My Possessive Billionaire

My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 71 - Take Care of Him


Syakil wrongly guessed, Ganeta who had been seen as silent was in fact crazy when he offended his parents. The woman had to be calmed down even involving the doctor there.


"Take him, you crazy bastard .. My hand's up to the wound."


Kendrick came at the right time, Amara contacted her husband's personal assistant after being made to panic because Ganeta bit Syakil's hand until the man grimaced.


Usually Syakil often swearing his wife crazy is a joke, now he really feels the brutal crazy. Amara had never bit her to such an extent, not to mention the scratches on her face, at this moment Syakil really felt the torment of humans losing his mind.


"Just mummy, sir. I'm sure if he's sane it won't be so," explained Kendrick painstakingly holding back laughter because Syakil sudab's condition was exactly the victim of violence, his shirt torn and wounds on the face really make Kendrick's heart concerned.


"You laughing?"


"No, it's cold tonight .. The muscles in my face are stiff if I don't laugh like this" Kendrick said of his life and work.


"That's why!! I went home, called her parents .. somehow they deserve to know, but remember they only deserve to know, it doesn't mean free to take Ganeta home."


Amara gave a sigh, for God's sake she was surprised by Shakil's words. What else does the man want to allow Ganeta to be returned to her parents.


"Then how?"


"The woman's mentality is disturbed, Ken .. if she just comes home Ganeta is most likely getting worse. She needs special treatment, if she needs a mental hospital." Syakil said flat while staring nanar in front of him, he really did not expect if the sweet woman who was always cheerful a few years ago would experience such madness.


"I can't bear to call it crazy, but how to .. facts that speak, want to be as beautiful as anything she remains sane," Kendrick said staring at the door of Ganeta's nursery, the man bit his lip and then sighed softly, tragically the fate of his former boss's lover.


"He can recover, the doctor said the possibility of him recovering remains ... Ganeta is just too deep to mourn the breakup, I think she needs a replacement like I needed first."


Amara threw away the face when Syakil said so, even though all his words were true. It's just that, as long as Syakil's a little girl, he's still jealous.


"Replacement?" kendrick asked seemingly thinking for a moment, the man was a little confused by Syakil's explanation.


"Yes, her heart is too empty .. Try to fill it, she's the first woman you really admit is beautiful," Syakil said making up but it's real, indeed, so far Kendrick often says a beautiful woman is just a mere compliment.


"Yes, but that's not what it means."


"I leave her, Ken .. I can no longer look after her because Amara already exists, let's just say it's part of your job."


Syakil can not take it off, however Ganeta was once a filler of the niche of his heart for a long time. Wherever he could possibly hate and ignore Ganeta for granted, he asked Kendrick to look after him solely for Ganeta's good. It would be unfair if Syakil really turned a blind eye after he found happiness while Ganeta was still shackled with a love that until the end would not be his.


"Well if that's what you want, my salary tripled huh?" kendrick asked as well as his snoring, even though since the task of keeping Ganeta was there, Syakil asked Mikhail for help in his company for a while, and of course it was not free.


"Hm, tomorrow-tomorrow my body folded," said Syakil then who managed to make Kendrick silenced.


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Home, usually Syakil's heart will flower during the trip to his house. But tonight is different, deliberately he reduced the speed until Amara long ago on the trip.


"You why? Males coming home or what?" amara asked suddenly after a long time she was silent and said nothing.


"Why do you ask that, Ra?" Syakil who was surprised by the high-pitched question from Amara still answered softly.


"Just ask, or we'll take the Ganetanya ... You think of her, right?" amara asked increasingly higher, it seems Syakil will continue to be wrong in the eyes of his wife for the next few days.


"Reason, if you can't bring a mob ... Aarrrgh!! You want me dead or what?"


Serba wrong in the eyes of Amara, slow wrong fast is also wrong. Syakil spurred the speed of the vehicle when Amara had not finished talking, yes indeed looking for death and finally the man got the curse of the wife along the way.


"Say tell me fast, why get angry?" tanya Syakil still maintains his speed, the quiet streets increasingly make Syakil feel satisfied freely.


"Not so, slowly," Amara's precept continued to look at Syakil with a pleading gaze.


"Let's just say this, you want to hurry up, right?" Syakil who is challenged will indeed continue to prove in his way, annoyed at the stamp can not drive now he is really crazy.


"Slow down!! Understand?!!"


No longer an ordinary request but already with violence. Syakil grimaced as Amara pulled her ears tightly, only in that way could she reduce her speed all of a sudden.


"Aaaww awww, yes-iya .. let go first, I'm slow."


Equally brutal in fact, both Amara and Ganeta seem to be subjecting Syakil's body to anger. Sickness and pain due to the tantrums of Ganeta is still felt, and now his wife is even crazier even Syakil's ears taste amazing heat.


"His cruelty, Ra .. If my earlobe is torn how? You have a disabled husband?" Amara did not answer now, the man pulled the corner of his lips when his wife frowned after being asked so.


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After a row in the middle of the road, the two now arrived at the mansion almost in the early hours of the morning. It was obvious that the legendary couple had already slept in their room, where perhaps Mikhail would wait for Syakil's presence.


"Open her clothes" said Amara now sitting by Syakil's side with medicine to treat her husband's wounds.


"Bukain," Syakil's pinta deliberately put on a lazy face as usual, it seems lately Syakil lacks skills.


Inevitably, despite being petrified in his heart, Amara still tried to be a good wife for Syakil.


"Are you angry?" tanya Syakil broke the silence, Amara focused on treating the wounds caused by Ganeta scratches that she believed did not cut her nails for a year.


"Anged because?"


"Yes, I'm sorry if I hurt you again tonight .. I just wanted to make sure I was still holding her, but I wasn't, Ra." Syakil told me though Amara did not bring up the issue at all.


"It hurt me so much, but thank you for tonight. At least you dare to look at both of them at the same time .. If there is still a feeling when you hug him it is only natural, he your first love where it may be that easy to forget," amara replied calmly, she was so different like in the hospital and in the car a while ago.


"My first love was Zia, not Ganeta." This spontaneous answer that Amara could not believe made him pinch the wound from Ganeta's bite until the man roared in excruciating pain.


"Aarrrgghh, Amara!! You really want to kill me or what?"


"If I could, I've killed her since you hugged her," Amara's scolding now deliberately suppressed the other wound a little strongly on the grounds that her alcohol worked optimally.


"Do it if you are satisfied, Ra," Syakil's mind endured the pain, he understood that Amara was showing her anger slowly.


-tbc