
The presence of Cakra not only makes Jihan feel blind salary eating, but Ricko also feels the same way. How not, since last afternoon both only act as observers.
Watching how the busy Ameera herself accompanies Cakra while enjoying the actual snacks prepared for Ameera herself.
It doesn't stop there, when you go home too. Wanting to be left out is impossible, Ricko and Jihan are forced to accompany the journey of lovers who ride a motorcycle in front there.
A little bit annoying, to be honest Ricko is very upset in this position. Not much different from Ricko, actually Ameera also felt the same way and she kind of dislikes being stalked like this.
"Cakra, how do we go through the mouse? Let's be more spry."
Cakra turned his head, the traffic in the capital this afternoon was quite heavy. Not only because of its users, but also the buskers that started to act under the red light. When the situation is tired, Ameera actually made a request that succeeded in making Cakra's eyes perfectly rounded.
Not because he did not dare to take the steps that Ameera recommended, but he was confused as to why an Ameera Hatma could understand about the path of all rats.
If asked how about him, obviously Cakra just want. Moreover, since long ago he had been accustomed to looking for shortcuts so that his journey was shorter.
Precisely he who obeys the rules is also for the sake of Ameera, if only he knew long ago the lover preferred with such a arrival is certain since long ago he did.
"Related?"
"Sure!! Mumpung is still four o'clock .. usually brother Zean to the anterin house food for papa, if the afternoon he will go home."
Too calm to enjoy the journey, Cakra forgot that his goal this time was to meet Zean, his future brother-in-law. As Ameera had said before, it seems they need to speak four eyes so that the two know each other and do not suspect each other.
No matter how irritated Ricko responds and tries to chase after them, Cakra continues to go at high speed and selects shortcuts that can bring them faster.
Passing through a small alley that only fit one motorbike, this afternoon trip they can travel twice as fast. Not a few are aware of the existence of Ameera and Cakra, it is likely that the two of them will return to be the topic of conversation on social media.
It was not at all Ameera was afraid, the woman actually deliberately waved her hand as if deliberately showing herself. While Cakra is certainly only focused on driving his motorcycle.
Not long after, the motorbike that Cakra drove began to enter the family housing complex. Luxury buildings that stand on wide ground and look beautiful lined up on the right side of the road.
Just like the first time to deliver Ameera, Cakra's chest is always pounding incoherently where the main gate of the Megantara family residence began to be seen.
He was nervous, his speed slowly reduced and when entering the main gate that the two guards opened, Cakra seemed worried about choosing a parking lot. Cakra's nervousness had not yet been completed, the man's heart was pounding again when a luxury car stopped right next to his motorcycle.
No other and no, he was someone who since in the village became the burden of Cakra's mind. The irritation and magic words that had been thrown from Zean's mouth some time ago were still clearly imagined.
Absolutely not Cakra guessed that his appearance would be so authoritative. Anyone might be surprised, because when viewed from the appearance and look of his face, the man looks quiet and not so much talk.
The gaze of his eyes was quite sharp, not sharp meaningless, but sharp which managed to make Cakra bow instantly. Totally unfriendly, in contrast to Ameera's sister who had Cakra met in Bandung, really.
How to talk four eyes, how to get acquainted is as terrible as this. Cakra biting his lips in order to hold his nerves, Zean's gaze that was like he was skinning made Cakra seem unable to breathe freely.
"Cakra?"
"Yes, Brother, Cakra." Cakra was about to extend his hand, but Zean seemed to accidentally put his hand in his pants pocket until Cakra pulled his hand immediately.
Without saying anything, Zean only nodded a few times before then massaging the base of his nose. "You go home na_"
"Amea!! That who? Waah Cakra's?" Zean did not finish speaking, his papa now interjected and deliberately approached Cakra immediately.
Not only did he interrupt Zean's conversation, but Papa Mikhail also embraced Cakra to enter immediately. Leaving behind Zean and Ameera who were glued there. "Your status as the youngest child is threatened, you sure choose that man, Ameera?"
"It doesn't seem like I'm the one being threatened, but it's my own brother," said Ameera, who seemed to have forgotten about her frustration. "Oh yes, almost forgot .. sister can-can Cakra want to salim rejected? Listen yes, big brother can be arrogant, but not in front of the disgusting Cak_ pffttt, your hand used to hold what? Huh uh?"
Ameera rubbed her nose and lips together after Zean put his right hand there. Without giving a reason why, but in that way Zean has explained why he refused Cakra's hand.
"In the car there was a rotten apple, I was also almost dead before this," he said passed away leaving Ameera who was now upset was extraordinary. "Then anyway? It doesn't smell like this?"
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- To Be Continued
Hi, I'm sorry yesterday I got to hole up in Cakra. I was forced due to deadline in Iqlima ⁇ ️
Btw yesterday has not been able to say, the vote for Cakra yaaah cin, sarathaeoun️