My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 8 - Unexpected Scraping.

Go home instead of being calm, after facing all sorts of questions from the people waiting for him at home. Syakil is now all wrong, the clock has shown at 22 pm. Not so late for a Shakil, repeatedly sighing violently while looking at the sky with a feeling so riled up.

"Huft, why do I feel uncomfortable?"

Since leaving Amara this afternoon, Syakil's mind continues to be disturbed and can not be calm at all. Since then he had been in and out of the room but was confused about whether to step or not.

It has become commonplace, if the son is cringe like this the problem is not far from women. Mikhail thought about Zia before they got married. Kanaya isn't too nosy, it's up to her son. Although this is a good sign, but at all Kanaya does not want to force Syakil must be this and that.

"Ck, I can't keep this up."

Syakil can not continue to be shackled by these feelings of anxiety. Her body may be at home, but her mind is still settled in the apartment Amara. Bad thoughts back to tease her, especially after seeing how Eva directly.

Ketar-ketir syakil? Very, the man stepped quickly and passed out without saying goodbye to Kanaya. Yes, it is also possible that he disturbed the mother who was sleeping.

The roar of the car broke the atmosphere of the night, Syakil drove at a moderate speed because indeed he had no ideals to end up on the highway. Syakil's only goal this time is one, Amara.

Without contacting first, without giving the instructions the man was already standing in front of the door of the apartment Amara. A little nervous because it was Syakil's step as if there was no rest.

"Ck, is he sleeping or what?"

Syakil waited long enough, it seemed impossible this hour had gone to sleep. Because usually the more mature a person sleep hours getting late, if indeed Amara has fallen asleep at this hour, it means that the woman is really the woman who manages her life as best as possible.

Syakil won't stop until this door opens and he'll be able to calm down well with an Amara. As worried as that was indeed, the shadow of how mischievous the seduction of this man who entered the residence of this woman was the main reason.

"Why so long? Sleep on?" syakil asked when the door was open, without even saying hello he asked the point.

"What's wrong? Why come nights like this?" Instead of answering, Amara asked. The arrival of the man this afternoon who is now wearing pajamas with a blue cat motif the owner of the magic door was clearly making Amara surprised.

Had suspected that the guest was the man who was looking for Eva, that's why Amara chose to be silent and deliberately did not open it. Not without reason he deliberately so, Amara is now alone while Eva is clearly plunged into the field of work haramnya.

"I'm worried, where is your brother?"

"Go, tomorrow morning maybe go home .. Why look for my brother? Interested?" amara asked seriously, she really asked and it made Syakil's forehead wrinkle.

"Can I come in?"

Unable to get permission but she had already entered by herself, Amara sighed softly. At least it takes time to get to know each other, while this guy actually comes to her as if Amara is his.

Syakil's allegation that Amara was the woman who actually set her schedule is gravely wrong. The man was surprised when he saw the food was still messy on the living room table. The television is on and snacks are scattered here and there.

"Yes, why is it?"

Amara sat back half-locking the door, accustomed to being inside, she would lock the door to protect herself from the insolent man who often mistakenly thought that Eva was her.

"Looky, eating at this hour .. is no longer the time, your snacks are too, my God."

Repot once, for life this time there are people who feel uncomfortable with what he does. Syakil shook his head slowly then cleaned the sofa that was even difficult to sit on.

"Because I can only be free when Eva's sister leaves, I don't like to eat in the room, it'll mess up a lot of red ants."

Reasonable answers while making Syakil touched. The man was stunned for a moment as he looked at Amara who returned to continue his dinner.

Even in her own residence, Amara can only be free when the night starts late.. Miraculously, Syakil let out a rough breath while looking at Amara with the tail of his eyes.

"Why not move? After all your lives are different" Syakil said later, in his mind really asking what reason is appropriate to make Amara survive in this hellish place.

"Moved?"

Syakil nodded, because according to Syakil settled in this place as well as Amara committed suicide. Unexpected things can happen, especially Amara is also a beautiful woman who has grown up. Although he had said Amara's body was light and lacking in nutrients, in fact Syakil's eyes even realized that Amara's curves were indeed tolerable.

"You feel at home here? You deserve to feel a better life, Amara .. Maybe all this time you still survive, tomorrow-tomorrow how? You are an adult, even though your clothes are deliberately loose like men's eyes are the same," Syakil said as if to scare Amara, suddenly Amara covered her chest with both palms.

"Ti-not all, except me." Syakil justifies his speech, not realizing if he is also a man. Intentions instigate Amara to move, but what happens is Amara's view on him increasingly assorted.

"Hm, I'll move on."

Amara confirmed her nightgown that was slightly open in the neck area. At all he did not expect that Syakil would come, while he who had just taken a shower a moment ago was clearly looking for clothes that he felt comfortable with.

Siallan, the more messum I get in his eyes

Tbc

- Jan forgot deposit, this is on ask for crazy up love coffee dlu try .. othornya start not to stay up late✨