
"Sorry I meant before that." Although he knew that maybe Cakra actually understood, but Ameera immediately corrected his question because she was worried that Cakra was wrong.
Cakra shook his head, he had not known Evan before. In addition, Cakra also does not know what reason Evan suddenly entered his life suddenly. For this fact Cakra had asked Abah Asep, but the man was also the same and did not give an answer that could relieve the curiosity of Cakra, not at all.
Abah Asep reasoned that Evan was just someone who accidentally met them. Although he could not believe it, but Cakra also could not force Abah to explain more and chose to give up in the end.
The fact that Evan is Ameera's sister-in-law makes the man feel like he will find the bright spot of what has been his question for years. Ameera's heart-wrenching intention, which is curious about Cakra, now turns to Cakra who asks because honestly she also wants to know what happened eight years ago.
Why is he free and his actions are not in question? Why is the murder tragedy actually treated like a massacre tragedy with the motive of theft as spread? He really wants to know the answer.
"We will not be finished if we just guess .. let me ta_ ah or you who want to ask yourself?" Ameera offers, she does not want to take a unilateral decision without Cakra's consent first.
Cakra let out a long sigh, for this time he chose to give up and trust Ameera. "You alone," reject Cakra steady, presumably he could not if later their discussion just scraped the old wound.
Without needing Ameera to ask why, Cakra's facial features have answered and he can understand why. "It's late, I'll drive you home?"
Realizing that Ameera's time home is near, Cakra doesn't want to hold her any longer. Among the ants, when it was delivered home was him, now it turned back and it sounded funny.
"I'm going home by myself no problem." His mouth refused, but his heart was clearly different.
Cakra is not that stupid and he can read the mind of the lover just by looking at his face. "I'll drive you, besides, my bike's in your house, Ra." Cakra reasoned, even though without a motorbike he would still drive Ameera actually.
Hearing Cakra's reply was clear Ameera's heart cried out yes even though it looked ordinary outside. "I can actually go home by myself. Your motorbike tomorrow can be delivered early in the morning the contact is also held by om Iwan, but if you force what can be done," he said passed away after handing over his car keys, he said, what an expensive selling action that looks like the motive.
Although he knew it was only the wits of the lover, Cakra did not discuss it. He still drove Ameera as usual, after all it had become his habit and Cakra was happy if he was needed, really.
The journey home tonight seemed very fast, even though Ameera had asked Cakra to reduce speed. Of course, the reason for still wanting to be with the lover longer, until when entering the courtyard of the house the look on Ameera's face immediately changed.
"Yes, come along." His lips went forward a few inches and Cakra only shook slowly to hold back his laughter.
There is just Ameera's behavior that makes the love of Cakra seem to increase every day. It was clear how lazy when he came down, his lips were still sweet even though Cakra said tomorrow they would meet again.
Not long after, Ameera's expression returned like an ordinary human. However, not because it was quiet to hear Cakra's promise, but rather surprised to see Zean's car still parked in his yard. "Oh, this astral creature hasn't come home yet? Did he intentionally wait for me or what?"
Not only was Ameera panicking, but Cakra as well. The two looked at each other for a moment, but the panic then doubled when they realized the Cakra motor that was deliberately left was no longer parked in the previous place.
"Short of a second, wasn't it here? Or has it been moved by Iwan?"
Knowing how nervous Cakra was, the woman immediately approached her housekeeper. And, the man's confession managed to make Ameera and Cakra's eyes perfectly rounded. "What's? So-so Zean's coming home with a bike?"
"Yes, this is the helmet one left. .. but the other one is worn by Mr. Zean." Ameera stroked her chest while receiving the helmet she used to wear.
Without permission, her brother carelessly used the chakra motorbike at will, not only tried but actually brought home. Forced, inevitably Ameera relented and allowed Cakra to return home in his car.
"Cakra sorryin yes, my brother is so .. understandably, he's schooled under the yam sticks." Ameera felt bad, but Cakra was of course ordinary.
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"Aunty?"
"Via, where's your papa?" Upon arriving who greeted him was neither Mikhayla nor Evan directly, but Zavia, his elder sister's daughter.
Zavia looked to her head, trying to convince her that she was still in the same place or not. "There is no, there samperin mumpung has not entered the room," he said which then immediately Ameera angguki.
"Eh, Auntie!! Btw her new boyfriend is young ... if I look around like an Aga brother huh?"
Ameera smiled, then shook her head and instantly made Zavia frown. "But who's young, who's the age?"
"Your funeral" answered Ameera, who made her niece open, incredulous and even speechless.
Until approaching Evan, Ameera's laughter still survives. No matter if his brother-in-law's eyes were already exactly the new sword sharpened, its sharpness was incredible.
No different from how to interact with his biological brother, Ameera just sat down even though not ordered until Evan just sighed softly.
"Sister Evan ... Meera can ask you something?"
"Cakra's home?"
Asked, he was behind his name until Ameera frowned. Without letting go of the book he read, Evan asked him the question.
"Had, just returned home," Ameera answered, suddenly nervous, Evan suddenly closed the book and placed it on the table, instantly changing the atmosphere.
"Before Brother said thank you, you have received Cakra well .. I did not expect, it turns out Dinara has a son as strong as Cakra."
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Ameera's heart was increasingly convoluted, her eyes were perfectly rounded and wet upon hearing Evan's words. The man knew not only Cakra, but his mother and that Ameera never expected.
"Do you know your mother?"
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- To Be Continued