
"Where is Ardi, Mbang?" ask Linggar after Bambang finishes his phone call with Ardi.
"Pak Ardi is still busy. Can't be bothered. Later go home alone he said," Bambang still remember being told fvck you by Ardi. I think it was a really big sprain from his boss earlier. I dare not contact him again. Why else, boss? Did you fight with that chick? Ella's?
"Well, it's good that Ardi's going home alone. Where's the car keys, Mbang?" Linggar asks for BMW Ardi car keys. Mumpung his brother is not there, can be pinjem this car for a walk to a more cool place. Very street mall in mall kayak gini. Ditha also seems not very fond of snacking. Can be taught the way hehe.
"Haah? Make what?" Bambang confusion. He had often heard that Linggar, the young master of the Pradana family, did act often. But only this time he faced directly with the work of Linggar. Isn't their next schedule a food cort lunch?
"You took care of our clothes and order. That Abis you're free to have lunch or anywhere. But you get home in a taxi, I take the car." Linggars change the arrangement of their event plans at will.
"But what if Mr. Ardi asks for a pick-up? Mr. Ardi didn't have his wallet and all his cards." Bambang beralibi, fearing his boss can not go home alone so kere and do not bring the money.
"Nobody. Ardi must be as cool as Ella now. Where here the key is," Linggar increasingly urged Bambang to give the key.
Bambang did not dare to argue anymore, taking Ardi's car keys out of his pants pocket. Well, hopefully the boss didn't ask for a pick-up.
"Dith you want to come with me or Bambang?" Linggar offers Ditha.
The girl looked confused for a moment. Klo in his choice there is a mas Ardi clearly choose mas Ardi lah. This lha? The choice is two guys geje gini...But yes than the same Bambang secretary who is not cool like mending with Linggar aja. At least they are the same age, both young at heart.
"Follow you out." Ditha decided and followed Linggar's steps to leave the mall to the car park. Then they drove away from the mall to the desired place Linggar.
"Where are you going, nagging?" Ditha asked curiously.
"A cool place anyway. I saw that you weren't interested in shopping in the mall."
"Hahaha yes, you know that I'm not the type of feminist who is shopping."
"I guess you're more adventurous. Traveling, or nature-related activities or other more challenging activities." Linggar just guessed from the appearance of Ditha who is tomboyish and looks very fit. Very different from the weak-bodied sultanwati women who dance and preen.
"Tau aja's. That you? Must be the type who likes to party and play with beautiful girls huh?" Ditha voiced her opinion from the appearance and appearance of Linggar which seemed not much different from her brother, Prasetyo. Playboy class snapper.
"Look at the ntar..." The lightly smiling crowbar was full of mystery. "Btw you are not curious about the girl who was chased by Ardi earlier?"
"Yes, curious too. Who's she?" Ditha finally asked her curiosity. How could Ardi go and not come back after chasing the girl?
"That girl is called Ella. Mas Ardi's ex. Just let you know if there's another girl in Ardi's heart." Half-way warned Ditha. In addition to her equal relationship with Ditha, Linggar also does not want any more obstacles in her brother's relationship.
"Certain why? He's just his ex." Ditha looked completely undaunted.
"No pa-pa. Just don't want you to be disappointed if you don't care about Ardi." Linggar was more curious about Ditha who seemed to be unyielding. Cool this is a girl too.
"Oh, thank you, yes..." Ditha responded cynically.
Some time later they arrived at the Medan Kolang motocross circuit. Linggar parked his car in the parking lot and immediately took Ditha down. Then they walked hand in hand to this motocross race circuit area.
"We ate first, laper. Play it when it's full." Linggar gave me an idea.
"Good idea." Ditha looked very happy and excited. True to Linggar's guess, this girl is the type who likes a challenge like this.
The two immediately walked together to the cafe and restaurant building there. Take one of the right tables facing the race circuit.
"You want what pesen?" Linggar offers Ditha when a waiter approaches them. "I'm big beef burger, double fried chicken, fried fries, same double size cola." Linggar mentioned his order.
"Buset is your own food?" Ditha was amazed to hear Linggar's food order. "I'm a cheesy beef burger just as medium cola aja," Ditha said of her order.
"Hahaha, you don't know yet. Ardi's as much to eat."
"Current time? That's a nice body, so much meal time?" Ditha was curious that the conversation concerned Ardi.
"Yes, he has a lot of activities as well. His brain kept thinking. It takes a lot of energy." Linggar gave his theory accordingly.
"Well, do you play here often?" Ditha seemed interested in this motocross circuit area.
"Often. I also often fight here. Every Sunday afternoon at 3 o'clock there's a race here."
