Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 12 - I've Started It

"Please don't hug, I'm going crazy, Cakra."

Ameera closed her eyes, thinking Cakra would go that far. In fact, the man only wore a jacket for Ameera. Shame is not playing, especially now Cakra smiled thinly as if he knew the contents of his brain.

"Why? Hugged?" tanya Cakra made Ameera more embarrassed until her face reddened.

"Followed? Not at all."

Ameera thaws, either intentionally or somehow, which clearly this time she feels as if she is in the middle of the chakras disarming one by one. Although it has made Ameera as if she has no face, Cakra still relaxed just pairing her jacket.

"Cakra, you don't have to. I mean, slow enough, you're cold."

"The wind still feels even slowly. Tomorrow-tomorrow his clothes do not be short gini is beautiful, Cakra," said Cakra soft until the woman was only silenced made.

Instead of answering, Ameera simply fell silent and continued to stare fixedly at Cakra's face. So many questions that shackle Ameera's mind every time he looks at her, one of the most embedded is why Cakra can unite someone so gently while the world is just so hard on him.

"Hey, Honey!"

"Huh? I-iya why?" Ameera was climbed when Cakra called out in a slightly raised voice while touching her chin.

"But it turns out, listen no?"

"Look, who's daydreaming."

It wasn't Mikhail's daughter if she had never lied to him, right now it was obvious that she was a traitor. As soon as possible he acted as if he was fine, hoping that Cakra would not guess what he was thinking.

"Oh yeah? Try to repeat what I said," Pinta Cakra later, Ameera gelagat too obvious so that anyone can read his mind.

Ameera who stuck the situation had to just answer and think the answer that if the closest though probably not accurate. "Next time bring a jacket."

That instant Ameera replied, that second also Cakra laughed discordantly then pinched his cheek. "Ngaco" Cakra said before sitting in front of Ameera.

"The chakras!! Don't origin pinch, spotty later."

His mouth was protesting, but his hand was now in revenge pinching Cakra's stomach until the man chuckled and held Ameera's hand. "If you want a hug stay hug, Ra, use the nyubit event of all."

Ameera forgot if there was a weapon term for eating master. The intention of the heart just to pinch, now it is stuck and Cakra does not give permission for him to be released. Just managed to retreat, right in front of the red light Cakra stopped suddenly until Ameera both were completely not far away.

Unlike the previous one, this time Cakra did not apologize, but rather grabbed both hands of Ameera to circle around her stomach. Not finished there, Cakra also placed his hand on Ameera's knee.

"Is this the real date?"

Ameera gave a smile, she who had been so forced to wrap her hands around Cakra's abdomen could slowly control the feeling. There were a few things he had never felt before getting to know Cakra, including these kinds of things.

"Ssh's Cakra!!"

Uncompleted Ameera's daydream, she felt pain in her knee. Of course it is because of Cakra's sharp nails. Ameera, who has just been lulled by the atmosphere she has never experienced, is now focused on her knees.

"Why? As for?"

"So sharp, it's a nail or a dagger, Cak," Ameera grumbled as she rubbed her knees over and over again.

While the Cakra who felt guilty obviously did not stay silent. For God's sake Cakra forgot, his nails had not been cut and did not expect it would hurt Ameera tonight.

The romantic atmosphere is gone. Luckily, Ameera is not the type of woman who prolongs the problem, perhaps because she is also limiting herself to not acting like a real Cakra couple.

Because of that, he is unlikely to be angry and ask Cakra to persuade him like most women. There was nothing he could do, other than affirm if it was alright and accept an apology from Cakra.

"Seriously, Ra, still sick no?"

"No, Cakra, I was surprised so I shouted."

If you knew Cakra would be this worried, maybe Ameera would not overreact like that. Just because it accidentally scratched Ameera's knee with its sharp fingernails, Cakra was this sweet.

After many times he made sure, in the end Cakra gave up as well. "Hopefully" chimpal Cakra threw a warm smile at Ameera.

"Ehm, go home .. don't stay up late, then go home if you can go to sleep immediately."

"Reverse, I should have said so," replied Cakra did not immediately agree, Ameera's response first made his soul tickled.

Without answering, Ameera simply lowered her head while squeezing the tip of her fingers. Honestly Ameera does not like this part, she seems confused with herself who seems to lose control. It was true that he was an adult, but strangely the woman seemed to be at home dealing with a man much younger than her.

"Here you go, when you hear me."

"You come in first, I come home," said Cakra with a chest, a request and a command that Ameera must follow at this time.

Both of them are equally dominating if they are in a relationship, but for some things Cakra will be selfish and reluctant to give up, including this time. He still continued to look at Ameera who left him, until Ameera turned to Cakra suddenly waved her hand.

"Love you."

Chakra muttered before sending a long-distance kiss to Ameera. A phrase that Ameera probably would not have read because they were quite far away and Cakra was also very slow to say.

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Behind Cakra and Ameera's increasingly sweet relationship, there is still one soul that continues to burn, Julio. From a distance he looked, until after making sure there was no more chakra there then Julio took the opportunity.

No matter if it should trigger a commotion first, Julio unhappily shouted Ameera in front of the main gate. Not only did he scream, he even roared and expressed his madness to make Ameera meet him.

"You have no shame, Julio?"

"Meera, please give me a chance. .. I want to talk, sweetheart, please," said Julio even willingly kneeling before Ameera, a stale way he used to beg Ameera to come back.

"We're done, please remember that."

Ameera would never have the heart to let her stand outside the fence, but now to look at her she was lazy. Ameera's determination to leave Julio, even if the man cries blood, he will not be willing to return for any reason.

"Ameera, I've broken up with Anita .. Come back, we started all over, honey."

"I've started everything from the beginning, but not with you" Ameera replied firmly. As small as an ant's tears though there was no pity in his heart, there was only pain and grudge there.

Julio laughed blandly, he got up on his feet with a chaotic feeling and clenched tightly. "Then? With that poor guy? What can you be proud of, Ameera? Such a man is nothing more than beb_"

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- To Be Continued