My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 77 - Less Intake

"Why dream of that?"

"Focus, not daydreaming" answered Syakil without turning to Mikhail, they were on their way home. Mikhail actually resigned so the assistant made Syakil forced to drive alone. It doesn't matter, than Mikhail brings the car with power in danger as well.

"Ouh focus ... wake me up when I'm home," said Mikhail then leaned back and raised his legs on the dashboard, as usual a boss with a soul as adorable as it would be this way.

"Let your feet down, Mikhail."

Pretending to be deaf as usual, Mikhail did not ignore the orders of the younger brother. As long as his feet are not in front of Syakil, then it doesn't matter. Yes, it was that easy as Mikhail made a conclusion in his life.

"Aaaah the leg, quite tired also so your assistant turned out," he said as if really tortured, even though his work was just sleeping.

For such a problem, whatever. It seems that Mikhail was indeed the most stony man and did not receive any advice from any party. Mana cares about him with the condition of Syakil's heart which may now be in chaos.

"Fortunately, your luck is good with the baby, Khail."

Syakil said while taking a long breath. If Mikhail's life had not been so fortunate and he had not been born from Kanaya's womb, then surely the mad man's life would have been miserable. It was obvious that he was too lazy to do this kind of work.

"I can hear you, Syakil .. Better focus, Papa never taught us to curse so secretly."

Indeed, usually someone will be good at talking and forget the facts. That was how Mikhail was now, the man had forgotten how he was. If discussed the problem of swearing at the back, it feels Mikhail is better than Syakil.

The two were both speechless, Syakil reluctantly replied and Mikhail seemed to choose silence. Well, this is so much better than constantly talking nonsense that in the end Shakil emotions.

With the distance that is quite far, in a few minutes now Syakil has arrived at the mansion. Of course at high speed, he was lazy to be in the same car as Mikhail for too long. Not because of the smell of sweat, but Mikhail's form is a little annoying in Syakil's eyes.

PLAQUES

"Wake up."

It's romantic the way Syakil wakes up his sister. The palm landed on his face, not a slap but it felt pretty good.

"Ck, relax!!"

He who asked to be awakened was also angry. As usual, a Mikhail will look like a human who thinks things around him go awry.

"Can't, I have to hurry ... get down there," said Syakil patted Mikhail's shoulder gently, worried that the interior of his car why-why.

The two went hand in hand, with Mikhail leading as usual. Where he wanted to walk behind his sister, Syakil did not bother even though his brother still acted as a leader.

Syakil's feelings began to feel uneasy as Mikhail sped up his pace. Not to mention the hand that he now stretched, it was clear if the brother was about to approach his puja.

"Good afternoon, my wife .. beautiful, so afraid of being left for heaven."

Yaya, as Syakil had suspected. Mikhail now hugged the friendly Zia right in front of him, not much different from the husband, Zia also behaved just as sweet. He put his hands around Mikhail's neck while tidying his husband's hair that was just as untidy.

"Kok kong long hm, I took a nap not hugged," whine Zia who managed to make Syakil gaping.

"Tutututu my wife, forgive your husband for wasting time on this perfect woman." Not satisfied with Zia, now Mikhail also did the same.

"Tooch." Shakil Nausea, even his eyes reddened staring at the contents of the stomach that felt like it was about to go up all. However, it seems that this time it is not the baby anymore.

"You why?" mikhail asked with a frown exactly as the credit man had. He offended? Seems like so, Syakil nausea coincides with him being spoiled to the wife.

"Mual .. said Nathan I had a sympathetic pregnancy, aaarrgghh this torturous once, Khail."

"Why is she suddenly nauseous?" zia asked seriously, because in the woman's eyes Syakil really wanted to vomit and it was natural.

"Ehm I don't know, less pampered wife yes so. Teach Amara, she thirsty caress like it."

Finished talking like that, Mikhail now smiled and carried the wife to the room. He complained tiredly to Syakil, but as soon as he met Zia his energy seemed to return to normal as if he had done nothing today.

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Syakil snorted in annoyance when he arrived at the door of the room. She was jealous in fact, day after day Zia and Mikhail were getting more and more as tender as showing affection, while Amara, though sweet but not so.

I'd like to ask, but the thing is their relationship has just been fine. Syakil is confused to seek attention in a way moreover, after yesterday Amara bathed until his skin perih Syakil think twice.

"Hold, Syakil .. Nathan said there are times when he needs a caress, relax."

Syakil gave a rough sigh, the man pushed slowly on the door of the room while putting on a face full of smiles. How dare he show a sullen face to Amara.

"Good afternoon, my wife .. beautiful, you want to go to heaven or something." Trying, who knows the response he gets will be like the one he just saw in the living room.

Crick krik krik

Amara swallowed her saliva bitterly, since when could her husband talk hyperbole so. He just woke up, his face greasy and aut-ocean hair. It could be Shakil likened to an angel, excessive is not it.

"You just got home? I'm sorry I just woke up, it was late afternoon."

Let alone a hug, Amara did not even answer her greeting. It seems like Mikhail's way is not so good to be imitated by a couple like them.

"Hm, no problem. Why apologize?" Syakil threw his body beside Amara, still trying to lure his wife into being sweet herself without needing to be asked this time.

"Official, take off the shoes can be."

Not a kiss like Mikhail got, Syakil actually grimaced when Amara pinched his stomach. The man suddenly woke up and rattled his hair irritated, eager for him to reveal what he wanted now.

"Why do you see me like that? Is something wrong?"

Syakil shook his head, the man gave up and drowned his face right in Amara's chest.

"Darling, you're still mad because of yesterday?" syakil asked slowly but did not dare to look into the eyes of the wife.

"Why again? The problem is finished, you yourself said do not discuss it again ... Why are you being like this?" Amara felt she did not show any changes, she was still ordinary as a wife.

"Yes, but you changed after yesterday .. You don't love me anymore, Ra?"

A silly question, from which he deduced such a thing. If this is the case, Amara is a little lazy to answer it.

"Still, a little."

"Ck, yes you have .. I took a shower first, the meeting was with Daniel, he brought a different woman from the old one," syakil said as he moved and now unbuttoned his shirt, talking to himself even though Amara did not ask at all.

-tbc