Flocking Payment
CHAPTER 06 - The Heart Contract?

Not wanting to bother with Julio's threat, Cakra passed without sin and behaved like a rich man who would pick up his lover. Although Ameera did not ask to be accompanied to an important event or anything like that, Cakra still paid attention to appearance.

Armed with the goods that Ameera bought yesterday, Cakra again looks stunning so that Ameera does not feel the loss to pay for it. Along the way Cakra had imagined the face of Ameera who was festering to see it, unfortunately it had to be broken when Cakra stopped the car right at the residence Megantara family.

There was no Ameera, there was only a dashing man with a glove wrapped around his distended stomach. The sharp highlight made Cakra a little nervous, from his appearance Cakra concluded that the man was the owner of the palace that was in front of him.

"Good morning, Om," said Cakra politely, his body felt cold even more nervous than facing Ameera directly.

Moreover, Cakra's greeting was not immediately responded to. Only a sharp gaze was he withering, while his mouth was focused with the chocolate ice cream left behind in half. "Morning to eat ice cream, does it not hurt?"

That question will not be thrown chakra, obviously just buried. A while the man waited, Cakra looked down for fear of being sprayed this early in the morning.

"Father!!"

Cakra looked up, the voice momentarily calming him down. One thing that Cakra knows, the old man who still looks dashing is Ameera's parents, for the sake of God Cakra breathed a sigh of relief because he did not speak.

"This is your friend?"

"Yes, Pa ... The chakra of her name," explained Ameera looking nervous, she was a little confused and approached towards Cakra who was waiting not far from her.

"Cakras? The horizon?" papa Mikhail asked immediately making Cakra painstakingly hold back the laughter. After being silent since then, once speaking managed to make the stomach of Cakra tingled.

"Darmawangsa chakra, Pa."

"The name is good, it must be a descendant of nobility," replied Papa Mikhail, Sontak Cakra lowered his head and his smile faded instantly.

Understand that his papa's speech may be uncomfortable in Cakra's ears, as soon as possible Ameera diverts the conversation and invites Cakra to pass immediately. Papa Mikhail who does not know what happened is clear yes-yes, most importantly there is a replacement for Ricko because the Ameera driver returned to Bandung for no reason.

"Be careful, unfortunately, papa, don't eat late."

Such a sweet interaction Cakra witnessed with his eyes. The eyes are accustomed to witnessing domestic and family violence that is far from being harmonious for several years. Never be reminded to eat, given a living to be able to eat almost never, as fleeting as the world if he remembers.

Just the first to see the figure of Ameera's parents, he was slapped and began to understand if the property was an important role in forming a family. Honestly, he was envious, God gave him a life of deprivation, not only of treasure, but also of love.

"Cakra."

Cakra's daydreams are spoiled, if Ameera doesn't pat her on the shoulder maybe she'll keep daydreaming until danger hits them. "Yes, Brother? What's up?"

"What are you thinking? If it's sleepy just let me" Ameera said later, she felt Cakra looked different this morning.

"The father is funny, early in the morning eating ice cream does not hurt?"

Where Cakra might be honest, he is not a man who likes to sell grief for the sake of compassion. Cakra diverted the conversation that would have sounded funny in Ameera's ear, and sure enough the question managed to melt the atmosphere.

"No, most toothache," Ameera answered briefly as she stared at her face in the mirror, making sure again what might be her eyes from staying up late perfectly closed or not.

"So much worse, what a weird answer."

Cakra laughed discordantly, he did not expect that Ameera would answer like that. Either because of Cakra's heart that had imagined the appearance of Papa Mikhail or how, but only because of trivial things he was easy to laugh.

"I'm serious, even laughing how the hell ... um, by the way sorry." After feeling bad, Ameera finally managed to pass an apology to Cakra.

"If papa makes you uncomfortable, usually in the first meeting it is so. Later no longer," explained Ameera later, whether the time referred to later it existed or not, but Ameera had confirmed to Cakra first.

"No problem, brother, from the look in his eyes he looks good," said Cakra, a little lying it does not matter.

"Ck, can you stop calling me Brother, Cakra? It feels old," said Ameera looks lazy once called Big Brother, but it is real and Cakra's actions are not wrong.

"Forgot, should you call me baby?" ask Cakra pretend to forget, but he deliberately did because he liked to call Ameera with that call.

"Hm." Short, dense and unclear what he wants, do not forget Ameera remains a woman.

"Hm what, honey?"

"Whatever," Ameera replied a little indistinctly, her face covered with hair as she lowered her head before staring out the window.

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After a while, the two arrived on the set and returned to the limelight like last night. To hell with Julio's gaze, what Cakra did was form his responsibility for the agreement.

If the two of him behave as they are, in public Cakra really unites Ameera. He who initially only needed to deliver, now chose to accompany Ameera. Ameera's bags and equipment were kept as well as possible, even Jihan who followed felt useless.

"Cut .. repeat!! Slap it less hard, Anita!!"

Already the umpteenth time, the scene was always repeated and Cakra started to rise in blood. From a distance he was monitoring Ameera, but it was certain that Ameera's face had turned red and she looked tired.

Without warning, Cakra approached the director to make the glasses man confused instantly. "What's wrong? Don't interrupt work_"

Not yet finished the man's speech, Cakra's palm landed right on Mr. Rizal's face. Again and again, Cakra is the center of attention and this time even more interesting. "You? Want ap_"

Plaques

Unsatisfied, Cakra slapped the man a second time. He did so not without reason, but he had counted the number of times Anita's palm landed on Ameera's smooth cheek in order to fulfill the director's wish.

"Replace your actress, or if you don't teach her how to slap the good one first," whispered Cakra in a soft voice and cold gaze towards Mr. Rizal until the man suddenly dispersed the players on the grounds that it was time for lunch.

Finished making Mr. Rizal ashamed, Cakra approached Ameera who was already sitting by Jihan's side. He let out a rough sigh, Cakra crouched down and brushed aside Ameera's hand that covered her face.

"It hurts, honey? Take a look," Cakra's pinta grabbed Ameera's chin for the woman to actually face towards him.

Not only was Ameera nervous, but Jihan who was sitting at Ameera's side instantly flushed and chose to pass away. Undeniably, their closeness is too natural for the contract lover category as Ameera put it. "What contract then? Contract hearts yes time."

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- To Be Continued