Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 114 - The Final Assemblies

Intentions of the heart want to spend time together quietly, the idea of Cakra ended havoc. After a while after Azkara got angry, she was actually called before her papa. Not alone, but with Ameera who also made Azkara angry because of his lies.

His actions were clearly considered wrong, Papa Mikhail lamented Cakra's ridiculous behavior. Not without reason, the man was only worried that the one who found him was not an adult, but another. Moreover, today his house is not deserted, all his grandchildren gathered at the weekend.

Azkara was quite calm because his name was not polluted for so long. While Cakra ate quite a bit of scolding, it was even possible to be full considering Papa Mikhail confirmed it over and over again.

However, the severity of Papa Mikhail's scolding on Cakra, even worse on Ameera. The woman looked down deeply and hoped her father would stop talking soon. His lies in order to save Cakra from Azkara's attack enraged the father.

I don't know how much longer Papa Mikhail nagged, which clearly Ameera's waist was achy made. In fact, if possible he wants to just sleep because his waist seems to be about to break.

"You think it's funny, Ameera!"

The impact of Papa Mikhail so many times managed to make Ameera aghast. Cakras can do nothing, although they usually protect each other, this time it is not so.

Not that Cakra is not dear, because if he speaks, it is likely that he also got his sap and the problem will be more widespread. Fuck even though Ameera will be angry later, but for this time Cakra chose to take it safe as Evan often said every time he advised her.

"About the artist, acting as you please ... If anything happens and people don't believe you anymore how? Don't get used to it, papa never taught you to lie, Ameera."

More or less the same as Azkara said, the point is he was wrong and it has been emphasized many times. Ameera was still bowing while smashing her fingers, while Azkara was holding her chest to look at the two men who had fooled her a while ago.

"Yes, Pa, but I do it_"

"Shut up!! Papa didn't ask you to talk!!" Presumably the anger of his father this time was not joking, just like Azkara who had also since raised a sharp gaze without the slightest sign if they were friendly there.

So long pampered and so preferred, this time Ameera no longer gets special treatment. There were no words to be understood for being pregnant or anything like that, her actions were still considered wrong.

Unlike the mother, the way her father's anger is too realistic to be called angry. There is absolutely no softness, for whatever sake it feels Ameera is facing the final trial.

It's still day, the sun out there is amazing. Surprisingly, Ameera's body was cold to the point of piercing the joints. This time he was afraid to look him in the eyes.

"All that has its limits, Ra, there are some things that you don't deserve to joke about .. the only one of pain and disaster."

"Papa wasn't angry while you were happy, but your joke this time was outrageous."

"By protecting the chakras, it is perfectly permissible, but there is no time or way. If Azka had gotten that sweet, if papa had known how? You could go to the hospital earlier than you, you know?"

Papa Mikhail spoke at length, with a tone so soothing, but still Ameera was afraid to look at his face. In fact, to answer the question Ameera is no longer in power.

"After this, you don't want to lie and make your granddaughter a weapon to protect yourself, okay?"

His lips remained silent until Papa Mikhail closed his eyes, his crown seemed to boil until he raised his voice.

"Amea!! You mute?"

"No, Pa."

"Why silence from then on?"

"Papa said silently, I was silent wrong too," he replied still lowered his head deeply, really testing patience.

The trauma of being yelled at and asked to be quiet a while ago made Ameera afraid to make a sound. This time he was asked to speak, not like this. "Oh my God, this kid, you asked me what it means to answer!!"

All went awry, Ameera really felt in the position there was no point at all. Answering wrong, explaining wrong, too focused on listening wrong, until maybe at the end point he thinks that breathing alone is wrong.

"Yes, Pa, yes."

"Yes, what is it?"

Wrong again, Ameera cut him down while rubbing his stomach because he was worried that the baby was actually depressed. After being asked and deliberately not answering was considered wrong, this time when he answered also remained wrong.

"Don't joke around again." Ameera repeated all of Mikhail's words without a single one being missed.

Although it may seem not to hear well, but there is not a single message of his papa that Ameera missed. All he heard very carefully, even to the extent of the composition of his sentence.

"Good .. This is the last time, if you repeat, you eat spaghetti through your nose!! Wanna?"

The sacred agreement that Lengkara often made as a threat now came out and made Ameera immediately shudder in horror. "Papa what? Come along Kara, where can the nose!!"

"Then change," Papa Mikhail's timpal momentarily made Ameera a little relieved. "Through the ears" he continued, which left Cakra powerless to hold back laughter. "Oh, God .. why are they both so funny!!"

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- To Be Continued