Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 110 - The Temptation of the Husband

One of the most difficult things for Pras was to accompany the two people. If only Cakra is usually like an ordinary human, but once he was with his wife, Prasetya as if faced with a pair of unyielding lions.

Not only is the man sensitive, but the woman is the same. They really support each other when together, it is not wrong if many give up if they are both, including Mahendra and Ricko.

Prasetya had met several times with both of them, and their experience was more or less the same. Not the first time Pras felt, the incident this morning has been the umpteenth time and unfortunately Pras can not do much but take care of himself.

After nearly being subjected to Cakra's rage, the man's after breakfast porridge did not have the courage to get close. He watched from a distance alone, bearing witness to how sweet the couple was.

Pras was really stuck, the intention of the heart just wanted to watch, but it turned out to be forced to follow Cakra back to his in-laws home. You can imagine Pras' nervousness, while he knows what family is as crowded as if it had been gathered.

Based on the family event, it was easy for Cakra to turn around and choose his in-laws residence as a place to go home. The chakras look different every time he enters the house, probably because it is crowded and the atmosphere is so warm that he feels at home.

Honestly speaking, seeing the difference in Cakra, Pras felt a little guilty. Although not his will, but he can conclude Cakra lost a lot of things just to obey his grandfather's will.

It looks silly, but the scene in front of him may be true Cakra yearns. If at home, Cakra is not much movement, but now since thirty minutes arrived at the residence of his in-laws, Cakra looks the most spirit in the field with his wife's family members.

"Pras, join ... Why just stand here?"

The arrival of Ameera surprised Pras who had only been a spectator of Cakra and others playing badminton. In fact, since the first time it has also been treated like a child himself, but still Prasetya a lot of silence and behave like the shadow of Cakra.

"No, brother, I just watch him," Pras said still polite and reckless to call Ameera brother even though almost thrown a glass a moment ago.

When Ameera was not so alone, they attacked each other when they were together. Until, not long ago, the Cakra that Pras had been watching now approached and handed over the racket that he had held.

"Where playing, I did not invite you here just to watch me," he said then encouraged Pras to want to socialize with others.

On target, Mahendra who pulled the man's hand until Pras was unable to dodge anymore.

Cakra chuckled at Pras' panicked face, once in a while the man needed to familiarize himself so as not to be as stiff as a broomstick, he thought. "Ra, thirsty, I don't want to drink it."

After being uproarious he complained of thirst, and unfortunately a little protest even though Ameera had not offered anything at all. He refused the mineral water that Ameera had prepared for them, without answering what she wanted Cakra to pull his wife over and now headed for the kitchen.

"What's thewant? Don't drink that macem-macem if it's that dry abis."

Cakra stared at some cool drinks neatly arranged there, knowing Ameera would be angry her choice still fell on her favorite cold cola. The man is indeed sometimes obedient, but there are times when he is also a dissident and cannot be restrained.

"Well relieved, will you?"

"No, just you," rejected Ameera who then passed away and chose the room as a place of escape.

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Last slept at her papa's house about two weeks ago, it was clear Ameera felt a longing for her room. The woman threw her body on the bed, accompanied by Cakra who did the same thing while still sweating all.

"Masa? The feeling no," Cakra replied casually and sniffed his scent, especially the armpits.

"You, your nose is wrong .. there is a bath," Ameera said with her eyes closed, completely unaware if she had not yet taken a bath.

Surely Cakra would not let him calm down, by all means the man thwarted Ameera's plan to close his eyes. "Open your eyes!! Can't sleep .. It's not time yet."

"Geeuungh!!" He moaned, and it was an vent of anger because it was furious.

"No, just take a shower."

Failing just to tease her while lying down, Cakra pulled Ameera's hand until she was carried away. Very strong energy Cakra, even though Ameera was two-bodied and his weight increased quite a lot.

"Bandi yuk, we have not played water for a long time," caju Cakra patted the face of Ameera who had since closed his eyes even though he was standing.

"Main water?"

"Iyaa ... mumpung weekend, tomorrow-tomorrow I am busy," said Cakra slowly in the hope that Ameera will be lulled by his temptation this time.

Ameera can grasp Cakra's intent, even more so when she feels her hand start touching everywhere. "Lock the door" whispered Ameera who was as fast as Cakra could.

Without a second thought, he obeyed the wishes of his wife. But before that he looked for a piece of paper and pencil that made Ameera wonder what her plan was.

"What do you want?"

"If only locked, usually Pras does not understand ... Well if it's like this is still disturbed I also gouged out his eyeballs," said Cakra while starting to do something that made Ameera embarrassed.

"The chakras!! Why do I have to tell you that we're taking a shower?"

"Darling, listen to me .. Did you forget he was the most innocent of all creatures? His brain is only smart in academics, but on the other hand a big zero. If not given this information, he thinks we sleep normally and I don't want to be disturbed," Cakra replied that he did not want to lose, he felt wrong and his steps were very right.

"Yes but it doesn't need to be painted either! How obvious is that again." Ameera was suddenly frustrated, really.

"Oh yeah? This clear?" asked Cakra to make sure, the talent that the man has can not be underestimated.

"Hm, very clear!!"

"Good, good luck, I stick first," concluded Cakra passed out leaving Ameera who is now moving slowly, he just resigned this time.

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- To Be Continued