Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 60 - The Elect's Son-in-law

Papa Mikhail hung up his words, Ameera grew interested in hearing that while Zean suddenly hugged her papa and apologized many times.

"Don't dong, Pa, for whatever sake I'm kidding!! Last time, tomorrow-tomorrow I won't bother Ameera again."

Not nothing Zean was bad to think, but no words Cakra will replace his position. However, it was Papa Mikhail's remark in that direction, and Ameera also caught the same thing.

Papa Mikhail glanced at his son at a glance, he took off Zean's embrace before then sitting on the porch and wagging his hat. "Dare you speak ill of the Cakra .. papa scribbles of the family lineage!! Wanna?"

"Here not." Zean is a throbbing, new son-in-law, but his throne is already that high and even a threat to his position as chief director. In fact, there used to be Bima, but the papa did not speak in such a way.

The sudden existence of Cakra as the main character in his family made Zean confused of course. From the very beginning Ameera was in a relationship with the man, his papa was the most relaxed and did not bother about him at all.

Even after the sloping issue that was discussed on various television stations though, Papa Mikhail did not look at Cakra with one eye. Zean's worries he did not care at all, but the man was just afraid that his sister fell to the wrong man.

What's more, Zean remembers how Cakra camped yesterday. He was angry, and said it to Papa Mikhail who he knew was already at the Abah Asep residence, but who got the sap was Zean until he was full of eating scolding.

The attitude of his illegible papa as soon as facing Cakra still raises questions. Zean felt that something was awkward, but he also did not find the red thread. Not that he did not move, Zean had time to find out who Cakra and his background.

However, all he found was a small glimpse of information and not very helpful. Just a statement about a random child working in a workshop in the capital. Yes, even if it is not sought out, the information can be obtained easily.

Not only that, Zean also had time to ask Sean, considering both came from West Java, who knew the man knew something. However, not much different even more nil and Sean replied not knowing anything about the man who was living a closeness with Ameera.

Now, not yet complete curiosity Zean about the figure of the man he nicknamed as high protein flour, the papa had actually given a warning not to mess around. Forced, inevitably Zean can only remain silent and hope his fear does not occur in the future.

"One more .. If you can't be nice, at least don't make Cakra feel bad. Remember, Zean, you've been feeling the pain of having someone else interfere in your affairs, so release Ameera by her choice."

Zean nodded, he looked at the nanar the papa who had now passed away leaving the two of them. It was clear Ameera had nothing to worry about this time, her position was much stronger above Zean thanks to Papa Mikhail's support.

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"Nuil ...." Ameera stuck out her tongue, seeing Zean cornered was the thing Ameera liked the most.

Obviously such an act made Zean unacceptable. His eyes stared intently at Ameera and seemed to want to swallow his sister alive. "PRoudly?"

"Oh obviously, Brother why? Panic huh?"

For years Zean always won in order to make Ameera mentally fall, now turned around. With just one sentence, Zean did not bother to remember who was behind Ameera.

Not only is it supported to establish a relationship with Cakra, but the future of the man seems to have been arranged by the father. "Just relax, Cakra is not interested in that kind of world .. Don't worry about it, you won't be a parking lot."

"It's not that problem, Meera."

Without her papa, Zean was no ordinary person either. The name Zean Andreatama has been famous among business people for its achievements. Moreover, since young Zean has indeed become a speaker who fills various seminar events, both free and paid and obviously the knowledge he shares is not playing games.

Only, what made Zean inexhaustible was why his papa's attitude was so different to Cakra, that's all. Because in the past, Bima who wanted to return to Lengkara only he asked to do unusual things until his brother-in-law's hand was calloused.

If you say because of the choice, Bima is also the choice of Lengkara. Not only that, Bima also had the support of her future sister-in-law more than Cakra, but still her papa treatment was very different on Cakra for whatever reason.

"Don't be equated, Brother ... Bima and Cakra are different. Papa is so because Bima ever made a mistake, while Cakra? Did he ever let papa down? It would be even stranger if papa made the path of Cakra difficult." Ameera let out a long sigh, she briefly shut down for a while before then returning to speak.

"After what did you forget? The lucky one here is me, at my age who is no longer young and papa is worried about my soul mate but Cakra never takes issue with that, just be quiet," continued Ameera who made Zean blink slowly.

The man massaged the base of his nose, he stared at Ameera at a glance. "Hm, I'm just afraid you might get hurt."

"On what basis? Cakra had never been in contact with another woman before I did so when I was with me, and I yak_"

"Sean is enough to be our glasses, Ameera!! Do you remember how Zalina was? How quickly the badjetan kept a secret until he finally dragged his wife into the abyss of grief!! If you're just thinking about loyalty, wrong, Ra. .. there's a scarier wound than that."

Without intending to joke anymore, Zean now passed away. Not in, but really go home and out of the magnificent palace.

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Not wanting too much headache to think about Zean, Ameera again reached into her phone in her pants pocket. Unexpectedly, the video call that he believed had ended was still going on and showed Cakra's flat face there.

"Ehem, Cakra?"

"Have you spoken, dear? I just finished the shower .. How nice is a blue or black shirt?" He asked as if there was no problem, while Ameera was already unhinged and worried Cakra heard all their talk.

If he had really heard, it was not impossible that the man's feelings would have returned sober and his confidence yesterday would have wavered, and Ameera would not have wanted that to happen. "Cakra, you hear everything?"

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- To Be Continued