Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 74 - Familiar

"May I talk to him, Ra?"

That question made Cakra nervous instantly. As if inexhaustible, complete with siblings, there are still cousins who also make the heart of Cakra shudder unheard of.

It's not all that Evan, but this one is no less serious and also seems to be unable to be joked with. The most amicable throne remained Sean's, while others seemed to be deliberately testing Cakra's mentality.

"I'm important, get out of the way." Not only was he talking, but he also shifted Ameera's body until she stared intently at him. "Ck, what do you want seben_"

"Here, I almost forgot." Very quickly he acted, Ameera's question was not even finished and Zain had already thrown the key of the Cakra motor without a cue.

Really unexpected family, maybe because they are still blood so not too far away the difference. After throwing the object at Cakra, Zain was now seated next to Cakra until the man returned to his original place.

Still with misgivings, Cakra worried if the man actually reprimanded their closeness. However, until a moment of silence Zain took a deep breath before then slammed on him so slowly, a sign he would soon start the conversation.

"Your laptop has been mended, it may take a long time because the damage is quite par_"

"It's been badly damaged still behind, buyin then," Ameera's sergeant cut the conversation until Zain clucked irritably made.

"Not done, Ameera!! Just shut up for a minute?" His eyes looked flat Ameera, clearly visible if Zain was lazy to talk. "He also advised, if you object and your bike can not return to how it was, it will be replaced by a new unit, Cakra."

"Kok put on being asked that? Should've just changed." Not deterred after Zain responded with emotion, again and again Ameera memotorng talks Zain who plays as a spokesman for the brother at this time.

Zain who had no power could only sigh deeply as he faced Ameera. "I just convey the message, Ra, if you want to protest directly to Brother Zean, not to me," concluded Zain then passed away to pass until Cakra actually felt bad.

Along with Zain's move away, they both argue about the motorcycle problem. Ameera does not accept if Cakra resigned only even though the condition of the motor is really severe. While on the other hand, Cakra actually did not mind how badly damaged the motor, all also happened accidentally so there is no need to argue according to him.

Right in the middle of their debate, Ameera realizes that Zain turned around and came back to them. For a moment, the debate came to a halt and the two stared at each other. "What else? Is there anything less?" ameera asked with an unreadable look and was clearly visible if she no longer accepted the presence. Zain is here.

Without answering, Zain's gaze was fixed on Cakra. Very thorough from top to bottom until Ameera crossed the chest. Of course he will guess the no-no, where maybe an Ameera is not bad to think.

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"Before far away, I assure you my future husband is normal and not interested in the same sex, Zain," he said aloud as he fought for a man from the temptations of another man.

It was obvious Zain who was accused of being suddenly embarrassed, his face flushed red and looked around him. Not only the three of them, but a lot passed and the possibility of hearing Ameera's words until she looked at him. However, even though he was trapped in such a crucial situation, Zain still looked relaxed and able to master the situation.

Ameera closed her eyes, a little unacceptable, but wanted to how Zain's judgment seemed indisputable. Not wanting the debate to be long-tailed, Ameera kept quiet and asked Zain to continue the conversation.

I don't know what and why to deliberately turn around like something very important. I've known Zain for a long time, and he's not the type to mince words. "Do you have a brother, Cakra?"

Cakra shook his head, a whole new lifetime this time someone asked him in such a way. "No, Brother."

Quite once asked, Zain nodded in understanding as soon as Cakra replied no. As a listener whose level of curiosity was half-dead, Ameera clearly demanded an explanation for why Zain asked such a question.

"His face is familiar, Cakra is very familiar to my eyes. .. It's very similar, Ra."

Upon hearing Zain's expression, Ameera could draw a conclusion as to what he meant. "Who's liking?" ameera asked to confirm, while Cakra was no longer interested in their conversation.

"The big teacher at my college used to be, but as I recall he only had one grandchild and is currently still a student there. Madani is precisely Cakra, only different posture," explained Zain at length.

Even just by looking at it, anyone can draw conclusions if they are blood and Evan's story is not making up. However, Cakra hated the story and his ears seemed to be closed, even more so when he heard his grandfather's name clearly mentioned.

For the sake of covering up his frustration, he laughed softly and reacted modestly. Cakra did not over extend the issue and tried to end the conversation about it. "Ah, my face is indeed a market, Brother ... almost every time I meet a new person, it must be called like someone who I myself do not even know who that person is."

"Oh, that? But usually my eyes never sal_"

"Just say it's wrong this time, you're not wearing glasses anyway."

"I'm nearsighted, Ra, not a cataract," Zain later lamented.

After getting Cakra's confession and his suspicions are not true, Zain passes away leaving them. And, Zain's return with such a question only made Cakra's mood even more chaotic. "Don't think about it, Zain does like the familiar snobs."

"It's okay, at least I can imagine that my grandfather looks like a mother" Cakra said slowly, but a moment later he smiled wryly and made Ameera feel the pain. "And it turns out that she has a grandchild other than me that she raised like a normal human, unlike me, Ameera."

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- To Be Continued