Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 21 - Difficult Signals

Ameera had been exhausted after hearing Mahendra's words. Unfortunately, the woman had to wait the next day for her complete answer. Not the annoyance of Ameera, I don't know what happened actually, which obviously the woman had thought if Mahendra deliberately looking for things and playing games.

Nevertheless, he still obeyed Mahendra's orders. Waiting for the day to change was not difficult as long as he could find the Cakra immediately. Until, this moment Ameera's waiting is over as well and her eyes sparkle to welcome Mahendra's presence.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, but why wear a suitcase? What's the chakra outside the city?" Yesterday Ameera did not have time to ask why she was asked to prepare various equipment as if she wanted to vacation.

Without answering, Mahendra only commented a smile while putting Ameera's suitcase in. At exactly eight in the morning, Ameera left the main residence, they were in between Ricko to the airport, Ameera's eyes opened and she was able to conclude that they were indeed going out of town.

"Take care of yourself, don't be so pretentious when you're on the phone."

Where he was actually taken Ameera did not know either, but Ricko had advised as if he would be sent to do community service. Hearing this, Ameera nodded, a little grateful that Ricko did not participate in the mission.

Staying with Mahendra alone, Ameera has entrusted everything to Mahendra. Already the woman said, to be taken to the end of the world is fine, as long as he managed to find the chakra, in a good state of course.

As much as Ameera's trust in Mahendra so that he can fall asleep so soundly along the way on Mahendra's side. It is true, the fruit fell not far from the tree, just like being on the side of Babas om, Ameera also felt the same when with Mahendra.

It was so good he slept, probably because last night he didn't sleep at all. In fact, he only woke up when he was in the car that made Ameera shake and awake in case.

"Are you awake, Miss?" Mahendra's voice instantly made Ameera's heart a little calmer and was only able to conclude that if they were on their way to their real destination, she almost yelled and guessed the no-no.

Ameera yawned, she stretched her muscles before then gazing at her wrist. Making sure how long he had been asleep, from what he felt seemed to be a long time and enough to replace his lack of sleep last night.

"God ... Mahen, seriously I slept all this time?" asked Ameera did not believe, many times Ameera make sure, the calculation is not wrong, approximately 5 hours.

"Yes, didn't Miss sleep last night?"

"Huft, yes, God, what could it be? Why haven't you been awake since?" Before answering Mahendra's question, he had already asked because he thought it was more important.

How can Ameera seem calm, it's clear she's like a baby to Mahendra and it's quite embarrassing. One thing that makes Ameera self-loathing is that she sleeps in a torpor, and strangely it still happens.

It's just that, if it's focused on that problem, then it's definitely just a waste of time. Therefore, Ameera is better to shift the conversation and focus on the long journey they are now feeling.

Ameera does not know where they are at the moment, but clearly the plane they are riding landed in one of his favorite cities, Bandung, West Java. The rest, he left it to Mahendra and the scenery out there made him feel like he didn't need to ask much.

The first ten minutes he was still enjoying the journey, but over time Ameera began to feel soreness in the waist and a little complaining with the terrain that passed by the car.

The scenery that he had seen seemed fun, long ago turned spooky because the forest was increasingly shady, into the category of wilderness. Ameera began to think and guess whether Mahendra might take him to a remote island or something.

Until, not long after the wait Ameera finally ended as well. After a long journey, they arrived at a village that is still quite beautiful and often Ameera met in a dream. The car they were riding stopped right in front of a simple, but very calming house.

"Well, it's beautiful .. prettier than the tv, sir?"

The praise made Ameera smile knots, from the way she spoke she seemed sincerely praising Ameera. "Thank you, ma'am," Ameera replied politely, she quite saluted the way the woman spoke.

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Ameera thought that Mahendra had brought her to the house in order to report as a mere guest. Apparently, that's where Ameera lives. The place that will be home as long as Ameera carries out her mission, expresses feelings for Cakra who is the most handsome young man in his homeland.

Ameera's eyes were wet, she was already impatient to meet her four eyes. However, the problem today is that it is dark and Ameera is no longer allowed to leave the house.

Not only is it Ameera's problem, but the facilities in this place are enough to make Ameera stroke the chest. Only for the sake of Cakra, he had to accept the circumstances and feel life with all its limitations.

The lighting of the potluck, the electricity in this place is not as stable as in the big city and the rain this afternoon made Ameera forced to enjoy the night with an oil lamp that looks so strange in her eyes. In addition, there is another one that is a major problem for Ameera and may make some parties suspect he disappeared from civilization, namely difficult signal.

"Mahen, are you sure Cakra is really in this village?"

"Hm, he was even born in this village," Mahendra replied as he sipped back the warm coffee that had not been reduced by half.

Ameera was heartbreaking, although the dim light of Mahendra could see if his young lady would cry while looking around the room, it could be concluded that the woman was a little depressed.

"But this time, the lights are yes, God, keep signaling ays I can gi_"

"Shuout." Mahendra shook his head slowly while putting his index finger on his lips, trying to remind Ameera to keep her speech. "I told you yesterday that Miss might not be able to face the reality" continued Mahendra who immediately made Ameera pull her hair.

"But you didn't tell me the reality was this scary!! Look, even if I cover my ears with cotton, the sound of the animals wins, Mahendra."

Instead of being concerned, hearing the conglomerate's daughter's complaint who had just heard the frog's voice directly seemed frightened even her lips were deathly pale.

"Remember your original purpose, Miss, there is Cakra awaiting the confession of love of an Ameera Hat_"

Plaques

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- To Be Continued