Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 107 - Heirs
For some time, Cakra was willing to remain in his oman's residence. Of course, treated like a son of the king, Cakra to be uncomfortable because of the desire to buy fruit alone must be maintained. He was unfamiliar, and being accompanied by this kind of bodyguard was not his style at all.
What's more, you have to wear an umbrella exactly the person who can't be exposed to this kind of sunlight. "Can you guys be a little bit away from me? Too much." Cakra clucked because since then the trader's fruit of the time seemed confused as soon as Cakra came accompanied by some people in all black clothes.
Once they get the order they stay away, but yes it can still be seen by the people who are there and Cakra remains annoyed to see it. The man let out a long sigh, one week of living in his oma house only made Cakra a headache.
"New tumben coming, Bang? Busy, huh?" ask a beautiful woman who is none other than the fruit trader's son when Cakra is no longer under the supervision of his bodyguard.
"Lumayan ... It's the same mango, right?"
"Come on, weird."
Cakra smiled faintly, he was also confused as to why he wanted so. Suddenly she wanted to, just because she remembered the mango tree in her in-laws' house, Cakra couldn't help himself this morning. The guy just opened a shop.
"My wife craves, so what do you want?" Once he sold the name Ameera, but it was clear he wanted to.
"Wuih usually if his love is assem-asem daughter girl, Bang."
Cakra frowned, this lady's guess slightly caught his attention. "Then anyway? Know where?"
"Originally, usually so." Regretfully Cakra waited for his answer too seriously, presumably after marrying Ameera people like this are very much scattered in Cakra's life.
After his interest, Cakra immediately went home. Of course back to being treated like a prince, the man only let out a long breath when welcome into the car.
Cakra was confused, is it possible for rich people to live this way? If so, it feels excessive. Not without reason he considers all this excessive, but considering how the family life of his wife who seems ordinary even though rich, obviously he considers this kind of thing should not be done.
Throughout the journey Cakra does not care much about what they think. Cakra began to take out the mango that he had just bought for him to smell, the aroma, it was very soothing when some of the men assigned to protect it had closed their eyes because they knew how acidic such a young mango was.
Cakra continues like that, until arriving at the house of his omana has welcomed Cakra a warm smile. As a child does not meet, once with his grandson will soon become a father, what is the most unexpected thing in the woman's life.
"Don't kiss her like that, get her gum later."
Cakra was startled, so aware he was already in the living room with some important people who looked unfamiliar in his eyes. Not only that, there was also Prasetya and also the wife who was waiting for him.
Not wanting to be the center of attention for too long, Cakra immediately joined and sat down beside his wife. Whether there was any purpose for what they met here, it seems Cakra missed the info because it came out only for the sake of the young mango he had dreamed of since last night.
"Darling, who are these humans?" cakra asked in a whisper, but it was still heard clearly by his omens until Ameera accidentally pinched Cakra's thigh.
He grimaced, complained of pain and improved his sitting position. Presumably this conversation will be very serious, considering the gaze of Pras and his oman who gave the code for him to be silent for a while.
"Ehem, this chakra sir Bondan .. your op-ed law enforcement," he began to speak up, and Cakra nodded slowly, not really caring.
"So he's your granddaughter, Madam? Her face really looks like your husband, naturally Prof. Madani is very fond of him," praised the man and sounded a little annoying in Cakra's ears.
"Right, sir, more exactly like our daughter .. her heart was the same, very soft," she added, slightly turning away from reality, due to the fact that in some circumstances Cakra could not be as gentle as her mother.
"Hahah could, well because here the heirs are complete immediately I read the will of the late Prof. Madani whom he had entrusted to me while living."
Cakra stared at the man without interest, in contrast to Prasetya who seemed to wait carefully for what the contents of the will in question were. "First of all_"
"Ck, just go ahead, sir don't most preface .. I want to ngujak nih," Cakra protest that immediately made the power of law Prof. Madani blinked slowly, staring at Cakra and his omanya alternately. "What route?"
It was unexpected that the man asked what made Ameera cover her face. Not stopping there, Cakra again showed off the young mango he had just bought onto the table. "Just be proud, would you?"
"It's lam_"
"Sir Bondan!! Can you be serious no?!!"
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- To Be Continued