Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 25 - Not Sorry

"After this, are you going to leave me again, Cakra?"

As always, Cakra always reviews the smile first. In fact, if with one look, even more so when not knowing him the man is far from friendly. Precisely impressed quiet even according to Jihan, Ameera's paid lover into the category of arrogant men who are not cool to be friends. "I have no place to go but here, Ra," he replied, then bowed for a moment.

"really? So you'll still be here even if you know I'm coming?" Ameera sparkled, the veil of bliss suddenly emanated from her beautiful face.

"Yes." Yeah."

Although Cakra's answer is still general, knowing that Cakra will not go even if there is him is something that is fun for Ameera. At the very least, Cakra did not feel disturbed by his presence.

"Aren't you lying?" Unsatisfied with Cakra's reply, the woman again approached and asked for affirmation once more.

As if understanding the woman in front of him, Cakra shook his head so quickly that Ameera could not cover up her happiness. Presumably, the shyness only lasted for a moment, now he is back like a few weeks ago, when Ameera can freely express herself before Cakra.

"Hey, don't jump around!! Later dry ... how to try if suddenly sultry? There's no bathroom here, Ameera." Cakra held Ameera's shoulders back in order to stay still for a bit, his eyes also staring around to make sure no one saw their togetherness.

Some of the time Cakra left, but his behavior was still the same as the last time they walked together. Cakra again found the spoiled figure of Ameera, inversely proportional to what was seen by the people around him, especially in the presence of a young producer who was then driving him home.

Recalling about that producer, Cakra suddenly let out a long sigh. His face was suddenly flat for a moment before then releasing his hand from Ameera's shoulder. "This time is serious, come in, Ra .. I also want to go home," he said then took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance between the two.

"Whose house are you? Can I cf. ih_"

"No" replied Cakra quickly, very quickly even his words were not finished.

"Why? Not allowed to enter nor is it a problem, I just want to know where you live, that's all."

Cakra closed his eyes, he still shook his head while massaging the base of his nose. Very strong establishment of Cakra, even though throughout the event of his welcome, not counted how many people who offer themselves and ask to be approached, even the son of the boss.

"Jawab first why, Cakra?"

"It's okay, just don't want to."

Ameera was heartbreaking, presumably a little disappointed by Cakra's stance. In fact, while in his apartment, they once shared a bed. "Marrel."

To be considered stingy was also up to him, Cakra accepted and he just chuckled at the little face Ameera was bending at the moment. "Can ya? Just once, I won't fuck around, promise."

Ameera was still seducing, the man was now looking intently at the woman in front of him. "Listen to me carefully, the one thing I don't like is to be refuted .. If I say no, then it means no, you better obey before regret later. Cakra's beauty got it here?"

Instead of being afraid, Ameera actually rippled while Cakra's face looked very serious. His gaze and tone of speech seemed to be suppressed as if he was threatening, but Ameera remained focused on Cakra's good looks.

"Whatever happens, I will never regret if it's about you, Cakra," he replied quietly without letting go of Cakra's gaze, a sharpshooter who managed to make Cakra silenced and trapped in the expression of Ameera's heart.

The actual expression was unplanned, a little unthinkable before hearing the words of Cakra. Who would have thought, just with that speech, Ameera could speak as calmly as possible to Cakra. "Even sacrificing my career, and that's what I'm doing" added Ameera, who increasingly made Cakra take a deep breath.

"It shouldn't be that far. .. I've been saying for a long time, don't waste your time on unimportant things, Meera."

Cakra lowered his head for a moment, "For that I'm sorry, my mind was messed up that time," he replied then smiled wryly, wryly, recalling how the rich man who embraced the shoulder and held the umbrella for Ameera when it rained that afternoon.

"Oh fucked up huh? If you were just like that then what about me? You disappeared without saying, your phone is off. In fact, I've been looking for you at your old apartment and boarding house, and the results have stayed the same. Can you explain fucked up because what's up to that? Hm?"

The longer they spoke, the deeper they discussed. Cakra was silent, he did not know so much about the character of women, but like Ameera he probably would never find anywhere. "You know, suddenly remember mama .. so go home for the pilgrimage," she replied, biting her lips, trying as much as possible to cover up the reason she came home.

"Lied again?"

Cakra shook his head, where perhaps he dared to be honest, clearly growing more and more embarrassed. "You coming?"

"You!!"

Cakra was just a pleasantries, he asked Ameera to be sure. Funnily enough, the woman was enthusiastic to answer and Cakra was forced to invite her for real. "Yes, tomorrow I pick you up, wear a covered shirt .. don't be that," said Cakra touching the arm of Ameera's shirt with his index finger, the chest of the woman was a little open even though it was not up to Dahhan.

Without protest, Ameera nodded obediently as a child promised a vacation the next day. "Have entered there, your eyes are red," said Cakra who this time really Ameera obeyed, he ran small and had time to wave his hands before then entering from the back door.

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"What's the matter, miss?" mahendra asked as he watched his young lady enter and smiled as she leaned behind the door.

"Huaah!! Mahen_ is shocking!!" Ameera rubbed her chest many times, either since when Mahendra was waiting in the kitchen, but what Ameera saw was almost finished there.

"Everything revealed? How's saying? Want to meet the big master?"

Ameera shook her head, but she did not feel it was a failure, quite the opposite. He felt, forcing Cakra as well as degrading, Ameera did not want just because the power of her parents actually intended to master Cakra's life completely.

"Oh my God, what are you talking about for half an hour?"

"The stock market!! Yes there is, secret! Little children should not know," replied Ameera from Ceplos, she passed through Mahendra and poured drinking water on the table.

"Seriously, Miss, I do need to know."

Ameera placed the now empty glass in a way that was so elegant, no different from her home. "Tomorrow, Cakra will introduce me to his late mother, and I'm so nervous, Mahendra!!" exclaimed Ameera, it suddenly made Mahendra blink slowly.

"Huh, not just a pilgrimage?" Mahendra's question successfully made Ameera's face suddenly flat, for God's sake he was upset to throw a sharp gaze at the man. "Just like, the point is to be invited to meet his mother's point!!"

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- To Be Continued