My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 68 - The Wrong Fear.
"How's it?" ask Syakil when he was on the side of the accident victim
"Still alive, I can feel his pulse."
Thankfully, at least this isn't as crazy as Syakil thought. He was well aware that if Kendrick was going at a high enough speed, it was indeed with his permission and when all happened Syakil would obviously never be able to blame him.
"Ck, is he on purpose or what?"
Syakil clucked in annoyance when he realized the woman was not wearing footwear. His eyes had been looking around, maybe bouncing or how, but the result was the same.
Syakil's heart was moved to justify the woman's position. Hope-hopefully worried, really he was worried if the victim's face was destroyed later. Slowly, he treated her as courteously as a helpless woman.
"Ambulance is still a long time?" syakil asked worriedly because at this time everything felt chaotic, especially when Syakil realized the woman's head was a little wet.
"In a moment, Mr. .. just let me." Kendrick was astonished by Syakil who was willing to sit on the street for the sake of the woman.
"No need," Syakil said without looking at his interlocutor.
It was not that not thinking about Amara's feelings, it was just that her instincts spoke to raise the woman's head in her lap. Syakil slowly pulled over the hair that covered the woman's face, with a feeling that was increasingly unfriendly Syakil felt lost half consciousness when the whole face was clearly visible.
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Syakil's mouth was silenced, his salivation even bitter and several times Syakil looked at the woman in his lap from head to toe.
"Miss?!"
Kendrick's shocked eyes reflexively said that. Syakil looked at him sharply suddenly and the man could only gape as he closed his mouth tightly.
"It's normal, Ken .. You know there are seven twins in the world, right?"
"No, theory from where, sir?" Kendrick did not even care about the presence of some road users there, which made him confused why he actually hit someone he believed had been with him since, even this second remained in the car.
"So my wife, make sure she stays there and you don't have to tell me what you saw, Ken." Syakil gave such orders because he was worried that the wife would come out because they were too long.
"Good, Sir."
Leaving only the two of them, Syakil's fingers trembled, stifled about to touch that face. No, Syakil no longer misses him. It's just that, there's a big question that pops up in Syakil's mind right now.
Had hesitated at first, but seeing the small pendant around his neck Syakil's doubts were completely broken. She was the woman that Syakil had been looking for all this time, the man took a deep breath and then exhaled her so slowly.
"He's why exactly?" Syakil asked when he realized Ganeta's physicality was no longer what it used to be.
Not yet completed all the questions, Syakil was forced to stop thinking and focus when the ambulance came quickly. Syakil carrying his own petite body that feels so light, some injuries on the wrist and bruises on his feet are still a question in Syakil's mind.
"Ken!!"
Just by the gesture Kendrick understood Syakil's intentions, he could not possibly leave Amara. After all, the man did not want his wife to think too far if until he intervened alone when there was Kendrick.
"Trush him," said Syakil then pat Kendrick on the shoulder, understand very well if the man was actually worried that this accident would make him in a difficult position.
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Syakil hurriedly entered the car, asking Amara to move to sit forward because now they were just the two. His wife was still pale, especially when she realized in Syakil's hands there were blood stains that suddenly made her nauseous.
"No, I'm behind."
"Front, honey .. You think I'm a driver?" Syakil still looks relaxed to make his wife look calmer.
"Hand, clean first."
"No need to go down, go straight ahead, my wife."
Syakil pulled his wife's wrist, if something was easy why should it be difficult? That is how Syakil thought that gives a tremendous effect in his life to date.
"Why are we going home together?"
"Kendrick has to take responsibility, Ra .. I should have asked him to slow down as usual" Sajakil said, staring blankly before trying to focus on driving forward.
"How serious? The one he hit is old?"
Amara asked because she had not dared to look directly. In addition, asking Kendrick was also useless because the man said there was nothing serious.
"Still young" answered Syakil gently and it succeeded in giving Amara goosebumps, which Amara was worried about not only Kendrick at this time, but the woman.
"Pity," hiss Amara was serious, as the woman who often got tragic things in front of him was clearly worried about her making.
"Let it go, Ra .. wrong he suddenly ran to the highway," Syakil said hoping Amara was not too worried about it, really getting Syakil's mind distracted.
"He why is he? What's the rush to get there?" Amara wonders, she is still overshadowed by guilt when she is not the culprit.
"Hm, I don't know .. it should be that seeking death doesn't involve anyone else."
Somehow Syakil was suddenly emotional, very upset and he tried to cover it up. Amara who still does not understand clearly just think sorry Syakil because it is the woman who is wrong.
"Can't be so talkative, maybe he avoids something or the other .. we don't know." About patience indeed Syakil admitted, Amara was patient and extraordinary in making his mood slowly calmer.
"Sorry, I'm just upset that our trip is interrupted, honey."
Syakil grasped Amara's fingers, it was not usually he did. Some times Syakil also tucked the back of Amara's hand, maybe at home with his latest perfume.
"You should never go out on your own, if you don't like being followed by a bodyguard or my assistant at least have to be with me." The accident was not Amara, but the worry was that Syakil was flowing and the image of Ganeta's face that had been pale and helpless was again present in his mind.
"Yes," answered Amara obediently, it was actually only natural for a husband to worry about his wife, especially if an incident like this was real happened before his eyes.
"You're okay, right?"
"I'm fine, don't worry .. tonight we're eating out, I need some time together."
Syakil spoke like that all of a sudden, there was no plan in advance and Amara was made confused of course. Syakil's way of speaking was also different, a look of sadness that was so clear on his face.
"Why is that?"
"Hm just want, we have eaten a few nights always foursome .. I'm not satisfied," said Syakil who is true he felt a little not free since Mikhail hitchhiking in his mansion.
"Well, what's the difference?"
"Different, I can't eat you guys .. when it's exciting, Ra," replied Syakil chuckling later, but a moment ago his face looked gloomy.
"Why are you?" amara asked later, Syakil's eyes were too obvious if it wasn't okay at the moment.
"Kangen only, I swear," he said it began to get weird and now pulled his car over slowly, without any cue Syakil pulled his wife in his arms. Pecked her face many times and Amara gave time to Syakil without protest or anything.
"Every day meet when," said Amara pulled the corner of the lips, there-just say Syakil.
"The miss is every second, and many moments where we are not together. So, it's only natural that your husband misses his wife?" syakil whispered increasingly tightened his embrace.
-tbc
Hi, I'm breaking my promise this week. Hm sorry guys, I'm really busy even my dad aja ga I ladenin it's been three days. Yesterday I was judicium, tomorrow graduation .. so please be interpreted️
Especially for those who are very worried about the same conflict, why guys? Some comments are afraid if I make the story like a flying fish, but to ride a drama in the flying fish is difficult tau🤣 One more, I do not understand the concept of Sinetron Indonesia how. Dah bubay, honestly aja long up it yes because considering this will be in the case of flying fish or grilled fish after the epsnya I aired, just follow the plot ... God willing I am no longer the type who likes to hang the lives of figures after Gio, Ara and Arinda.