Grandfather Robert's Will
Chapter 53's

“Only pretentious if you buy it for the purpose of social status.”

“And, of course, you're not so.”

“I'm not so, I bought it because let's save gasoline only.” When Rachel snorted, Jenson turned to grin at him. “And because it looks very good if boarded by a red-haired woman like you this.”

“And it's blond, also very beautiful chocolate isn't it?"

“Your red hair is not brown, your own hair just don't know what color”

“My hair is blond and brown is not red, it's silent you don't comment about my hair.”

“Red hair,” firmly Jenson while fiddling with Rachel's hair with her fingers.

“Have not played my hair will get tangled.”

“I like your hair, very beautiful.”

“Yah indeed my hair is very beautiful.”

“Yeah.”

It shouldn't make Rachel smile, but it's the opposite. Rachel was still smiling as they began to walk down the long and winding road. “We can not complain to the road officer,” he said lazily. “Except on two weeks last month, the streets are quite roomy.” He glanced at the pile of mud from the remaining flood that had been marginalized to the side of the road.

“It's a shame that once they refused to clean the highway, just get rid of the mud to the side of the road.”

“Very annoying rider.”

“You know you love driving that little tractor. Grandpa Robert always said that while he was riding it made him feel tough and macho.”

“To the extent that he drives it around the field like a madman.”

“Ya indeed the old geezer looked a bit crazy.”

“Yeah, so is he our grandfather.”

“Yeah you're right, I love Grandpa Robert.” very much

“I feel that the old man is like my parents, just that old grandfather who can understand me, yes even a little bit nyselin.”

“You're right Jenson, just. Grandpa Robert who can understand our will, and only the old grandfather who loves us.”

“Yeah you and I both love that old man so much don't you?.”

“Yead I love her very much.”

When they got to the corner, Jenson stepped on the brakes and lowered the gear. Rachel leaned forward and fiddled with the stereo. “Most people do have this kind of equipment in their respective rooms.”

“You also don't have a stereo to put there,” he recalls. “Television you don't exist.”

“Do you want to buy it for me?.”

“There are still many items that I have to buy, I choose to buy my goods only in appeal to buy you television.”

“Basic stingy.”

“I'm not stingy, I just save it.”

Jenson shrugged, but immediately recalled what was missing from her apartment. “Insurance will replace it.”

“Police handled it as if it was a normal break-in, but I'm sure it's not a regular break-in, there must be someone who's been eyeing my apartment for a long time.” Rachel switched channels. “Maybe it is an ordinary break-in, you do not think of anything, leave everything to the police so that they take care of.”

“Or it could be just a smokescreen. If only we..” Jenson's talk was interrupted as they approached the bend again. He stepped on the brake again but this time, the pedal did not work at all. Jenson felt very panicked, how could the brake pedal not work, this was very dangerous for them, they did not want to die and did not want to catch up with the old grandfather.

“Jenson, if you're trying to impress me with your driving skills, it doesn't work. This Jenson is really not funny you don't make me panic.“ Instinctively, Rachel gripped the door handle as hard as she had, as the car rolled at high speed down the bend.

Holding the steering wheel with just one hand, Jenson then pulled the emergency brake. The car continued to slide down at an above average speed. He gripped the steering wheel with both hands with all his might and tried to fight the next bend. “Damnya brake blong, how can it be like this.” While saying so, Jenson glanced towards the speed pointer entrenched at the number seventy.

Rachel's knuckles instantly turned white. “Without brake, we won't be able to safely get to the bottom later.”

It didn't occur to Jenson to lie. “Yes, it could be so we won't survive” Ban-ban squeaks as Jenso rounds the next corner. The ground sprinkled over the wheels as the car began to slide uncontrollably. There was a sound of metal friction as the wings of the wheels slammed against the fence.

“How can the brakes blong, did you not check the car before we left?.”

“I've checked the car 2 days ago, the car is still safe-safe only no damage.”

“Then why can now blong?.”

“Yeah where I know, yesterday it was safe kok.”

“I'm not ready to catch up with grandpa Robert.”

“Well do you think I'm ready?.”

Rachel watched the winding streets swirl in front of her. His vision became faint then clear. The sign before the S-turn states that drivers maintain speed at thirty. Jenson's speed was seventy-five. Rachel closed her eyes, she felt very scared right then and there. When he opened it and saw a pile of mud strewn across the road in front of them, he cried out. With only a few seconds left, Jenson attempts to slam the steering wheel. Sparks of mud flew as the car slipped down the slippery pile of mud.

With eyes wide open, Jenson looked at the street before him and struggled in anticipation of every turn they would make. Sweaty granules flooded his forehead. He knew that path, that was what made him feel so scared. Less than three miles away, that already sharp bend will get even steeper. With high speed, the car will immediately hit the fence and will immediately fall on a cliff that is nearby. The game that Robert’s has started will end violently.

Jenson felt his own fear, then he swallowed it himself. “There is only one chance, inevitably we have to veer on the small road leading to the old inn. The road was located after that bend.” Jenson was unable to throw her eyes off the street to look at Rachel. “Get in firmly.”

Rachel is going to die. His mind was numb from thinking about it. Rachel wasn't ready to die there was still a lot of work she would do, making necklaces, making bracelets and all that. Heard a tire squeaking when Jenson tried to drag the car out of there. The car went on tilt, almost upside down. He saw a row of trees pass as the car rolled down the slippery end of the small road. Almost, for a moment, the tire of the car seemed to grip the ground that was being pierced. But the bend was too sharp, and the speed of the car was too fast. Uncontrollably, the car staggered into the trees that were there.

“I love you so much and I love you so much,” whispered Rachel, and reached out to Jenson before her world went dark.