"Well today donk. Are you here to fight today?" Ditha seemed more interested.
"Depends..."
"Depends what?" Ditha was getting curious.
"What's his old bet..."
"Huh? A bet?"
"You want to bet on me? If I win you'll give me what I ask for?" Linggar seduces Ditha a little. The girl seemed to think for a moment weighing Linggar's request.
"Can. Who's afraid. What if you lose?" Ditha is interested and does not want to lose.
"You can ask for anything with me. Impasse right?"
Soon their ordered food came, and the two of them immediately stormed and ate their food menu greedily. Linggar observes Ditha eating her food, as natural as there is no jaim-jaimnya like most other women.
"You can ride a bike? Want to ride motocross? I can teach you," Linggar offered while biting his big burger.
"Can ride the motorbike. So curious about nyobain. Ajarin yes," Ditha looked very interested, curious about the new challenges she could try.
"The price is expensive, mentor Linggarjati hahaha."
"Duh was said to be willing to teach it turns out there is a thank you," Ditha protested against the manyun, making Linggar increasingly smile widely see it.
Soon a group of young people entered the cafe and restaurant as well. Approaching Linggar and Ditha's table. A young woman from the entourage approached their table.
"Oh now change your girl again, nag?" said cynical. "Udah is no longer aunty taste? Now even tomboyish girls who do not have beautiful gini?"
Linggar took a quick glance at who greeted him. Lisa Rajasa, her ex. The more lazy Linggar responded, finally Linggar chose to be cuddled while continuing to chew his lunch. Ditha was also silent lazy to respond to the obscure girl she did not know.
"Hey poor tomboy, this Linggar hasn't broken up a month with me. He's been on the same path as poor auntie before. Eh now same poor tomboy as you?! Don't expect it to last!"
Ditha squeezes her cola straws. Gnarled also long ago dikatai unknown girl. Ditha stood up from her chair, taking a position opposite Lisa. Throwing a piercing look at Lisa, angry as it seemed.
Linggar would not smile to see the quarrel of the two girls. Mampoos you're Lisa, didn't know she was poor Praditha Sampoerna. Rajasa group assets are nothing compared to Sampoerna group.
"You said I was poor? Who are you, huh?!" Ditha bullied Lisa with her cynical gaze.
"Lisa Rajasa, the last princess of Rajasa group." Lisa answered arrogantly.
"Eh Nggar, Rajasa is a small group in Banyu Harum not si?" Ditha made sure on Linggar.
"Yoi. Most classy of his personal company mas Ardi in Genting is." Linggar explained.
"Huh? Just so arrogant as to be exorbitant. The sailors are mending you! Get out of my way!" Ditha lazily responded to her opponent who was big-mouth but not at her level.
"Who are you?..." Lisa looks a little daunted now. Is this girl from a classmate of Pradana? Which family?
"Include and remember my name. Praditha Sampoerna." Ditha's reply seemed to be thunderous filled the room, making Lisa and her friends who came with her tremble instantly just by hearing Ditha's name.
"Sa, that Sampoerna?..." Lisa is completely speechless now. Lose ground to this opponent before him. Silently, finally everyone present could only go silent in silence.
Neither Ditha nor Linggar answered. Lazy people respond to people who are not at their level. Well indeed today both appearances use casual style only. It does not show their sultanate status at all.
Even Ditha did not wear her fancy dress and bag. Ditha was wearing only her t-shirts and trousers and sneakers. A style too plain for a sultanwati Sampoerna group.
"Eh, Enggar! Want to run the race today? There are four participants. One more fit this." One of Lisa's friend's men joined in, wanting to break the ice.
"Five million per person bet, nagging! Take or not?" Another man added.
"Where, Dith?" Linggar asked Ditha for her approval.
"Take it! I paid for it! Double down! You have to win!" Ditha accepted their challenge.
"Ok, deal! Don't forget your promise!" Linggar reminded Datha of her promise earlier.
"As you wish!" Ditha. Then back to his seat.
While Lisa and her friends also took a seat at one of the tables a bit away from the location of the two of them.
"Eh you can win no, nag?" Ditha asked Linggar, a little worried as well. It's not a matter of ten million dollars. But more to the gensenya.
"Depends on..."
"Depends what?"
"The spirit, the reward is worth it?"
"Thirty million is still lacking?" Ditha asked curiously. Wah crazy this young master Pradana his toy is horrified that bet.
"It's not a matter of money. Dapet money is also divided again for celebration."
"Keep what dong?" Ditha is getting confused.
"Let me kiss if I win?" Linggar showed his sly smile.
"Haaaah?"
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