Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 97 - Not Common Nausea

One of the things that should be grateful for Cakra at this time is being reunited with his wife's family. How not? Having a loving wife is already amazing for Cakra. Plus he also has in-laws and a brother-in-law who are also very protective of him.

Let alone wanting to be a struggle, both his grandfathers had already lost before the war. Before meeting the two of them honestly Cakra was afraid, various allegations of danger would come to him and Ameera was clearly there.

However, that no longer applies at this time. The chakras are free to live freely, wherever they want to be safe. He who used to live a kara, is now expected to three families at once with the same responsibility.

As quickly as Cakra's life turned around, in just an instant his eyes were at the top. Not only family, but other people also love him because nothing changes in the chakras.

Until this moment the wife is still the main one, Cakra is so glorifying Ameera and instantly the standard of the couple according to some women is to be like Cakra.

However, there are still things that make Ameera headache. Especially the fans of Cakra who sometimes blatantly expect the double.

"Your fans are bigoted anyway? Was I really that cool enough to dare to suspect you will become a widower in the near future? Huh uh?"

Cakra smiled wryly at his chirping. Since this morning the wife did not stop nagging, her anger Ameera is not a joke and she really wants to go to the fanatical fans of Cakra directly this second as well.

It is clear that Cakra's social media accounts are only his wife, but still there are unconscious people who judge Cakra as much as possible. "Ah my blood pressure seems to be rising, here's your phone, I'm nauseous."

An hour long only she babiskan to bulldoze the itchy account that roamed in her husband's post terngata quite tiring. Ameera handed Cakra's phone before then passing it to the bathroom.

Cakra thought he was just joking, but in fact Ameera was really nauseous to the point of vomiting until Cakra panicked. Although already limp due to removing his stomach, Ameera still continues to grumble and grumble because he does not like the behavior of fanatical Cakra fans.

"This must be because of them ... My sheep just get angry, you know what this sign is?" Ameera rubbed her chin which looked wet.

He caught his breath and leaned against the bathroom wall. Either which makes him very tired, between vomiting or imagining the death seduction of chakra fans he doesn't know either. "This heart hurts too much, until it shakes and my stomach feels its pain."

Ameera was expressing her frustration, but in Cakra's eyes it was too funny to hold the laughter for longer. Not because it was nice to see his wife suffering, but the wife's poetic words tickled in her ears.

"How come you're laughing? Do you see his wife as a madman?"

Seeing her nagging Cakra was already laughing, especially when she admitted to being exactly a madman. Not wanting his wife to be further immersed in grief, Cakra hugged her so tightly.

Trying to provide calmness and explanation that what he thinks is not right. "I'm sorry, if my job hurt you too much .. then I'll find another job" he said slowly.

It is undeniable, all the annoyance and things that make Ameera's heart goosebumps come from her work. Although it is not the desire of Cakra, the fan came alone and he has done many ways to take care of his wife's heart.

Yet still, a thousand compliments seemed to lose with just one negative comment on them. Not the first time Ameera like this, entering three months of marriage their fans are still uncontrollable.

Usually Ameera is not this way, he is not so responsive even though it is considered to use pellets or something from haters who do not accept to see him happy. Just this morning Cakra watched his wife tantrum even to the point of ending up vomiting everything.

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While enjoying his time off, Cakra did not want to waste time. Just watching television, but enough for them.

"The action is very, very unnatural, look!! It's a lie, must've used the drops."

Throughout the watch it was clear he was not enjoying the storyline, but rather commenting on the players. Less natural, uneven make-up, the road is stiff and everything Ameera protests. "Here it is again, the guy's a handsome ass."

Cakra massaged the base of his nose, after his co-star who was the object of Ameera's annoyance, this time he who was cursed handsome snobs right in front of his eyes, a very useful honesty.

Ameera did not stop nagging before the screen in front of her suddenly turned black. The woman was surprised and looked at Cakra full of questions, "No idea, abis token kali," chirped Cakra which then made Ameera blink slowly.

"When he's dead?"

Cakra forgot, his wife since childhood never lived hard. Since when also their families feel that the name runs out of tokens. "It usually is that."

One thing that is very beneficial for Cakra, the confidence of his wife is very large until when Cakra makes up such free he is fine. Without a hint of suspicion if the television died because of his actions.

In fact, if he still uses logic, the AC is still on actually. However, Ameera's brain seems to have been subject to Cakra's speech until when Cakra says A, then the woman will not be able to deny it.

"Continue to what? Time bengong doang .. I'm bored," he lamented with a now wrinkled forehead.

"Why do you want to? I'll just come along."

"You go for a walk" said Cakra and of course such a thing is very easy for him to grant this second as well. "Okay, Alan said there's a good place you'd love to be."

"But I want to go on a horse, can ya?"

"Huh? Na-ride what?"

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- To Be Continued