Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 28 - Papa's Message

"Gutama Darmawangsa is ay_ papa or whatever the name, essentially a disaster bearer who destroyed my mother's life."

One thing Ameera knew about Cakra today, the man had a bad relationship with his biological father. Long enough Ameera mused, she could not even sleep until late at night just from thinking about it.

Since Ameera first knew, that Cakra is indeed living alone, the rest is not because Cakra is not so open about his personal life. In fact, the pain of Cakra living life as a new orphan he heard earlier this afternoon when he was on a pilgrimage to the grave of his late mother, it was also probably a few percent.

"What's up, Miss? Why is your face so tangled? Did you fail to get the blessing of the future in-laws?"

Ameera had a lot of thoughts, so Mahendra's words only he responded with a sharp gaze, lazy to argue even though he wanted to. "Ah, it seems true my guess .. pity, even though it has tried to look good like Miss Zalin_"

"The grave digger is not so far from here, Mahen .. let me bear the cost of your funeral," chirped Ameera Ketus who made Mahendra gulp his saliva bitter. His speech was soft and elegant, but always managed to make his interlocutor shut up.

However, as Papa Mikhail believed in this, Mahen was not at all offended by Ameera's remarks, it was common. The man took a deep breath before sitting down in front of Ameera, so he could make sure the young lady looked full of trouble.

"Say, Miss? Did he ask you to leave after this?"

Without answering, the woman just shook her head before looking back at Mahendra who now looks serious, not kidding like before. "What do you know about Cakra?" ameera asked seriously, he confirmed to Mahendra if he really needed that information.

"As you can see today, so do I know about Cakra ... why is it?" The explanation he gave was not very satisfactory, but Mahendra asked back until Ameera just looked at him with an illegible gaze.

"You lying?"

"No, Miss. .. only the place where she lived I know, and I've shown you. More than that, there is nothing else, even to find information about it including difficult things," explained Mahendra at length, trying to open the heart of Ameera so as not to have too many thoughts.

"Then do it again, aren't you able to find out many things .. We're already here, can you investigate again the intricacies? His family's past, and also the one-family breaking that happened a few years ago in this village." Ameera took a deep breath first, a long one if she continued in one talk.

"I-I feel there are some sides of the Cakra that I don't recognize, all feel foreign and I'm that far with it" Ameera continued.

After yesterday's meeting, he felt the chakras he knew were only a few percent, the rest were other people and he couldn't deduce what he felt exactly. "I mean, Miss?"

Ameera began to explain in detail what happened the night before, the night she met Cakra in a state of turmoil all over her, so also with the next day until it ends about the discussion about the figure named Gutama Darmawangsa.

"really? Just ordinary chakras?"

"Hm, even at first he did not admit that the tomb was the tomb of his father .. After saying goodbye just the opposite, just the opposite, but with a sentence that's not so good and like being asserted if he hates his father."

Mahendra listened carefully, while Ameera continued to explain in detail what she saw of Cakra to be clear and the man could examine as her observer, even until the romantic scene he also told me until Mahen looked away.

"Ah still fragrant, Cakra use perfume what is it?" Ameera monologues while kissing the back of her hand.

"Ck, does it matter?"

"That's a distraction, don't be too serious later headaches, Mahen," Ameera's pretext is self-defense, but clearly he also does not like to be invited to joke if it is serious.

Brak!!

Mahendra's heart was shaken when the question was cut with a table shake from Ameera when remembering other facts. "And what caught my attention the most was .. When Cakra saw the cave at the border of the village, he shouted and his eyes showed a unified fear and anger, he said, I'm sure he's not kidding like he said."

Ameera let out a long sigh, she was sure that the laughter that Cakra showed was only to distract. Yes, a little Ameera knows someone is joking or real even though he is not an expression expert, for years he has been plunged into the world of entertainment and obviously he has been fused with role art.

"It seems I can draw conclusions, whether true or not, but I'm sure Cakra and his mother got a lot of past injuries from her late father ... it makes perfect sense why she hated so much that her father's grave Miss just step on her she's not mad."

"Mu-not I stepped on, but accidentally, Mahen ... abayaku extension," Ameera confirmed. Despite knowing Cakra hated his father, but still he felt guilty, even worried about his later qualities.

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Right at midnight, then Ameera entered his room, it was also because Mahendra was willing to promise to fulfill his request. However, having not had time to open the door of the room, Mahendra called his name.

"What's up, Mahen?"

"The Great Master called me this afternoon, telling me that you should go home and bring your chosen man in front of him immediately.. If not, then you should not go home at all, you should not go home at all, Miss."

"What's? Did kat_ papa say that?" Ameera frowned, the papa may still be urgent even though before leaving already explained can not promise when he returned home.

"I will not explain twice, you must not be deaf," concluded Mahendra then passed leaving Ameera who was confused just like that.

"Ma-mahen? Yes, God!!"

Not wanting more headaches, Ameera entered the room and threw her body on the bed. The woman was still thinking hard, Cakra might want to be invited to face her papa, but if all is still unclear Ameera did not dare as well.

"Eh, how?" Ameera was shocked after a while of drowning in daydreams. The woman smiled when she realized that there was a message notification on her phone, it was not in vain that she imitated Ayumi's way by hanging the phone to the corner of the wall for the sake of the name signal.

"Still like to stay up late turns out, I think that in the village will sleep faster."

Ameera was pounding, her heart was racing twice as fast. The woman peeked into the window out of curiosity and suspected Cakra was around the house. Although the one who contacted him was a new number, Ameera was sure that the sender was Cakra. "Sleep, now!!"

Feeling snapped, Ameera climbed onto the bed and pulled the blanket up to her neck. He was not afraid, but instead was pounding because of this feeling he had long since missed. "Behold, there may be CCTV .. but it is impossible, there is such a time," Ameera's mind looked at the ceiling of the room, although it seemed unreasonable, but somehow swamped just like that.

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- To Be Continued