Get Married Here
Challenge!!!

Vico had just arrived home, he was still covered in oil after working in the workshop. Vico immediately went to the bathroom to clean himself up, then put on a black shirt and knee-length pants. The simple meal table has been in the field of simple food, white rice, fried fish and clear vegetables. Vico sumringah saw the available dishes, "busy, the food is good"

"Yes, son, I'm intentionally making you. Surely you cape really abis from the workshop and hungry. It's your favorite food, mom,"

"Still buk" Vico ate his food voraciously.

In the middle of the dinner, Vico notices his mother who looks agitated from earlier.

"Mother ain't eating?" he looked at his mother's face.

"Mother is still full, you're the one who ate first," a thin enyum was engraved on her face.

Vico continued eating, because his stomach had been rumbling from earlier.

"Mother is there a problem? Kok from earlier Vico saw the mother was very nervous," he asked Sinta.

"Ahm. I have nothing, son," Sinta dodged while turning her eyes away.

Vico finished his meal and cleaned his dinner plate and went back to his mother.

"Mom, really, I don't have a problem? Don't lie to me, I'm open. I can see from the eyes of the mother, if the mother again cover something from me," urged Vico while holding her mother's hand slowly. He kept staring fixedly into those eyes.

Sinta couldn't dodge, she really couldn't lie to her son.

"Hm, if you're honest, you promise you won't be angry?" his gaze was glaring at his son.

"Vico promises not to be angry, as long as Mom's honest with me".

"Look, yesterday when you went to school to fulfill the call of the school, I met Marinka's mother,"

"So she said something to Mom?"

Sinta nodded slowly, looking at the look of her face slightly panickedly covering something from her son. His hands are now squeezing the ends of his clothes.

Vico scrunched his forehead watching his mother.

"Mom, tell aunt Marinka what to mom?" his insistence on Ratna.

Ratna sighed softly while trying to tell a story.

"Mom Marinka actually wants to make a deal with you and Silvi about your marriage,"

"Deal?, what deal ma'am?" Vico narrowed his eyes to find out what his mother meant.

"She wants you to make a pre-wedding agreement with Silvi,"

"Previous covenant?"

Sinta nodded her head and handed over the documents containing the pre-marital agreement as Marinka had explained when they met.

"So her lawyer Miss Marinka came here, she came to hand over this document to the same mother, she said, said you were told to sign this document and tomorrow morning the lawyer will come to pick up this document and ask for Silvi's signature,"

Vico took the document carefully. The moment his face looked calm reading the document, suddenly his eyes were focused on a single sentence.

"What the hell is this ma'am, Aunt Marinka asked me to marry Silvi for a period of one year, with three months of trial. Then he also made a deal that if Silvi's child is missing or Silvi has a miscarriage, I have to leave Silvi?! This is not true, ma'am. It's the same aunt Marinka asked me to make a marriage contract. I don't want mom!!" firmly with a reddened face her clenching hands firmly held in anger.

"Mom knows son, it's wrong, but Miss Marinka said that if you don't want to agree to this agreement she'll do you from school and will sue you," the middle-aged woman was now seen shedding tears on her face. He was clearly scared and trembling.

What is the power he is just a simple person and can not do more to fight a Marinka who incidentally a wife of a great businessman and has influence in aspects of life.

"It's outrageous ma'am, I don't want to. I'm going to tear these letters apart" Vico said, taking the documents to destroy them.

"Don't kid, please don't do that. I don't want anything bad to happen to you," Sinta shed tears her voice weakened from feeling heavy and tight.

"I'm going to talk about this with aunt Marinka ma'am" Vico told her mother.

Sinta just kept quiet. He was only pensive to see Vico who was so angry at the agreement Marinka made unilaterally.

***

Farel is still awake. Tonight his eyes could not be compromised, he had closed his eyes many times and flipped his sixpack body in a padded mattress that became his bed. Still couldn't close his eyes. He also threw away the blanket that covered his body sitting while rubbing his head roughly.

Damn, why sich ni eyes from earlier did not want to sleep. Where my body cape all over again. Can't even sleep! grunts while turning on his room lights. His eyes were fixed on the wall clock in his room. The clock shows at 12:00 p.m. It looks like tonight he won't be able to sleep well.

Farel turned to look at the nightstand and saw the rectangular box lying there. He immediately picked up the box and contacted someone.

"Bro, I'm borring this. Can you help me make my boredom?"

