
The old man who had smelled the earth was only Cakra responded with a cynical look. The longer he's here, the more uncomfortable Cakra becomes until he starts to stand up and intends to leave.
At that time there was no prohibition, seeing the movements of the Cakra instead the man stood up. Like a grandfather who found the arrival of his grandson, Darmawangsa looks fine. In fact, he had pinned a good prayer for the Cakra household.
"Titip greetings to Khail, and don't focus too much on your work .. just accompany Ameera, without working your wealth is already a lot and what grandfather has all been in your name, Cakra."
Cakra's steps came to a halt, he turned his head for a moment before then heaving a long sigh. Whether or not she wanted her grandfather, but Cakra was not interested in such an offer at all, really.
"Thank you, but I don't need .. just keep it, or give it to the other kids who need your helping hand," cakra replied flatly and fearlessly looked back at the man's eyes. "Eum, I'll say hello, excuse me."
So much that Darmawangsa said, only greetings to his father-in-law that Cakra responded politely. Although honestly his grandfather's attitude again raises questions, but as much as possible Cakra is ordinary and all the worries he will ask for an explanation from the in-laws only.
Yeah, I guess with Papa Mikhail he'll be more comfortable, because if you continue to see the man's face, the heart of Cakra seems fiery and the shadow of the KDRT and its mother who is covered with darrah is still imprinted in the mind of Cakra.
Even to the point of leaving the place, Cakra's chest still rumbled and was eager to vent his anger. The two passed by leaving the five-star hotel that Darwangsa made as a place to meet. Together with Ricko who now seemed to not dare to look at Cakra, the two returned to explore the streets of the capital to the main residence.
Throughout the journey Cakra is only silent, the sun is hot this afternoon as a picture of the heat of the mood of Cakra. Ricko who did not want to further aggravate the atmosphere also chose to silence.
"Dude."
"Hm, why?"
After being silent, Cakra made his voice again and looked at Ricko at a glance. His gaze was strange, and Ricko was suddenly amused to see it. "Why so? Don't joke, my chakra is still normal!!"
"By, lebai!! Stop banging, I want to buy something," Pinta Cakra again acted as usual.
Really Ricko accidentally, there is absolutely no desire to make him offended, but the expression of Cakra a few moments ago successfully made Ricko goosebumps.
Ricko waited long enough, until the man wondered what the chakra was doing. From a distance can be seen, and at that time Ricko realized Cakra was carrying some rambutan ties that he bought from a roadside merchant.
Not Ameeraanya, not also Cakra seems to often do things that can not be guessed. At all Ricko did not expect that Cakra would buy rambutan to the merchant who was far behind them.
In fact, in front of the eyes there and the shape is the same, no different. Once in the car, Cakra's eyes look sparkling and his face looks fresher. The man let out a long sigh as if he had only found what he had been looking for a long time ago.
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"Just buy rambutan up to there, in front of what's the difference?"
"Well, look at her hair symmetrically and surely the tree was raised with affection" he said, showing a rambutan that made Ricko blink slowly.
Since when there was such a term, Ricko really did not understand and was confused as to how long Cakra had been contaminated Ameera's brain. "Ah so? Keep buying that much for what?"
The only fruit that he might relinquish if he had to pay dearly. Not just because he likes, but his memories with his mother as a child always want Cakra to remember.
He looks happy at the moment, as only rambutan is the only memory of his mother that does not make Cakra eyes wet. Long story short, Cakra explained the reason to Ricko why he suddenly wanted to buy it.
"Oh kirain cravings," said Ricko who made the atmosphere instantly become silent.
The return journey continues, and Ricko's words only remove the warmth that had been created some time. "Ngaco, my last bini dapet three days ago, yakali I work the same wednesday Thursday, friday already so."
"Not to be blatant either, Cakra aelah!!"
A little regretful Ricko asked, the answer was very friendly in the ear of a Ricko who used to expect Ameera. Although there is now Jihan, a beautiful woman who seems blind and willing to marry some more time, still less pleasant in Ricko's ears.
"Hahah let you know what that means."
He talked, and Ricko just shook his head quietly as he continued to drive quietly. Understandably, the wife of her current employer is very possessive, as worried that the husband leaned in until blisters.
"Ehm, oh yeah? Can I ask you something?"
"Ask what?"
"About your grandfather's offer, really don't want to?" asked Ricko in the end, because as a witness who heard himself clearly Ricko to ring out to hear it.
Cakra shook his head, he did not want to be determined at all to not accept the presence of his grandfather, both from the mother and father. "I won't give Ameera a living off their property, mending me a broomstick!!"
"The broomstick where is kayak lo? Royal sweep times huh?" Speech Cakra actually made a joke so that their atmosphere is not so tense. "Eh, but I'm confused, as far as I know the name Darmawangsa is great power first yes, now I feel the same."
"Continue?"
"But the question is why the attitude was ordinary, not really maksa even though my nutmeg was hacked at the beginning, he sends greetings to papa kayak tipped greetings equally peaceful," said Ricko at length until unknowingly if they were already in front of the fence.
The two both let out a long sigh, and their gazes were now fixed on the fat man who was riding an old vespa with his youngest daughter who was sitting sweetly behind him.
"Don't you?"
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- To Be Continued