My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 89 - The Conjectured

The day changed, went as it should. Nothing is different and everything feels the same, especially for Amara. Shakil who is getting more attention even just because of a small thing, as well as Mikhail who suddenly extraordinary care for him Amara believed to be a blessing that the baby brought in his womb.

Today he asked for permission to go out with Zia, of course spending time as well as money. Precisely learning to spend money, Zia would be a good teacher for Amara today.

"Once, not every day, Ra."

As a woman who is equally respected through her partner, Zia always emphasizes that in her life. Having a rich husband does not mean making him forget the land, it seems that this principle is also held by Amara so firmly.

"Sister Mikhail give brother how much money a month?"

"Hm not necessarily, he does not limit .. even who holds the atm yes I. Is that not it too?" asked Zia later, before Mikhayla was born Mikhail was as good as he was. Even all the assets that Mikhail had on Zia's behalf were all, so it was no wonder that she was sometimes the poorest human being in the world when it came to Shakil.

"No, I don't dare either, brother."

As Zia had guessed, the faces of Amara were women who did not have the courage to tease such a thing at her husband.

"Fortunately Syakil can you," praised Zia was really honest, had worried because Syakil was almost a mental hospital patient, now everything really improved. Especially when Amara was present in his life.

The two went with Mike and the other two of course. Wherever these two angels might be released just like that, the prince would never be willing.

"I'm the lucky one to have him .. I used to think I was just kidding, even though it was broken because he chose me just because of a face that looked like Ganeta, but now I feel how genuine it is," said Amara smiled warmly, the ice cream that had melted was still delicious for him.

"Forgot that problem, the most important thing now you already understand how each of them feels, Syakil it's hard to fall in love, once hard love is also released .. from the beginning, his son was stubborn, Ra."

It is true Syakil stubborn, a few months so his wife only Amara understand how stubborn the husband even though his attitude is sometimes as gentle as knowing silk.

"Well, did you ever have a special relationship with her?"

Still curious, several times Syakil often make it burn when calling Zia first love. Although it has been explained it is joking, but Amara is in need of answers from the main character in the past Syakil.

"No, we were close, but only temen... shocked also used to be brought to the same house mas Mikhail even met Syakil, very embarrassed me."

If he remembered, Zia felt amused to the pores. Remembering how he once hid in the room to avoid Syakil because he was ashamed of his circumstances. It is not good to repeat that dark time.

"Kirain really .. because he said his first love sister Zia, so I asked."

Actually it might be, but for the sake of keeping Amara's heart. The woman just shook her head slowly while giggling amusedly, it could be that Syakil dared to say such a thing to his own wife.

"Eh, sister .. but lately our husband is so shabby that why is it? So strange. Normally my husband would nag every room because he didn't like Mikhail's sister to bother, but lately they look really close."

Amara realized the difference, but it certainly seemed a good thing. As a woman who is also curious obviously want to know the real reason.

"They are, they are seasonal. Most also fighting again," Zia replied while pulling the corner of the lips, as Mikhail directs that Amara is prohibited from thinking about what happened. It is enough of them to be bothered about the truth about its origin.

"Can that be it?"

"Yes, proof of my words .. They usually do that, if one of the other problems usually get along, Ra."

Oops, leachability. Zia's eyes glared and panicked themselves after saying so. While Amara who realized it immediately blinked his eyes and seemed to think who had a problem.

"What problem, brother?"

"Have good reason, Mikhail has many thoughts now .. So he really needs Syakil as his helper." Yes, the wife of a liar ends up lying. No problem, rather than her sister-in-law being made to have a headache, she would rather spout a little of her husband's name.

"Ho, yes, that's the effect."

Daydreaming what, Mikhail who sometimes stayed on the living room sofa not because of daydreaming. But his fat objection, and it's what he used to do when he was alone.

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"How did it work?"

After a few days of waiting, proving something predictable was a waste of time. However, for now Syakil does not want to do something without end.

"As per the initial guess, they're blood."

Syakil did not reply, the man just fell silent then looked at Mikhail full of flat. Her brother moved a lot since a while ago, true pity.

"Ck, is your response just that? Flat once ... shocked cake, what cake!! Weird."

He was disappointed to see his silent sister exactly dry canoebo, without showing any reaction. In fact, this is not a hundred percent good news, because this is the same as making it clear that Wiranata's speech is true.

"Then you want me how?"

"At least surprised as in the soap operas .. This is a big fact, Shakil!!" mikhail shouted up even sounded like using a mosque toa, yes it is.

"I no longer think about it, from the beginning it was already suspicious. What we don't understand here is why Amara could lose her birth parents .. that's all." Syakil stared pusillan without direction, if economic matters felt very unlikely.

"He may be lazy to watch the night, or do we not know," answered Mikhail guessed that Seakil clucked and considered his brother's answer from earlier and only made him more upset.

"Is there no other answer than that?"

"There!! Maybe her mom's worried that the milk is dry when double spending." It gets weird and Syakil decides not to ask Mikhail anymore, his brother's job is enough to get here because he is worried that he will only speculate according to his brain.

"Thank you for this, what do you want as a gift for your hard work, brother?"

Mikhail's role was very, very helpful, and Syakil was not an ungrateful person. Obviously the question is serious and so is it.

"I don't want anything, your trials lately have been so much...Take this as my gratitude because you have been a good person to Zia a few years ago," she said very wisely, Syakil just stared in admiration at Mikhail. This is the rarest thing ever, suspicious.

"Seriously?"

"Hm, after all, I can't always be by your side. .. before Zia and I go home, at least it's useful for you," she replied then so casually and somehow Syakil's heart suddenly melow hear it.

"What dream was last night? Strange as it is," Syakil said later, it is undeniable that this is indeed a little strange.

"The dream of buying a house next to your mansion, seems empty huh?" Regretfully Syakil asked, already he guessed that Mikhail's words had absolutely no point.

- To be continue