Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 54 - Ameera Threat

"So seriously you're talking?"

Cakra nodded, after the misaligned drama that Cakra could sigh long when Papa Mikhail's 'Yes' reply was heard clearly in his ear. Who would have thought, someone who was so afraid Cakra actually responded as softly as that, in contrast to someone who Ameera called the Zean Brother.

How the person, Cakra had never met in person. However, according to Ameera's story, his physique is not much different from Sean, the older brother who had Cakra met in Bandung. It's just that, the attitude is often unexpected.

This is also justified Mahendra, so what Cakra experienced is not comparable to what Mahendra felt so far. In fact, if you think about it better because chakra is not every day.

"really? But in the end he married?"

"Hm, that's right .. according to the story of his former employees, he changed the secretary dozens of times and the only one who feels at home is Syila's sister who is his wife now."

Cakra blinked slowly, thinking that such a character was a fairy tale. In fact it is real, and immediately Cakra was curious about the figure of Ameera's sister. "Why can? I-I mean why would Saila want to know that character?"

Mahendra approached, deliberately whispering so as not to be heard by Ameera who was busy with Ayumi preparing their dinner.

Hearing Mahendra's story, Cakra immediately felt dejavu for his story. As he once found, and almost similar only different versions.

"similar? Similar who?" Mahendra's forehead shriveled, confused instantly and suddenly curious to make.

Cakra chuckled, after trying to remember many times, then he realized that the life path of Ameera's sister-in-law was almost exactly their story. "Like my story," replied Cakra then covering his face, it could be said he felt a little embarrassed.

"Beda Cakra, I think your story is exactly the story of lord Ibra .. grandfather Ameera."

"Huh?"

Ameera never told me about this, obviously Cakra's eyes suddenly faded and became increasingly interested in the series of their family stories. "Hm, if I told you you'd be surprised."

Of course, Cakra did not deny it and it is true that he was surprised, even at the beginning of the story. "May you tell me a little?"

Not only can, it is certainly very permissible and Mahendra will not mind at all to express it. Just as when hearing the story of Zean who made his secretary as a mistress, to Ameera's predecessor who also started from the relationship between adult women and paid men.

Unlike hearing the love story of Zean, so heard more in the story of Ibra the smile of Cakra dim instantly. Instead of laughing, Cakra felt discouraged. The figure of Ibra that Mahendra had considered the same, in fact much different and Cakra felt like dust compared to the man.

"Different, Kak Mahen .. his omen are lucky, the paid guy turns out to be a conglomerate. If Ameera is different, pay a guy yes actually the guy is destitute," chirped Cakra immediately make Mahendra's stomach hurt.

Laughter is no longer able to hold. Ameera said, Cakra is not an ordinary man. He who is self-conscious and never rises, even firmly he realizes the flaws in his life.

At all Mahendra did not think afraid of being discovered or anything like that. Because it was already funny to laugh after that. The laughter that turned out not only invited the subtle creatures, but also invited Ameera's anger to end landing a palm right on her shoulder.

"Aaawwwhh, can't use a little softness? Your palms are so hot, Ameera!!"

"Eat him diem, already know the forest all."

Whether since when Ameera and Ayumi had joined in front of the bonfire with them, Mahendra was completely unaware. Dinner that was originally anticipated was ready to make Mahendra anger forced to be muted, of course because of hunger.

Mahendra begins to taste their simple dinner menu, accidentally sitting near Ayumi for fear of Ameera hitting again. "No, Kang ... Meera tea is ripe, I just help prepare the ingredients."

"Oh, it's natural to feel less than all." Just because he knew who was cooking, Mahendra's praise was suddenly different and of course it offended Ameera until now suddenly lazy to talk.

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Aware of the change in mood of the lover, Cakra sesigap it in action. Actually Mahendra's speech is not wrong, the tongue of Cakra also feels the same thing and indeed less all, whether it is salty, savory, the essence is lacking.

"Don't be forced, I can't cook." Ameera hinders when Cakra tries to finish his meal without any waste.

Actually he has tried as much as possible, on his tongue is also suitable and it does not taste much different from the cuisine of Mikhayla, the older brother. It's just that, somehow so it reached Mahendra's tongue it felt as if it did not arrive.

"Boy, you know this is the best food you've ever made."

"Oh yeah? Really?"

Cakra nodded, he did not lie and indeed Ameera's cooking this time was much better than the egg soup she prepared in the apartment, as it could still be enjoyed.

Ameera had a smile, but in the end frowned too after a while. "But not the best food you've ever enjoyed, right?" ask Ameera that sad. Impressed to be excessive, but indeed his heart was a little dissatisfied tonight.

A little heavy-hearted, but he had to tell the facts. However, Ameera is not offended, she accepts with a free chest before later convincing Cakra if he will try better in the future. "Later, I will stop working and learn to cook for a husband like a mama," concluded Ameera sure very well to make the heart of Cakra warm for a while.

"Husband?"

"Hm, you want to be my husband?" Serious question, but under the guise of a joke and Ameera still continues to chew since.

Cakra was silent for a moment, staring at the beautiful bead of Ameera there. "Hm, since yesterday I've said I want to, Ra."

After that Ameera no longer answered, but showed a history of messages on the screen of his phone that made Cakra's eyes perfectly rounded. "I've sent the same papa, beware that tomorrow changes its stance."

"You sent?"

Cakra panicked, while Ameera simply blinked her eyes before saving her phone. Little Cakra was unconscious, if Ameera had recorded their conversation. "Raaa .. tomorrow? What tomorrow?" tanya Cakra rushed over as soon as she saw Ameera starting to prepare to enter the tent, deliberately escaping after making Cakra panic instead of playing.

"By!! Ameera!! Ck tung_ ays yeah, God."

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- To Be Continued