Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 46 - Confession of the Chakra

"Change your clothes."

Ameera thought she had just left a few seconds ago, and now the man was back in front of her. Either because he moves fast, or just Ameera's feelings due to daydreaming too far about Cakra.

Still with a mind that floated somewhere, Ameera received the clothes that Cakra had given her, a jacket and trousers that were not Ameera style at all. Yes, in this state his heart was still protesting about his appearance, and it was caught clearly in Cakra's eyes.

It was easy to read his gestures, in fact Ameera was unable to pretend in front of Cakra, let alone hide her feelings. "For a while, you are still beautiful wearing it," said Cakra immediately make the look of Ameera's face change.

He did not realize at all if his face was annoying since earlier, and when Cakra had reprimanded he shook his head as if to refute what Cakra was thinking. "Bu-not that, but is there nothing else? The pants must be an extension."

"Accidentally, the night is usually cold" Cakra replied casually and did not mind it at all, which Ameera should think of as its function.

"Yes, but my body must have sunk with this .. It is even difficult to distinguish the same scarecrow, Cakra," Ameera's whine still tried out Cakra's kindness, he said, who knows, the man is willing to give clothes that are slightly in accordance with his size.

Facing so many willing Ameera, Cakra massaged the base of his nose. In fact, even though he had said fear, it could still be arbitrary. "You're just at home, who's gonna see it?"

"But kan_"

"Wear that shirt or not at all?" That's not a question anymore, but a threat of choice.

Ameera failed to seduce him, her lips now advancing several centi heard Cakra's reply. "Not that, try to think, if now it's just the two of us when I go home how? Although Malem must still meet with the citizens here." He chatted and explained all the possibilities that would happen later.

Not one bit Cakra missed his chatter, his tiny lips still dare to talk, but had been crying because Cakra showed some percent of his cold attitude. "Come home?" cakra asked with a faint smile and an unreadable gaze that made Ameera gulp her saliva bitter.

Presumably Ameera was just a pity, insyaf when he saw Cakra was behaving so, after that he seemed to forget it. "I-iya, go home," Ameera replied slowly retreating as Cakra's consciousness further eroded the distance towards her.

"Who is allowed to go home? Hm?"

Back like a moment ago, Ameera shook against Cakra who was now getting closer to making her body crash onto the sofa. Instead of stopping, Cakra continued to approach until now the man squeezed the body of Ameera who was in contact with his arms across his chest.

"You may be able to enter without permission, but not with the exit, Ameera," said Cakra so gently, but still for Ameera too scary.

His feet felt cold, Ameera's body suddenly shook when Cakra landed his hands on his stomach with a longed gaze that continued to be directed towards him. Obviously Ameera has been surfing that far, yesterday she fantasized about getting a hot kiss when Cakra eroded the distance, especially this time.

"That's wet, dear. Change clothes yes, later in the wind," said Cakra again disperse the daydream Cakra.

As if he had never learned from the experience, Ameera again fell into the same hole and was clearly ashamed of herself. Absolutely not out of thought, whether Cakra who deliberately provoked his passions or indeed something in Ameera was too mature to want more every time the man teased him.

Still with his face now reddish, Ameera nodded and resigned when Cakra helped him. He was not sick, at all his hands were not injured or broken, but only to change clothes as if he had to be helped.

Nevertheless, Cakra still knows the limits and he does not take over if it is not appropriate. In fact, he gave Ameera time to put on her pants.

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It was only after hearing that word that Cakra dared to stare towards Ameera. That appearance actually makes Ameera very funny, Cakra Jacket that actually looks like a raincoat that makes Cakra mengullum smile.

Surely Ameera misinterpreted Cakra's smile, she was resentful and her self-confidence was eroded to the point of not being interested in sitting at Cakra's side.

"Curl ... Come here, when to stand there?" Cakra patted the sofa on his side.

If not for fear of throwing spit itself, Ameera would have escaped the word unwilling. However, the circumstances forced him and now he again sits at the side of Cakra. Of course his mood was not as good as yesterday, Ameera did not even lean on Cakra's side and deliberately sat at a distance for some reason.

These little things will not be a problem for Cakra. If Ameera did not want to come closer, then she would be the one to come closer even now leaning on Ameera's shoulder before closing her eyes.

Not sleep, Cakra is only making peace with the turmoil within him. They look like a couple who are not in trouble, but the complexity is extraordinary. "Is there anything you want to ask, Ra?"

Ameera turned her head, looking at Cakra who until this moment was still closed. If Cakra asked, there was certainly a lot he wanted to ask about Cakra. However, after being faced with this situation, Ameera suddenly confused what to ask first.

Not only was he confused, but he was also afraid that it would offend Cakra later. "Since eight years ago, you were the first person to accompany me sitting here ...." Without being asked, Cakra began to make a sound, slightly vibrating even need a pause to continue the next sentence.

"People think of me as a monster, Ra. Though it was the badjetan who tortured my mother, she brought her friends to party and made my mother a slave sex that night .. Unfortunately, my mother had a cowardly and stupid child like me."

The chest of the Cakra rose and fell, his eyes staring at the nanar without direction and his emotions began to stabilize. He laughed blandly, but then cried and it looked pitiful in Ameera's eyes. "If I hadn't been a coward .. I would have been able to finish off those people sooner, wouldn't I, Ameera?" tanya Cakra who instantly made Ameera goosebumps.

Cakra had said that his family was the victim of the massacre, and hearing his story this time, seemed different and more frightening than the shadow of Ameera. "So ...."

The man smiled sinisterly, his gaze now more frightening than before "Yes, I did it. Why, Ra? Are you going to leave me too after this?" asked Cakra with a sad look with a hopeful Ameera would give a calm answer to his mind.

"B-but I'm innocent, Ameera!! That bastard deserved to die and_ ck, wssat!! He took my mother's life, and he ruined my life, my future and .. ays, your badjug, Gautama!"

Ameera had not even had a chance to speak, but Cakra suddenly got furious and vented it by hitting the glass table in front of them so many times that the fragments could be heard deafening. Looking at the now uncontrollable Cakra, Ameera landed a slap in Cakra's face to stop.

"Stop, Cakra .. What you're doing won't make your mother come back!!"

The chakras regulate his breathing, his fingers now flowing blood as if he no longer felt, he really did not care about the wound. "Jawab first my question, Ameera, are you going to leave me after this?"

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- To Be Continued

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