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CHAPTER 84 - A Proverb of Chakra

"Jawwaaab, Ra_aargh."

Cakra's silly questions have not been answered and he has now ended up collapsing over his wife's body with gasping breaths. The chakra energy as if drained away, the man buried his face in the niche of the wife's neck to momentarily normalize her heartbeat.

In contrast to Cakra who may now be calm and calm, Ameera who has just felt warm in the core still continues to think about the cause of the question Cakra. Yes, he was tired as well actually, but Ameera's brain was used to guessing it could not be invited to cooperate.

Long enough Cakra held his position, despite thoughts everywhere, Ameera still gently rubbed Cakra's shoulders while occasionally wiping her hair. Ameera's affection for the man seemed to lead her to caress Cakra lovingly, she truly loved him unconditionally.

"Capek huh?"

If before starting the game Ameera is asked, this time Cakra and Ameera's thin smile look as if she is underestimating the energy of Cakra. Cakra shook his head, slowly moving to Ameera's side and pulling the blankets up to cover them.

According to his confession is not tired, but from the eyes of Cakra who stared at the ceiling of the room and also his breath was very clear if the facts are different. Cakra was tired, he was sleepy and even his eyes had begun to shrink, but he tried to hold it until now to review a sweet smile on Ameera who had been looking at him since.

Cakra turned around, changed positions and now the faces of the two faced each other. As if he did not want to be separated, Cakra again wrapped his hands around the waist of the wife. "Thank you for taking care of yourself for me, Ameera," said Cakra sincerely, as sincere as the beautiful look in her eyes.

Spotting the darrah that Cakra had seen increasingly confirms if Ameera was so awake. As Cakra has known for a long time, in the world that Ameera wrestles it is really possible for actresses to act out of bounds.

Moreover, considering the association in the big city has been contaminated with western culture, of course, it increasingly creates a gap if Ameera wants. However, Ameera managed to take care of herself, the honor that Papa Mikhail had long insisted should only be given to men who have the status of husband, tonight he has handed over to someone who has full rights over him.

Ameera had in vain maintained all of that in various ways. Even if it gets a lot of hate speech from men who fail to get it, but for Ameera it is not a problem at all. Evidently, everything he took care of as well as possible now he gave to a man who greatly appreciated him.

"Such a vow," chirped Cakra then smiled intently with eyes getting smaller which made the atmosphere of the haru crumble instantly.

Ameera's smile faded, her teary eyes suddenly dried on their own and her tears dispersed without being asked. The Cakra Celeukan managed to create a reddish pseudo on the beautiful face of the wife that made Cakra more comfortable to look at her.

Not wanting to be misbehaved for too long, Ameera immediately remembered what she wanted to discuss if Cakra began to get back into power. The silly question before the man reached the peak of pleasure just a moment ago still filled Ameera's mind, really.

Actually, the habit has been integrated in his family. However, once faced with an interlocutor like Cakra, it turns out Ameera only realized that it is quite annoying as well. "Can't it be if the nanya was answered first, not behind the nanya?"

His wife's voice slightly raised, and it was clear that Cakra was chuckling slowly and again tightening his arms so that the two were no longer distant. "Garak, do you remember the shameful adage of asking astray on the road, dear?"

Just a few seconds ago, Ameera's lips were not dry and she did the same thing again, asking when asked. Not wanting his energy wasted, this time Ameera chose to serve the talk of the little boy so that his curiosity was answered immediately. "Hm, what does that have to do with my question?"

"As a living being, asking is important, Ra .. as the saying goes, under certain circumstances the wording will be different. For example like that, if you are embarrassed to ask, it will be lost in the womb." So confident Cakra expressed his opinion, not forgetting accompanied by hand movements that made him look genius.

Ameera who was lazy joked only yes and did not care what Cakra thought. It was up to him to get lost in the womb or the intestines of twelve fingers, but indeed Cakra's answer did not satisfy him at all and that was not what Ameera wanted.

"So seriously, why ask? Don't you want to have children anytime soon?" Not wanting to joke, Ameera now asked a serious question and managed to make Cakra pursed his lips.

Ameera's eyes look sad, sadness is clearly visible and Cakra can draw conclusions if his wife misunderstands. "That's not it, Ra, but before this we've never discussed children or anything like that, I just don't want my actions to go wrong and get you into trouble later."

"Jawab be honest, if it is objected we can postpone ...." Since then Ameera had tried to hold it, but when she said all turned out to hold back tears it was very difficult and this moment Ameera felt like a selfish woman who robbed Cakra of her youth. "I-I don't care if you want to enjoy your youth, Cakra, I don't want you to be constrained and burdened after marrying me," he continued, sobbing and it could not be separated from the view of Cakra.

"Have you?"

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- To Be Continued