"Why boss? Lo again there is the same problem bokap nyokap lo again? teasing the tattooed man in his right arm and percing in his ear.

"Lo just come here, we again want to ngetrack this, if the boss wants to come here anyway."

"Yes, I'm your samperin."

He immediately put on a low ash shirt on his chest showing sexy muscles in that section, not to forget the black leather jacket, he took the keys of the motorbike lying in the tool then turned on his sports bike and went to the place of his barrel. Maybe now what can make him forget about his problems is meeting with his friends.

"Boss, haven't seen the boss here. Busy, boss?" asked the tattooed man with a percing greeting Farel.

"Gue ain't busy," he answered briefly, taking a bottle of water and then drinking it straight from the bottle.

"Why is it so tangled to the face? Any more problems?"

"Gue tuch again be the same as me, when I was told to return home," he complained while sipping his drink did not forget to light a cigarette and smoke cigarettes occasionally.

The man just smiled looking at Farel's annoyed face. He knew his boss never understood his parents.

In that place the sound of the motor rumbling disintegrates the silence of the night. Only the motor lights now shine on the dark night. Young people cheering gathered on the once deserted streets now look more and more crowded.

A man with mohak hair riding a sport bike and a woman dressed in sexy clothes who was hugging him behind the motorbike, approached Farel who had just been in their midst.

"Hey bro, your guts are also coming here," a grinning smile was seen on his face.

"Why do you mind? This is a public place anyone can come here!" ketus Farel to him.

"What's this?" asked the tattooed man who had just returned from behind to approach them.

"Ga kok bro I just want to spay the Farel aja," said the man with a mocking tone.

Farel was getting fed up and wanted to punch the man "what do you mean? Huh!?" Farel pulls the man's shirt in front of him, but Tom is among them mediating "Farel, Tom!!! Brother, don't be like that little boy."

"But her face is Lucky, come on because of it!!!" Farel grumbled while pointing at the man named Tom.

Tom doesn't want to lose "what? You think I'm afraid of you!!!" his challenge while puffing his chest.

Farel and Tom did not get along, because every time ngetrack together, the man always lost to Farel. He envied Farel.

He was still curious about Farel's skills in racing. That's why today he's still trying to challenge Farel.

"Sshhhttt, I invited you here not for jotos. Mending you ngetrack aja dech from maen tonjok-tonjokan?"take Luck the tattooed man to them.

The two people simply followed him and they returned to their respective bikes. The two young men still showed each other arrogance.

"That's dong. How many pairs do you want?" lucky asked while looking at the two.

"Gue wants to put five million." challenge Tom while pointing his five fingers at Farel's face.

The one appointed was even chuckling. For him money is not his main goal, because he just wants to have fun and eliminate his disgust.

"Why are you even that grim? If I win you have to pay five million for me," Tom looks annoyed with Farel's attitude as if underestimating him.

"Ok, I don't care if only five million is small for me, but if I win you have to hand me tuch girl for me," farel said as he pointed at the girl sitting behind the man's motorcycle.

The girl clenched her arms at Tom, afraid that something might happen to him. The man watched his old woman, until he finally nodded his head.

"Ok deal, if you win this girl for you," said the man while glancing at the woman.

The girl now stretched her arms from Tom. He took his hand off Tom. Slightly hurt by the man's attitude, the man easily made himself a betting material. Didn't she realize that the woman she was with now was her lover? It could be for the sake of his wish he made himself a bet.

The man did not care, even until the girl got off her bike she still did not care. Suddenly Lucky held the girl's hand. Give a code that everything will be fine. The girl just kept quiet and snorted in annoyance.

After a long fight, the match began. Farel and Tom have been on the starting line with a beautiful woman among them to guide the match. The beautiful girl waved the small flag held on both her hands and

"G!!!"

Racing started. The two young men were shaking their bikes and moving at high speed.

Lucky looked at the girl who had just shown his face. "Udah, you have nothing to fear. Believe me, everything will be fine,"

"What's all right? Damn tom, even make me bet!" the young girl mumbled feeling humbled.

Lucky chuckles at the girl's anger, looking adorable if she's nagging like that.

"Why are you smiling?" upset the girl while shaking her waist stared intently at Lucky.

"Lo if you're angry again, how is it even more beautiful?" lucky's temptation to him.

The girl throws her drink can slowly towards Lucky. He was really upset with Lucky's act but Lucky dodged it so that the can of the drink did not hit him.