
"Where are the nights at this hour?"
The father asked while coughing, had just eaten his line of medicine, leaning on the rocking wooden chair in front of the house, the old man wearing a sarong and peci, staring at dusk and Cakra in turn.
he thinks it's quite the night for the two men to come out at the moment.
"You'll come out for a minute sir"
Cakra quickly answered the question from the old man before him, it was not nice if he said directly they had to go out just to buy a fan, but not a fan, maybe those words would even offend her in-laws.
"you're looking for something, Father"
dusk greeted quickly then experienced his father and kissed the old man's hand quickly.
Cakra was a bit confused, because in such a town of traditions he had barely forgotten, he had never again done such a thing with papa after he had finished his high school bench.
perhaps such a thing was done only on the feast day, after which it was never again, at once she felt ashamed, as if she had lost Adab in her children's time, respecting and respecting his parents in such a way.
the man quickly welcomed the hand of the Father of Dusk, kissing the back of the old man's hand slowly.
"We go father"
the girl said goodbye, quickly waved her hand at her father and then moved down one by one the stairs from the house stage.
Cakra followed the twilight step slowly as he heard his father-in-law say.
"Be careful on the road, don't ask for twilight to bring the bike, he's a former rider"
you talk while flirting towards Cakra.
"No sir, where might Dusk take his bike"
the girl caught on quickly, believing her father if he couldn't possibly carry his bike.
still like the Cakra oon moving down, approaching a real Legend motor barely worth using.
He really should be a legend.
Inner Cakra while staring at the motor butut in front of him.
When was the last time he had a bike like that? SMP if not wrong, at that time the motorbike was not categorized as cool, but it was luxurious enough to be carried by a bachelor in his time, he said, RX-KING became his flagship motorcycle after it was changed to a Ninja motorcycle after he got his SIM.
dusk waited for Cakra to turn the motor in front of them, he looked at the man who started riding the motor and turned it on.
"Their master had to be crank with his feet, no longer able to use the starter to start"
The twilight is trying to remind.
as soon as Cakra patted his eel, the man hurriedly used his right foot to grip the motor.
for anything just for a fan he had to sacrifice for many things and now he has to grip the motor many times just to listen to the drum of the engine of the motor to turn on and be able to carry they left the old house.
for a moment his face stiffened, his thoughts wandered out of nowhere, he thought whether perhaps the motor they were using would arrive at their destination unhindered.
Motor oh motor, do I have to replace you with a new one?!.
Suddenly, the desire to change the motorbike for his in-laws and his sister-in-law.