Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 82 - The Pass

"Clearly? What big little thing?"

"Clearly!! The exact fit, the size and position are also right .. but why should it be there?"

Cakra closed his pants zipper again. After showing a secret asset that he had been guarding, the man heaved a sigh of relief because Ameera was not angry when she saw the tattoo on the bottom of her stomach. "Either way, it used to be just not knowing what the benefits were, said bang Bondan to be cool so I just come along."

It is true that the black ink of Junior's name is painted there. Exactly three years ago Bondan who is the boss kindly invite Cakra and other children for a vacation to the island of the gods. As a memento Bondan also invites his men to have tattoos on the same body part.

However, at that time Cakra did not really understand if what he did was very unjustified. It also began because Cakra did not understand so much about Religion, only when moved to befriend Alan and Jovan the man understood that what he did was more wrong than right.

Cakra asked Sean back, just a few weeks before officially getting married. And, Sean's answer as a former sinner really made Cakra gobsmack. "I'll delete it later, but then yes" he said, commenting on a smile and trying to hide a little regret.

While in the eyes of Ameera, such things are not a problem and are used to seeing similar things, Evan is one of the proofs. It was a little surprised when Cakra showed the tattoo, rather unexpected more precisely.

"Leave it, no need to remove." Accompanied by rough breathing, Ameera rubbed the tip of her nose as a step to cover her nervousness. "But not to add any more," added Ameera who then Cakra angguki.

The woman tried to look relaxed, like a chakra that until this moment was ordinary. Unlike his brain that has been everywhere, like this time for example. Whether it is true or just tempting, Cakra unzipped it was just to show a tattoo there.

Though Ameera had thought the distance even to the point of shouting so naturally, of course the direction there. Honestly, Ameera was a little confused about the actual Cakra. Not without reason, but the fact that Cakra looks relaxed and unhurried like him is quite a question in the mind of the beautiful woman.

For a moment Ameera forgot about bathing together which turned out to be a misheard of that. Not wanting to be more visible if you hope to be touched, Ameera passes leaving Cakra with the intention of removing the rest of the make-up and removing the dress.

However, Cakra unexpectedly returned to tailing until the heart of Ameera began to beat. As much as possible he maintained the relaxed look of the face, but unfortunately the action of Cakra actually made Ameera's knee limp instantly.

Unsolicited, and Ameera did not seek attention to be helped take off her dress. However, Cakra consciously took over and asked Ameera to be quiet. "I'm sorry, Ra," Cakra said so slowly as she unzipped the back of her dress.

Ameera did not reply, she just nodded slowly while biting her lips. As soon as Ameera clearly felt, Cakra momentarily stopped before then continued to open her dress up to the waist. "Kok he can be that relaxed? Or is it nafsu?"

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Far from guessing, just like Ameera, actually since Cakra was nervous as well. It's just that, indeed he is more able to cover and look relaxed even though his soul is tempestuous and seems to be about to explode made.

Since the beginning of seeing the smooth legs Ameera actually Cakra has rippled, especially when dare to show tattoos in the sensitive area. Now, he was again faced with the smooth back of the wife who really made his soul uncontrollable.

Both people are the same, actually, both nervous and trying to cover it up. Cakra, according to Cakra, he only monitored and began massaging the base of his nose when he saw the appearance of Ameera that was increasingly open, leaving an underwear that made Cakra unable to stay still when the woman moved away to put her dress.

"Why?" ameera asked in a relaxed manner as soon as Cakra held her wrist, when this was what she was waiting for.

The full gaze of desire, along with Cakra that eroded the distance and pulled his waist managed to make a spark of passion that Ameera had been resistant to immediately stirring. Seeing Cakra dare to take a step, the woman also did not want to lose.

No longer shy, Ameera put her hands around Cakra's neck and purposely tiptoed to make it easier for Cakra if she intended to kiss him later. "You want to take a shower first .. or do we start right away?" cakra asked half-whispered while tightening his embrace.

The gaze of the two momentarily met, Ameera was a little misunderstood because it turned out that Cakra had not yet kissed her lips. In fact, he deliberately prepared himself even his mouth was half-open considering that Cakra had already kissed his cheek.

Between showering and getting started, without a doubt Ameera prefers to take a shower first. Where could he possibly confidently serve Cakra in such a state of sweaty and sticky stench. As the message of Lengkara, that the first impression must be attached and that is the key so that the husband can not escape.

Not only Lengkara, but Zalina also said the same thing and she also advised Ameera to wear fragrances as an eternity pellet to conquer the husband. Capitalizing on the experience of his brother and sister-in-law, Ameera sure very able to make Cakra bend the knee to his charm.

"Cakra, why are you coming too?"

"She's gonna take a shower, so nervous?"

Once in the bathroom, Ameera is made to die of lice because Cakra actually entered and without further ado stripped her clothes. Truly, it had occurred to me, but so did Cakra fill Ameera with fear that she turned and looked at the wall to guard her holy eyes.

The longer, the more nervous Ameera was immeasurably and ended up goosebumps when Cakra hugged her from behind. Without a thread wrapped around the two, their skin that touched made Ameera's blood seem to spill and suffocate instantly.

"Dear."

Ameera was still closed, Cakra's heavy voice seemed to drive her half crazy, really. "Ehm? Wh-why?"

"I'm in here, right?"

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- To Be Continued