Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 109 - Our Picture of One Day

After accepting such a huge responsibility, Cakra was troubled by a dilemma. Not only confused as to where he was about to start, but Evan who suddenly fired him seemed to be a sign that he had no other choice.

Not only that, when Cakra asked for the input of his in-laws and brother-in-law, their response was also the same. All are supportive, because in their eyes Cakra is born as a leader and they reject outright when Cakra asks for work.

Presumably Evan interfered about this, inevitably Cakra had to be himself. Several times Evan asserted, something that might look bad, it was good for him. He was also not taken off just like that, there was Prasetya who clearly had more knowledge than Cakra.

Slowly, but surely he was getting used to it in the environment of great people that he used to only look at from a distance. Cakra's status as a grandson of Prof. Madani was a very good influence on her life.

Absolutely not the chakra of guessing, if they do not look down on him. Cakra also learned a lot, right Pras said that he just can't, not mean can't. Cakra simply lacks confidence at first, but perseverance leads him to be able to adjust there.

No longer was Cakra seen as smelling fishy, he looked dignified with neat clothes attached to his body. Since long ago it has been charisma, but now many times to make the prospective father more charming.

The current world of Cakra is different, a little more serious than before and its scope is no longer limited to wife and children. There are many responsibilities of Cakra, thousands of employees depend on his shoulders, and all that seems to be the reason for Cakra to do everything with sincerity.

Not half-and-half Cakra did, even the man to the point of considering Pras' advice to continue his education and take employee classes. You can imagine how busy this guy is.

Nevertheless, whatever busy he is, Ameera remains the most important. Entering the third trimester, Cakra never even let Ameera to the doctor herself. All Ameera needs is still him who meets, coincidentally during pregnancy which is more willing is he himself, not Ameera.

Moreover, at this time the content of Ameera is so enlarged, obviously his wife needs more attention. Although indeed since Cakra decided to jump into the company a few months ago, Ameera chose not to be selfish and did not want to burden her husband.

Initially it was quite difficult, he could not be too spoiled because he knew Cakra must be getting depressed. However, even though Ameera was already so, nothing changed from Cakra, still spoiled even without being asked.

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"Racid?"

"Lumayan, how far have we gone?"

As usual, this morning Cakra again accompanied his wife on foot in the residential complex. "Rest when tired, there's a seat." Cakra points to a bench that is available on the outskirts of the park.

"Is she? I just said!" exclaimed Ameera Bak had just found the paradise she had longed for.

"We impression_"

Cakra did not finish speaking, and now his wife had walked first until the man just shook his head slowly. Snapping himself, Cakra until not aware when Ameera began to walk.

Not only that makes Cakra's stomach hurt, but the place that Ameera chose was also so. The seat that Cakra meant was on the left, but he went to the right where there was a chicken porridge cart there.

It is certainly the goal to eat, not just rest and it cannot be prevented Cakra. He just followed and sat down by the wife who was ordering two servings of chicken porridge for them.

"Hungry?"

"Yes, you just took me for a walk .. I haven't had breakfast," he said as if to corner Cakra who only took a walk without caring about his empty stomach.

In fact, before leaving actually had time to eat bananas as a hungry enhancer. It's just that, as Cakra has known since pregnancy, the wife's stomach is like rubber, anything comes in.

"I'm sorry, honey, I forgot."

Cakra never defended himself if considered wrong, all he considered his fault and that makes their household okay. Even though there was Ameera's annoyance, but not to fight because Cakra was always giving up and Ameera was also not the type of woman who did not want to lose.

In fact, the problem of Cakra eating porridge is not stirred at all he did not make the subject of debate like Lengkara, they undergo a relationship as simple as possible.

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"Ra Look!!" Cakra patted his wife's shoulder until Ameera, who was enjoying the porridge, was shocked.

He blinked slowly, his smile suddenly rising when he realized what Cakra was showing up ahead. A couple who are not young anymore seem to join hands while sharing the story.

Their white hair and wrinkled skin actually look beautiful in Ameera's eyes. "That's our picture one day" said the gentle Cakra who then made Ameera's eyes wet instantly.

Since then it has been touched, even though it actually does not know each other, but once Cakra said so he really shed tears in the end. "Hopefully," murmured Ameera softly, to answer the prayer-clad sentence only Ameera seemed unable.

"Kok sad? Seneng dong should."

"Sadly, will I be able to accompany you to that old age? What if I go first?"

"Follow," Cakra replied casually, there was no other word other than that until Ameera took a deep breath. "Don't, where can it be."

"Can saj_ aaaaarrgghhh!! Ays this man!! Just interrupt it."

Their serious talk came to a halt, Ameera turned her face away as Prasetya suddenly joined in and sat down before them. "Don't talk recklessly, just say what's fine."

"What are you doing here?"

"Exercise, especially if not?"

"Willfully followed me?"

"That too, while diving drinking water doesn't hurt, right?" Pras replied as if it was his message to follow the lazy Cakra guarded by the bodyguards since the first.

"As far as you are. .. later also tired yourself."

"I'm looking after Ameera, not just you."

"Sister, until when did you call my wife that name? You heard, you're two hours older than me, so the older one here is you stop calling him Big Brother, my wife doesn't have a sister like you."

"Then? Call what? Baby too?"

"Pras_"

"Eeeih, honey don't!! Mubazir's telor if he wants to be thrown!!" Before the boiled egg floated into Pras' face, as quickly as possible Ameera held it back. "Wear this alone" he added again, giving an empty glass that made Prasetya stay away from the couple.

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- To Be Continued