My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 25 - Both (Wrong Time)

Not even ten minutes, Amara was already completely asleep with her head on Syakil's lap. Had refused at first, but Syakil who suddenly pulled it made Amara could not avoid.

As Syakil had guessed before leaving, it was really raining right now. Quite swift even Syakil reduced the speed in order to make his wife feel comfortable.

Syakil continues to drive so focused even though the wife sleeps soundly in her lap. A few years ago he had this feeling, with a different woman but Syakil's feelings did not change, this was exactly the same and the man seemed to rediscover his love that disappeared a few years ago.

"Where have you been all this time, dear ...what exactly did you avoid that time," Syakil said unconsciously when caressing Amara's face so gently.

The journey home was very long, Syakil arrived home when it was getting dark. The man was deliberately silent for a while waiting for his wife to wake up on her own.

Smooth movements began to feel, Amara seemed to be awake and now rubbed her eyes slowly. The man commented on the smile when the beautiful bead of the wife looked at him.

"We've arrived?" amara asked to hide a red tinge on both cheeks, only to open her eyes but the man had managed to make himself wrong.

"Have I disturbed your sleep?"

Amara shook her head, although it was Syakil's fingers that kept tracing her face was the reason why she woke up a while ago.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Syakil's gaze and thin smile left Amara confused herself. Why did her husband suddenly smile was unclear when he was awake.

"What a big deal? While sleeping," said Syakil tidying up Amara's hair that is actually not so random.

"Not so, more slumbering at night," replied Amara as it is and managed to make Syakil again smile thinly, this is too funny even want to taste Syakil bite.

"Masa? But you drooled so much," said Syakil and make Amara reflex touch the corner of his lips, it was unexpected and believe the shame of Amara was as wide as space.

"Jeez .. since when did I ...."

After all, Amara who had been embarrassed was made even more faceless when she realized an island in Syakil jeans had been formed so perfectly.

"Which issue?" amara asked frantically and intended to wipe the wet-looking husband's pants.

"Make what? Don't think, Ra .. This is your saliva anyway, no problem."

I know his wife is ashamed, but she doesn't matter. Because in this second, even though it was Amara's blood, Syakil was not disgusting at all.

"I'm sorry, I'll wash it .. I don't accidentally, I usually don't drool, I swear."

Amara even raised both fingers as a sign of the truth of his expression. However, Syakil nodded slowly as if giving in to the statement of the wife.

"Washing clothes is not your job, Ra .. I'm not marrying you to do that kind of thing."

Deepened, confused and all the feelings Amara seems to feel now. She who used to do nothing herself when her destiny said she had to be independent was clearly made to wit when her husband said so.

"Let's go down, you can take a bath and sleep again if you want."

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Yesterday also in the room only two, but somehow tonight it feels different. They only had dinner together, if usually there would be a conversation in-laws, now it was just the clang of a spoon that was heard.

"Why put aside? Don't like?" Syakil began the conversation when he saw Amara pull a peanut flake on her plate.

"I can't, I don't like it."

He is allergic to peanuts, while Ganeta is not. Among the many similarities, Syakil found one difference between them.

"Can't you? Allergies, Ra?" tanya Syakil began to be a little curious about his wife.

"Since when?" syakil asked again, Amara's previous answer made her feelings really feel different.

"Long time .. I don't remember," replied Amara still focused on spending her dinner, all questions Syakil always answered so.

"Hm, finish your meal."

Syakil still continued to wait for him, even though the man had finished since then, but he was still so faithful waiting for Amara to end.

Long enough also turned out to wait for his wife to finish, if Syakil alone maybe now he was asleep on the bed, inexplicably now he felt at home waiting for Amara to move.

It is fortunate that Syakil has a mother of a Kanaya, although the woman really loves her three grandchildren, but with her who always gives space both have shown if she understands her son.

Arriving at the room, an Amara who had looked so tired and sleep-deprived now looked fresh, probably because she had finished eating.

Starting from Syakil who suddenly recommended a new film that is now being discussed, both now make the room like an impromptu cinema.

This mode of Syakil or unintentional is actually Amara is also confused. He who is not so fond of watching does not think if a work of erotic romance genre Polish content will be as hot as that.

His eyes are commonly used to watch a comedy show suddenly balled this time. The air conditioner in their room was cold, but why after watching the film was a little hot. It is not only Amara who feels, of course Syakil too.

"Ra," Shakil whispered so close to his ear, Amara who was in Syakil's arms was clearly made silent this time.

"Yeah, What?"

She whispered back, but in the room there were only the two of them, Amara was carried away so chose to whisper in order to appreciate the main cast of the film she watched.

"Hot."

"Sama, I'm hot too."

"Please get the blanket?" syakil asked biting his lip then, he would not hang on in the blanket until the film was over, it would not.

Amara nodded because the blanket only made her more tortured, a few moments after that they still feel the same thing, the more Syakil even now scramble his hair.

"Why is this movie?" asked Amara began to fret, really he thought this was only full action, where he knew that the action shown was different.

"Sir Mikhail said it's good, I'll take it."

Regretting once he followed Mikhail's advice, it was only natural that the man suggested being watched with the couple. Now, Syakil was hot on his own even Juno revolted and stood up as if he wanted to go out and watch the film.

"Danger, I was matured advice brother Mikhail," grumbled Amara later, indeed he had guessed there must be a human behind this.

"You are an adult, Ra .. You have a husband, which means more than an adult." Syakil rattled his wife's hair slowly, the man tried to look calm even though the scene in the film really made her tormented.

True too, Amara sighed softly again enjoying the flow of the film. But, a few moments later Syakil touched noisily, the hug that was previously on the outside of the shirt now snuck in and rubbed his back many times, and it was amazingly amused for an Amara.

"Nr ...." Amara held Syakil's chest which was now getting closer to her.

"Hm? Why?"

"Don't continue, I can't take responsibility yet" said Amara understood what he wanted, before he was crazy better hold it now.

"Damn it, I forgot." Shakil riled and drowning his face in Amara's chest, he completely forgot about this.

"I don't like it, I don't like it."

In some circumstances Syakil would swearing, and it was quite rough on Amara's ears. Often such words are heard even the name of a garden animal will Syakil mention when he does not like the circumstances.

"I'm sorry, honey .. I don't mean that, ah we're just sleeping. The movie is ugly, really, really ugly!!" There is no rough, but it is the same as swearing too.

Tbc