My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 96 - Shy To Old

"For this time Papa was wrong, sorry but Papa shouldn't have asked for such absurd things."

Just yesterday, Mikhail came to Ibra's residence to express his anxiety. Kanaya said if Ibra stayed on his decision, yes actually he was a little upset because the man suddenly seemed like he was not Ibra.

"She's the daughter of Wiranata, Khail .. and Papa has been rumored_"

"Oath to whom? As we know, when Amara entered this house we did not expect her to be the daughter of Wiranata. Papa's Oath only applies if the woman in question is Ganeta, not Amara.

Dizzying once, Ibra clucked bitterly and then seemed to think. Actually from yesterday he was focused on this, but his ego and prestige still hasn't changed even though he's not young anymore.

"Syakil's life got better after he got married, Papa don't spoil his happiness ... Or Papa wants him to be a dissident for women like Papa used to do in his youth?"

Checkmate, Ibra's mumbling. Indeed, the most interlocutor who can make Ibra speechless is his eldest son. Mikhail's words were relaxed but managed to make Ibra die of fleas, Mikhail's mainstay style did bring Ibra's past.

"Mikhail you ...."

"I'm serious, Pa. .. Among those of us who take care of women as well as possible is Syakil."

Ibra was stunned to hear the words of his son, it is true that not naughty among them is Syakil. Both from association and friendship, somehow the prayer of Kanaya to his one son can be different.

"One more time, do not ever refuse the presence of his child .. baby in the womb of holy Amara, papa may reject it," added Mikhail inexhaustible, already like advising his son.

"For this matter Papa admitted it was wrong, Papa should not have said it to Syakil. But, for some reason Papa was hard pressed to accept the fact that the woman was Wiranata's daughter," Ibra's swipe at the directionless nano, the man gave a rough sigh and seemed confused as to what to say next.

"Oh, take it. Besides Amara herself doesn't know that at all, Pa. This kind of thing Papa can't equate as a lie" Mikhail said back towards it, it seems that the man will not run out of words to attack Ibra.

"That's not what Papa means, Khail."

"Whatever Papa's purpose, whether it's upset with his parents or others. What's clear is Papa's heart, accept her as Papa's daughter."

Very wise, until Ibra was made to think hard when his son spoke. Indeed Kanaya also had time to say the same thing, and when Mikhail who said he felt more guilty.

"Yes, Papa understands that the two of you will not be able to be nosy if the matter of the couple .. maintain your stand like this," said Ibra gave up in the end, said, the man took a deep breath then he exhaled slowly. There was a thin smile she showed there, yes although it was barely noticeable but Mikhail's eyes could not be lied to.

Ibra forgets that she is, too, stubborn and determined to hold that choice is the most enduring legacy for her son, especially Mikhail.

"Thank you, Pa. .. I will tell Syakil, pity he can not sleep well since returning from Indonesia because of the desire Papa there crazy-gilanya," he spoke later and made Ibra delicate, as if she had no other words, the man thought.

"Whatever you say, so as not to be extended and not also added .. at the same time so that you do not ask for admin fees from the information you provide it."

Mikhail gagged immediately, the man gaping as soon as he heard the papa's words.

"Gosh, I don't, Pa."

"Ck, Papa knows what's in your brain. Poor Syakil you keep giggling like that."

Ibra understands the brain of his eldest son, confused as to why everything should be money. Although Syakil did not complain, but everything that happened was enough to answer how serious he was.

It seemed like both of them were making silent, Mikhail seemed to be caught off guard before acting and Ibra was always urged to examine his past.

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"Papa just wants to say that, take good care of your wife. Papa likes a strict man like you, about Wiranata Papa will not care how he wants. The decision is in your hands right now, Syakil."

Syakil who had just woken up was obviously surprised by the phone from the father. He seemed to get an answer from his efforts, his eyes even wet unexpectedly.

"Pa? Papa didn't say the wrong thing, did he?"

"Hm, no."

Irritated talk, just in essence and not much behavior is the characteristic of the father if it is serious. Syakil's chest was prickly, he bit his lip because he held back tears this morning.

Although there was no other message longer than Ibra, but he was grateful to hear the news as good as this. Without disconnecting his phone he rushed at the wife who is now just finished cleaning up.

"Darling!!"

Amara who was suddenly attacked with a kiss many times was clearly surprised. Amara was even confused to take a breath when her husband acted.

"What the hell are you?"

Syakil just a little away when Amara pushed his lips, confused himself why suddenly he could be like this.

"Love you, Amara .. I'm so happy today" she said with teary eyes, Amara, who had a cotton heart, was clearly touched and worried about her husband.

"You why? A nightmare, huh? Why are you crying like this?"

Her husband did smile, but Syakil's wet eyes clearly made Amara worried. Although he was upset to be attacked bertubi with his death kiss, Amara still wiped Syakil's tears gently.

"Why?"

"I'm just moved, my wife is too beautiful .. don't ever think to get away from me yeah, honey," Syakil said later, the more Amara wiped her tears the more it flowed unexpectedly.

"Why are you being such a crybaby. I told you I'd never go, you're where I go." Amara is not a woman who can spoil her husband with every phrase like this. And this time it succeeded in making Syakil's cry can not be covered.

"Sure, Papa turn it off first .. if there's anything you want to talk about just call later."

Huh huh? Whose voice is that? Amara looked up, she looked at Syakil confusedly. Likewise with her husband, with a face that was currently flushed she looked at the confused Amara.

"Your phone" he said when he realized that there seemed a call was running long enough.

"Huh? Jeez ... Papa?"

Syakil ketar-ketir at once embarrassed mixed into one. However, he had not had time to talk crisp laughter of the father then sounded, to apologize Ibra first disconnected his phone. Die him, obviously his papa heard what he did just a moment ago.

"Yet you call Papa kiss, I'm ashamed."

"Ma-sorry, Honey .. sorry." Speaking of shame, he was the same. If in front of Mikhail alone may still be able to, but if it has been faced with the papa where maybe he is ordinary.

- To Be Continue -

Hi-hai, how are you all? Sorry, I'm late. The reason was not that there was Mikhayla to hold, but indeed today I was busy finishing everything in my RL. Please understand yes, soon I will add up Mikhayla and also Syakil. See You's