Beautiful Wedding Imperfect
Terror

Next night. Illuminated by a bright crescent moon, Dhika smiles in front of her friends at our favorite cafe in the city center.

In a semi-open space, the smell of tobacco from a shisha smoked by her friends mixed with the smell of the city and the noise of motor vehicles passing through the cafe.

“Gue can no longer be the leader of this community. For that any of you who want to change this position?” said mas Dhika calm even without the presence of Dipta here.

Mas Dhika holds a plate of french fries complete with sauce and spicy mayonaise. “Gue I think you know why. But I can still give input and criticism about the race and automotive.” He returned to smile while devouring his potatoes.

”But probably not in the near future. I want a honeymoon with Risha to Bali.” he said covered in lies.

I nodded and chimed with the truth, “Pumpung his feet already mengedan gang. So the retreat of Dhika mas to rest not immediately disband, you can still live the commitment and consistency of this community as usual with the new chairman. Created possible, or mas Alif?”

“Kalo is usually vice chairman so chairman. Mending Dipta aja, Ris. I just seneng ngikut.” sahut mas Alif and then grinning. “I'm not pinter, just the styles of participating in the race.”

“Yes you guys just discussed Dipta would not, anyways did he not contact you?”

The men who had different hairstyles and clothes shook their heads slowly while looking.

“She has rarely chat after you accident yesterday, hear the witnesses caught on talking Dipta into your car?”

“So none of you go there?” many wonder.

“No, Ris. We are not invited, it is with other communities. New friends Created said.”

“Oh..” I received a plate from the dhika mas that was finished.

“So the point is that yes, I can't race anymore. I want to be cool in other ways, you guys if you meet Dipta ajakin aja become chairman.”

“Bro..” Mas Alif grabbed the road crutches mas Dhika and gave it up. “So that's a guess? Created mastermind?”

“Gue can't really do that or deny it bro, at that time I just peed behind a tree. It could be, maybe because I peed carelessly do not excuse me, the tree waiter was angry! Noh, who likes to pee carelessly carefully.” joked mas Dhika while trying to stand up.

I smiled, such myths are still very thick in various regions including in Jogja. So I hope, the explanation of Dhika mas and the secret of Dipta is still awake. At least if they are confused, they can find the truth.

“Pamit me bro.” Mas Dhika hugged his gang friends one by one who looked pity when looking at his fake feet.

“You must stay solid, which is definitely loyal friend!”

I smiled sadly as Dhika waved to her friends before heading towards the car park.

“Who are you, Sha?” ask Dhika while opening the car door.

I also opened the car door and looked at him.

“Ready for what?”

“The streets at the weekend look left and right.” he exclaimed by singing the song Shaggydog.

I grunt. “My touts yes look ahead, drive me!” I imitate his language style.

“Elu funny deh, the more mature the error.”

I closed the car hard. “We shop first before going home, just in case if in the place of honeymoon the goods are expensive.”

Replace Dhika mas who chuckles amusedly. “So you, Sha. The important thing is you don't have the burden of mind.”

Our car took a while to get out of the cafe parking lot before we crowded the Sunday night street crowd.

“Shop around the city first, mas. Before I invite you to race on the toll later.” I said with a grin of death.

“Eh-eh.., no need, Sha...” Mas Dhika bobbing head. “I want us to be mediocre speeding, no need to race. Who wants to race the same! Foreigners?”

“Ya clear dong mas.”

“Worry me, Sha. Don't need... No need.”

“That's how I feel every time you permit a race mas!” I stepped on the brakes and pressed the horn after suddenly there was a big black car overtaking and blocking the road.

“They have a problem what the hell.” gruntuku mangkel while pressing the horn continuously. “Thank you not nyosor bumpernya!”

Mas Dhika squinted, he took a cell phone in his weistbag bag and recorded our sudden journey filled with emotion. The big black car kept blocking my car even as I was about to overtake it.

“Wah really mas, he's looking for us!” I said growled. “He knows us, Mas!”

“Gue have sent a video to a friend of the police, you try to follow them just keep turning around without warning!”

”Kalo hit people how?” I said annoyed, my seat became a hot seat.

“About the turn, Sha. It has to do with racing the same physics formula of speed, distance and time! You remember the formula?”

“Boro-boro mas Dhika Wahyudin! Said this live practice what!” I checked the rearview mirror, deserted.The distance between the car and the motor is far apart at medium speed.

“As I recall in front there is a mas police station, we seek protection there.”

“As of you, Sha! But how good it is that you can overtake them so that they can all be caught!” exclaim mas Dhika emotion.

I took a swing to overtake. But it seems that this situation has been read by the driver of the car. Someone emerged from the car sunroof and threw a bag of chicken eggs and sand alternately while hitting the glass screen of my car. I screamed and spontaneously stepped on the car brakes when my view was unclear.

“Articles!” Maki mas Dhika's. “Gue sure it's Created.” Dhika presses the hazard button and pulls the handbrake.

“You recorded the incident just now mas?” ask me with a trembling voice.

“Iya... Yes..” Mas Dhika stroked my shoulder as if calming. “You use water wiper, I'm out buy water!”

I could only nod and rest my head in the car.

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