Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 115 - Don't Be Shy, Just Enter

What happened yesterday was enough of a lesson, Ameera really no longer repeated it. Enough is enough, although the anger of his father is not as scary as that, but still Ameera is afraid to make it.

Not only that made Ameera determined that she would no longer repeat it, but Azkara's annoyance was also the reason she chose to behave as she was. In the least there is no Ameera ideal to seduce Azkara for the sake of begging for forgiveness like some time ago, nothing.

However, even though he had tried his best, Azkara still could not believe it. Not only that, he was also lazy to accompany Cakra everywhere, of course the reason for the disappointment that turned out to be protracted.

Already one week after the incident, Azkara never came to visit Ameera to the residence of the Oma Cakra. In fact, usually the child will come every three days even if only to deliver a cake or juice made by his mother for Ameera.

Presumably the nephew of one was really angry until lazy to be friends again. The guilt-ridden Ameera only let out a long sigh as Zavia replaced Azkara's duties.

"Via, that snot boy is really angry?"

It's a little hard to admit, but it's real. "Later also no longer, kayak do not know Azka .. btw omdong where? Job huh?"

"Om, Zavia, Om, what is the abbreviated omdong of all," Ameera chirped unacceptably with a strange call from her nephew.

I don't know who created it, until the end no one confessed, but clearly the call was thrown first from the tiny lips of Dewangga which then followed by Dewantara. Furthermore, it spread everywhere until the Zavians who had grown up also summoned such chakra.

"Are you really leaning? Why is Onta angry?"

Ameera is not angry, it's just a shame why the members of her family are this creative in living life. Actually Ameera wants to argue, but unfortunately lately her stomach is getting crowded considering the closer HPL.

Meanwhile, Ameera's more relentless attitude keeps Zavia at a safe point. Intentions entered just to deliver the delivery of his mother, Zavia actually spoke for quite a long time without caring that there might be someone out there who was angry waiting for him.

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"Huft, really long, Via? Why try for so long?"

Almost thirty minutes he waited, Azkara began to be careless standing in front of the Cakra residence like a wrong-addressed courier. Wanting to enter embarrassed, did not enter more embarrassed because several times he became the center of attention of people who passed the place.

In fact, he was already wearing a full face helmet in the hope that no one would realize his existence. But in fact, it is getting more attention. Either because he was fascinated, or even think Azkara funny, but clearly he was powerless to resist embarrassment.

Even more annoying, in the midst of him waiting for Zavia, a car that was quite familiar approached him. Instantly Azkara wore a pretend style of unfamiliar and facing the wall to avoid Cakra.

Yes, to be honest he would be more embarrassed if caught by Cakra being in his residence. It is not impossible that Cakra will mock because some time ago Azkara had said he would not visit their residence whatever the reason.

"Don't look, please!! Just come in."

Azkara sat up along with his increasingly bad premonition. Trying to hide, but his body is too obvious and where maybe Cakra can be fooled.

"Azkara!!"

"Duh, wear is called again," Azka muttered upon hearing Cakra's cry.

"Woey Azka!!"

Still not turning her head, Azka hopes Cakra will pass away and thinks she is indeed a stranger. Unfortunately, the man shouted even bigger and asked Azkara to turn to him.

"Oh my God, this kid, hey if you want to piss, don't be there, stink!!"

After all these failings, the call this time succeeds in getting Azkara to approach Cakra. He who was originally lazy to meet, this time accidentally opened the helmet and spoke nicely to her.

"Absolutely, do you think I have no shame?"

Cakra laughed softly, he was not in the mood to argue this time. "What are you doing here?" asked Cakra after getting out of the car, he approached Azkara well even though last week had trapped him in a difficult situation.

"Would you see my wife?"

"Sorry, I'm here just anterin Via," he replied sniffly, not friendly at all.

However, this kind of Azkara attitude did not offend Cakra at all. He smiled faintly as he massaged the base of his nose, Azkara's prestige surpassing the height of the khalifa burj.

"Don't be shy, just go in. I'll take durian home, you'll love it."

Azkara brushed off Cakra's hand that was about to hold his shoulder. It is difficult to be seduced and the anger of Azkara is enough to test Cakra's faith as his om. If you seduce Hudzai or Syauqi maybe Cakra can, but for this one is not predictable, just like his papa.

"Nanas are there too."

"Ck, don't woo me, don't think I'm a man what?"

Two ways did not work as well, then Cakra used the last way and reached into his phone. "I got information about him, not just his name and social media account, but se-mu-a," Cakra said, showing a photo of a beautiful girl who managed to make Azkara's eyes blink slowly.

"I swear?"

"Hm, I told you if it's just this easy for _"

"What's his name, Om?"

"Get in first, I'll tell you."

"Ready, Commander!!" Easy once, just with such lure, Azkara rushed to turn on the motor and entered the main gate. "There's just nothing."

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- To Be Continued