Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 96 - Weak If About It

In contrast to his encounter with Darmawangsa, this time Cakra weakened slightly. Either because of his late mother, or the way Prof. Madani managed to make it melt. Cakra did not cast a sharp gaze, nor did it show a spotlight of hatred even though there was also Prasetya, the adopted grandson whom Zain had discussed at that time.

Maybe one of the reasons is Evan, but what makes his heart more touched is that everything available at the table makes him feel like a dejavu. Both from the menu and the way the presentation is exactly the same, Cakra seemed to feel his mother coming back. And it cannot be concluded Cakra got a leak from Ameera.

Not without reason, Cakra did not say that to Ameera. He just said some of the food menu that is liked lately. But for an omelet with tomato slices and sweet soy sauce on hot rice like this it has not been enjoyed for a long time.

"Hows it? You like it, Cakra?"

Cakra did not immediately reply, the man only nodded before chewing his food again. Dinner withholding tears is no fun, and Cakra just wants everything done quickly.

"Thank God if you like, Oma does not know what you like .. but if you feel, a child's taste may be able to decline from his mother," said a woman who began to enter the age of twilight.

A gentle swipe at the top of his head made Cakra seem to be a child again. He tried hard to hold back the tears so as not to spill, for God's sake Cakra hated this kind of weak-hearted self.

Faced with a man who looks so much like his mother, Cakra is already crumbling. Now, he was also faced with a woman as gentle as his mother, clearly his heart was ravaged.

Dinner at the Prof's residence. Madani goes on quite warmly. Ameera also seemed to interact and was very welcomed by the young couple. Likewise with Ricko, they actually look like they have known each other for a long time.

After a while, the dinner is over and Cakra can sigh in relief. During his time there, Cakra was silent and just a listener.

A pretty memorable introductory night, Cakra did not expect that she would be that weak once faced head-on. As if there was no power at all, Cakra even lost the ability to behave arrogantly like before Darmawangsa yesterday.

"This house is always open for you .. come without having to invite at another time, Cakra," said the man patted Cakra on the shoulder several times.

Slightly different from his paternal grandfather, Prof. Madani apologized to him. Regret about what happened to Cakra is free, and Cakra also does not accept if his grandfather wants to go back to discussing old wounds.

An apology he may have received, and about his past suffering let it be. Cakra did not care and did not want to hear his grandfather's explanation.

Clearly, Cakra drew the simple conclusion that both his grandfathers were equally selfish, that's all. When a child is released, and when an adult is asked to return on the grounds that he is the only heir to the family.

"Forgiving opa, should not give up so easily and agree with Darmawangsa's opinion at that time."

As Cakra knew, his two grandfathers decided to ask him back when he grew up as a middle ground. The decision they made a few years ago turned out to be unwise.

Neither Darmawangsa nor Madani expected that Cakra would become as great as it was when it matured. Nor did they suspect that his grandson would actually enter the Megantara family, which means dealing with Mikhail is tantamount to suicide to make both of them seem no longer have power.

However, given Mikhail's protected chakra status, they have no right to coerce. "Go home, thank you for coming tonight."

Dinner was his name, but they were only allowed late enough. So much was discussed, and before returning home his grandfather gave a photo album that he had promised. Actually he hopes Cakra is willing to sleep there, but just sit there as if Cakra is not at home.

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All the way home Cakra rested on Ameera's shoulders. His eyes closed, he snored softly and a sign if he slept there. Strange as it may seem, the one who should have fallen asleep was Ameera, not herself.

Once arrived, Cakra was also so difficult to wake up to be a burden Ricko. What is now happening actually makes Ameera panic because Ricko seems to deliberately aggravate the atmosphere.

"Don't you joke, Ricko said that eating eggs can be poisoned?"

"Well, the only one who ate that many eggs was her, right? In addition to causing an ulcer, eggs can also cause death, Ra!!"

"Nga!! I'm out there," ketus Ameera upset herself because the presence of the man only makes her head hurt more.

After Ricko's departure, Ameera is now alone with Cakra who has been sleeping so soundly. Ameera opened her jacket and shoes slowly, worried that her sleep would be disturbed. "His breathing is normal, not hot either .. but his sleep is so fast why is it?"

So many questions Ameera, until her suspicion only stopped after Cakra pulled her in an embrace without cue. So quickly Cakra moved, even Ameera was unaware of when she was starting.

"Indeed it's time, get some sleep, Ameera." Without opening his eyes, Cakra tightened his embrace until Ameera was a little claustrophobic. "Eeeuugh .. narrow, little loosened," Ameera pinta patted her husband's arm.

"Ayeah, forgot there's a baby?" If he had mocked Ameera for saying that she was pregnant, this time he also did the same.

"Yes, the baby squid .. I ate a lot earlier," replied Ameera who then managed to create a thin smile on the tired face of Cakra. "Law fishy," she whispered softly, that very second Ameera pinched her stomach. "Ngatain fishy, you yourself stink of soy sauce!!"

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- To Be Continued