Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 58 - Long Distance Relationship

Since being with Cakra, one thing Ameera doesn't like is a breakup. Then, this time he was actually required to undergo a long-distance relationship, the cool term LDR. Just hearing it was lazy, cool from where? Yes, that is the curse that has been in the heart of Ameera since arriving in Jakarta.

Not 48 hours apart, Ameera has started to mess around. In fact, all night Cakra accompanied by phone, although the contents also only sleep as usual. I don't know which crazy person taught Ameera that she actually defined someone who is commonly called bucin (love slave) like that.

Their phone calls don't end if it's not because the phone is running out of power. Presumably, the sleep call service that Cakra used to do will now again become a favorite part of Ameera.

Unfortunately, during the day Cakra is difficult to contact. Since waking up and welcoming the sunlight, Ameera had not heard the sound of Cakra until her energy seemed drained, weak and lazy to do anything.

Including breathing, maybe so. Breakfast should not be asked, because Mama Zia has had a blood ride because the food at the table only Ameera see it. Either because he thought the food would go in on its own or how, but clearly Ameera was really lazy to eat it.

The exact change of women without direction was clearly witnessed by his family. Whether it's a brother, cousin, even a nephew also noticed Ameera's change after coming home.

Moreover, in the eyes of the brother who yesterday could not come to pick up Ameera because of work that is also equally important, Zean. The man let out a long sigh while shaking slowly when he saw his sister was exactly the resident of the mental hospital.

"Dwelling ... Ra, come with brother yuk."

"Where?"

Ameera looked at the puzzled Zean who suddenly invited her, somewhere she did not know either. Incidentally, Ameera's brain feels deadlocked and will not refuse if invited to walk or something.

Zean approached, deliberately as if it was a secret and only Ameera was invited. Usually, if this is the brother will give a gift and should not be known by Lengkara.

"Follow it, before it gets worse ... Brother is worried that it will be difficult to heal," whispered Zean immediately made Ameera rise in blood.

Clearly, Ameera could guess the contents of Zean's mind and this time it could be ascertained that Zean's invitation was not for a walk, but to a well-known psychiatrist because he was worried that Ameera ended up in a mental hospital.

Intention to provide a solution, the man felt tremendous pain after Ameera pulled her hair without cue. "Can!! What say? Fiks the hell, you can't be saved anymore, Ra."

The allegations are increasingly convincing, Ameera who went berserk after being suspected of having a mental disorder a few moments ago is enough evidence that the woman is indeed not right.

Ameera, who felt sane, obviously did not accept chasing Zean into the backyard. If it had been just empty-handed, this time he had brought a floor broom that made the two an unusual sight this morning.

As a traumatized victim pursued by a madman, Zean tries to save himself and find the existence of the papa who is busy with his routine. As he shouted for Papa Mikhail, the man no longer cared what he was stepping on until the father's scream echoed there.

"Oh my God, Zean!! Are your eyes blind or what? Don't you see what you're stepping on?"

Hearing that, Zean lowered his head, and his mouth was open when he realized that his footprints had destroyed the chili plant that Papa Mikhail had just sown recently.

Zean was in a cornered position and now Ameera was getting closer so she had no chance to escape. Forced, Zean had to receive a punch that landed right on his shoulder because Ameera's anger was extraordinary.

Seeing his youngest daughter in a great rage, Papa Mikhail acted quickly even the papaya he had just harvested came off just like that. No longer did he care if it broke and could not be saved, but Zean's safety was more important.

"Stoop!! Why y'all? What's up, huh?"

It was still morning, and Papa Mikhail was struck by two small versions of himself who could somehow grow up at home. As soon as asked, Ameera also did not immediately reply, but rather raised a hostile gaze at Zean.

"Meera keeps the wrong one? Papa asked the director of this insider's path what's wrong?"

Ameera's mood was already bad, she passed away with a floor broom in her hand. Very upset, Ameera's chest up and down until no longer care about Ricko's call that just arrived to his home.

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"There problem? Why crying?"

Long time no see, after meeting Ricko has found Ameera is shedding tears. The man is not alone, but there is also Mahendra who has already run up to Zean behind, probably worried his former boss will be strangled by the hosts.

"Why aren't you here?"

Not yet answered, and Ricko again found Ameera who uses the style asked behind his name. Maybe Ameera forgot, yesterday she herself asked Ricko to come back.

Some parties have started contacting, including there Kama who has waited long enough for their project that was delayed. "Why not change players?"

"Where can Kama say you're the only one who deserves how else?"

Indeed, Ameera's spirit to do everything has indeed been dissolved since parting with Cakra. What's more, considering the co-star in this latest project is an actor who is not so happy, precisely cousin Julio, his former lover.

Ameera clucked, coming home from the village she was suddenly lazy to do anything. Bathing alone is not moved, especially for later work. "Tomorrow, you can go home today."

Ricko smiled thinly, very thin even barely visible. He stared at Ameera, who now looked at the screen as if waiting for someone to contact him.

For a long time he looked at it, until a short message notification appeared there and Ameera's smile expanded instantly. "He you're waiting for?"

"Hm, you see my future husband, cute, right? New haircut ... have you got a job?"

Ameera monologues, she's happy just because she got the latest news from Cakra. The world that was cloudy, suddenly bright until Ameera even began to tell with enthusiasm.

Ricko was the one who was not present yesterday, and that was quite unfortunate Ameera. That's why he told a long story and Ricko listened so carefully.

"There really isn't a chance for me, is there, Ra?"

"Huh? The opportunity? A chance for what?" Ameera frowned, suddenly Ricko made a statement that left her gaping.

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- To Be Continued