Angkasa (Mafia Children's Love Story)
Space 36

The noise of the motor exhaust noise sounded earthy. The cheers of the spectators and supporters from some camps who were about to conduct a wild racing match rumbled. Cigarette smoke and smoke from two-wheeled vehicles mingled, mixed into one giving rise to a scent that was so unwearing. Not to mention the smell of alcohol that is downed by both visitors and prospective drivers.

The galaxy came with its great motor pride. The rainbow that was forced to follow behind him continued to look down not daring to show his face.

Gala approached Black Moon who seemed to be gathering there using his motor. Black Moon is seen sitting gathered on one side of the highway that will be used as a racing circuit while rotating a shot glass containing alcoholic beverages. The young men welcomed the arrival of the leader.

"weeeeiiss....!! Gala..!!!" gerald welcomed the arrival of the leader. They got up from their seats, tos with the chairman as a welcome.

Not to forget, they also glanced at the Rainbow that had been hiding behind the Galactic's burly body.

suit..suit......

Whistling rang out, some Black Moon members stared mischievously at the Rainbow that had been trembling ever since. Years after entering the pesantren and then going out and starting a new life as a rainbow, never once did he approach the night life. His life was spent in the house. Stay away from the crowds and meet a lot of people.

And this was the first time he came back to meet the crowd that he was so scared and uncomfortable. His hand had since squeezed Gala's jacket. He hid his face behind his sturdy back with his hair draped over his face.

The rainbow was uncomfortable, he was scared, very scared.

"who is it, Gal. Clear cake. But his face did not look...!" vishnu.

Gala just smiled cynically.

"whose name is it?" ask Vishnu again.

The rainbow did not answer.

"whoe...! that's behind Gala...!" sahut Gerald's.

"beautiful budeg...! hahahha.." Vishnu again made all the chuckling. Joe who was also in that place just kept quiet. Since his meeting with Gala and Rainbow in the restaurant parking lot earlier, he kept thinking hard. She was no stranger to the beautiful face of the woman. But where is it?

Other discordant voices continued to sound mutually unpretentious. Black Moon's unethical joke continues to be thrown. Gala only occasionally smiled knots. The rainbow is getting uncomfortable. He put the man's jacket back in.

"Gal, go home yuk.." said Rainbow afraid with a soft voice.

"what the hell? just relax, I'll take a look at you this evening..!" said Gala at the side with a haughty smile.

"but I'm afraid..! Gal, please come home..!" whining Rainbow.

"bac*t really you, can not diem anyway?!!" gala was upset. The rainbow now shed its tears. Really, he really wants to go home now. Please, anyone, help this woman out of this delinquent lair.

And....

The match also began.

Wild racing conducted by a number of urban young people began in the title. The galaxy enters the starting line. With the rainbow hovering behind him, the black bike seemed to be preparing behind the starting line. Side by side with a red bike that will be the Galactic opponent in the game tonight. The crowd cheers. Most of them are Galactic supporters. The handsome famous artist who has a strong badboy aura. In gandrungi many people because of the charm of the face and its innate.

The rainbow raised its head. Trying to neutralize his emotions and feelings. On the swab of the wet cheek, making his face visible and can be seen by Joe who has been curious since by the figure of a woman who now seems to be close to the Gala.

Joe grabs his phone, then quickly opens it and fiddles his atik.

Gala plays her gas motor. The rainbow again hid its face behind the young man's sturdy back. Gala turned her head to the right.

"hold tight, the cave will fly tonight..!" said Gala makes the rainbow more unworthy. He was already unable to answer so scared and uncomfortable.

The cheers of the spectators continued to grow. Money bets collected. A mini-looking woman gets ready in position. Right in front of the starting line, carry a flag and stand in the middle of the two bikes that will compete.

"ready?" said the tattooed woman on the back. The red flag, in the lift,

"3.2.2.1....Gooo....!!!"

Flag on the fly. Two motors drove like a hurricane. The rainbow reflexes hugged the sturdy body tightly. Hiding his face behind the back of the Galaxy who propelled his motorbike like a man of infidelity. The tiny mouth did not stop chanting prayers, letters short letters, verse chairs and the like as if asking for protection from the Creator in this gripping night, making Galaxy busy with the speed of his motor was smiling widely behind his helmet. Just this time there's a race person in bacain verse kursi😁😁

The galaxy is getting excited. It adds to the speed of the motor. Rainbows screaming. His prayer grew louder, his embrace tighter. The galaxy laughed broadly in between his speeding action. Wreaking anger, looking for money, plus can be a bonus in the hug as tightly as possible by the woman who always looked down, making the Galaxy as if it did not want this night to end quickly.

The vehicle continues to go, overtake each other, chase each other but not infrequently try to drop each other with a few kicks directed at each other's motorcycles. A pale rainbow. If he had the science to disappear then he would have chosen to do it right then and there. Please, this is called Izrail nantangin.

Rainbows crying in fear. His hands are sweating. Gala kept pushing the bike. He led in front, not far from the opponent who tried to catch up who had approached the finish line.

The motor keeps going, until.....

The crowd cheered the arrival of the champion. Gala won, defeating the opponent who was not far from him. Black Moon cheered. Gala took off her helmet. Its members approached to welcome the arrival of its proud leader. The rainbow neutralized his face. He who was still on the bike with Gala also covered his face while continuing to beristighfar. His heart feels like it's going to be broken. Legs limp. With great difficulty he got off the bike, sat on the edge of the circuit hugging his leg and buried his face between his chest and knees. Until arriving...

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"hi, Rebecca....."

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