because he was hard to find!! Now what else?"


Wulan was wrathful, absolutely wrathful and her life was now filled with anger. His hopes were all the more lost, almost four years his daughter lived a soulless life, only a dead body.


Regretfully, he really regretted his decision which at that time followed the will of Wiranata to kidnap Ganeta at his wedding. Just because Syakil's career was not as bright as Mikhail's, Wiranata intended to make them ashamed and understand how much they would not want to have a son-in-law of a Shakil who at that time only helped Mikhail in his company.


"Syakil ... don't want to hear it, I haven't had a chance to talk and he's mening_"


"Basic is unreliable!! All this is Papa's fault, if only Mama had denied it and allowed Ganeta to be Syakil's wife...all would not have been like this, Pa!!" snarled Wulan again let out his evil mouth, it was too late and the two were just blaming each other in this matter.


"Mom can be quiet for a minute!! We are both wrong ... Mama forgot all this deal we both had!!"


Equally overpowered by anger, both egos are too high to realize too late if their actions are the same as killing his daughter slowly.


"Mama doesn't care, try again and this time please lower Papa's ego. Speak kindly if need be Papa begs to be apologized," the shriveled woman weakened, no matter how high she felt above Syakil, for this time Wulan completely relented.


"Ma? Apologizing? Hmm, Mama's crazy!!"


Intending to talk to Syakil alone it has made Wiranata's self-esteem tarnished as a respectable family. Now, Wulan just asked him to beg, obviously he was reluctant.


"Pa!! If Papa can't, Mama will meet him!! Papa has always delayed time and now look, our daughter is wretched and no longer worthy of being called a normal human!!" Wulan expressed her frustration because indeed Wiranata who deliberately delayed and always thought Ganeta was okay.


PLAQUES


"So your mouth!! My daughter is fine and Papa is confident she can recover with or without Syakil's help" Wiranata said clenched his hands, the anger that is now growing bigger and in the end tonight again ended in such a severe bickering.


"Cured Papa said huh? Look, how long she's been in care and the results have stayed the same .. I don't even recognize my own daughter, I lost Ganeta who was my pride. All because of who? Because you!!" hardik Wulan was really that crazy that he managed to make Wiranata more and more headache.


"That's enough!! For Papa nothing has changed ... Ganeta remains Ganeta, if Mama doesn't like please leave us both."


After all that was out of control then Wiranata said so, too late actually. If only he had given space to Wulan to step up, it was clear he had met Syakil in his own way.


News of Syakil's marriage seemed to make Wulan's hopes dashed, but for the sake of making the Ganetanya back okay.


"Well, it's a pleasure if that's what Papa wants."


Prefabricated


Just about to take a step, again they were surprised by the sound of broken glass that was almost the same as a few days ago.


"Look!! Are you okay saying huh?" Wulan clucked resentfully and now stepped into his daughter's room, it was certain that crazy things like yesterday would happen again.


-tbc