
"This one!!"
Cakra was aghast when Mahendra embraced Cakra's shoulder, he was confused about how to react. There was absolutely no preparation, nor had he met the man before. Who and how the relationship explained Cakra was still blind, but a few moments later the questions that filled his head were answered one by one after the man named Sean was introduced as Ameera's brother.
"I've heard a lot about you from papa .. You've been with Ameera for the last three months, haven't you?"
Cakra nodded, he looked clumsy facing the man. His shady face with a sharp gaze, but his soothing voice made Cakra shudder, exactly as he greeted the person Ameera called papa for the first time.
The difference is, men today more friendly, his face also does not make Cakra as if to be swallowed roundly, or arguably he is comfortable and not depressed to be able to compensate Sean in speech. In fact, due to his comfort, Cakra did not mind when Sean asked him many things about him.
"Well, it just so happens that brother was before marriage .. until now also still, but not like before. Come to the workshop sometime to the house."
Even Sean calls himself brother when talking to Cakra, obviously it makes Cakra even more amazed. Though, he only knew Cakra as Ameera's lover, but the way Sean welcomed Cakra was so good. If only the man knew what was really going on between Ameera and her, whether the smile was still the same or not, Cakra thought.
"Other times, Brother."
"Sister is waiting for you" said Sean patting Cakra on the shoulder.
Long enough they talk, Sean and Cakra who have the same hobby make their conversation can feel more alive and fun. In fact, Mahendra to work slowly when he saw the two just like a friend who was once close and now shares experiences.
"Oh yes, I forgot .. last night asked papa, Ameera's destination to the village for what's real_"
"Ehem!! H-sister Sean?"
Just as Sean was about to ask Cakra, the woman had already come to cut off the conversation and was now looking for attention by kissing the back of Sean's hand as a form of respect. "Waalaikummussalam, Meera," said Sean, although his brother just interrupted without a word and sat between the two of them.
"Yes, God of this child .. Why is it in the middle? On the empty front, Meera," said Sean, sighing deeply, inexplicably growing older his sister is not getting older, but vice versa.
"We haven't seen each other in a long time, there's no harm in me sitting here."
Ameera with her hard desire is indeed indisputable, forced Cakra and Sean who both shifted so as not to be so narrow. Just for fear of being discovered by her brother, she was willing to sit among them.
At all Ameera did not expect that they would meet at the hospital. In fact, he chose the hospital because it is considered the safest and the location is quite far from Sean's residence, but strangely fate actually said another this afternoon.
From the beginning of seeing Cakra and Sean seem to talk he began to guess how deep they were talking. Somehow Ameera's fear of Sean was different, although with her papa's permission she was still afraid that Sean knew his purpose in going to the village was to meet Cakra.
"Based on a bad boy, sister forgot what she wanted to do."
Ameera exclaimed yes, if necessary do not remember again and the woman prayed in her heart that the door of Sean's heart was knocked to go home immediately. Whatever the way, he even begged his Lord to let the youngest daughter Sean cry and the man was immediately contacted by his wife.
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"What yes? Yeah, God why are you so senile?"
"It's been the hour" Ameera's timps deliberately break Sean's concentration, still trying to remember the question he was about to ask Cakra.
Sean clucked, Ameera managed to mess up her concentration so she had no choice but to ask Mahendra for help. "What yes, do you remember, Mahen?" sean asked Mahendra.
"Well yes, try to explain while you're here" Sean asked now to face Ameera.
He never expected that Mahendra would betray and stab him from the front. Ameera waver and think hard to choose the answer, wrong can be tausiyah. "Work or ...."
"Ordinary vacation, sister, you know myself I like the atmosphere of the countryside and have always wanted to go there but there are always obstacles, her husband works and yes it continues until the moss just becomes a discourse."
"Oh, does Cakra keep coming?"
"Yes, but papa says you have to take Mahen to be approved."
See, he was so good at talking that Mahendra tried to attack him to shake his head. It is true that Ameera is his queen in giving up, very good at processing words and talking that relaxed and make Sean yes.
"Then, what are you going to the hospital for? Is there no puskes or anything?"
"Mahen got hurt, then there was a thief, brother, and he forgot to close the window so he had to be taken to the hospital, fearing getting worse," clearly now selling Mahendra's name made speechless.
Unfortunately, Sean seemed so trusting and actually noticed Mahendra's wound which happened to have just been dealt with. "Well, next time be careful, Mahen ... but why do you also follow if the only wound is Mahen?"
Ameera gulped her saliva bitterly, briefly confused for a moment, but in a short time she was able to cope. "All right now, I have period pain so come to the hospital and usually if in Bandung I fit in this hospital doctor."
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Throughout the meeting he continued to lick his tongue. Until, after Sean decided to go home then he could be a little more relieved. At least nothing made his brain have to think hard to answer Sean's questions later.
Mahendra and Cakra are real witnesses that the most devastating trickery is the woman, and the only one is Ameera. Exhausted after berkilah and draining his brain, Ameera ate together with Cakra. While Mahendra and three other people are at the table next to the excuse of not fit, even though Ameera is deliberately looking for reasons to be with Cakra.
"Cakra, may I ask you something?"
"Can, what is it?"
"Did Sean's brother make you uncomfortable?"
Cakra shook his head, he reviewed a warm smile and confirmed that Ameera's conjecture was wrong. "Your brother is so good, that I can't bear him being lied to by his sister who is very good at making beautiful it_ sshh aaw!!"
"Cakra ih," hiss Ameera after pinching Cakra's stomach until the man laughed a little, besides being good at berkilah Ameera also rejected the fact.
"Don't lie often, honey, later the quality," said Cakra grasping the fingers Ameera had used to hurt her stomach.
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- To Be Continued