Love Shana For Motorcycle Gang Chairman
Chapter 14 Meeting Syaira

Shana rose from the bed that had just led her to be taken holiness by a man who was still unfamiliar and not loved. Pain is not only in the heart but under there that feels raining to the heart. Shana walked slowly towards the bathroom with a sobbing that she had been crying since. She flushed her body under the flowing shower. Tears fall and drift with the air shower.

Shower but the heart is still in pain. Shana entered the room and immediately put on the clothes in her room. Then after that he shut himself up in the room lamenting his unfortunate fate.

Hunger and thirst he did not ignore, Shana was already hurt by the treatment of Shahdan who forced her.

In the wild race. I was getting ready at the starting line. He will not let anyone stand in his way to master this track. Playing fair and being able to win this race honestly with the results of his own ability is a matter of pride. Not wrong with the members of his motorcycle gang, crowned him as the leader of the most reliable and unbeatable motorcycle gang at this time.

Syahdan has been vigilant since the beginning so that the motor is not in a careless condition. Because of a single accident two days ago that managed to break the original motor body, it was revealed that Syahdan motorbike was indeed rigged. The spark plug when dismantled in the workshop, has been replaced with a rusty spark plug and almost released. Confused who is seeking his safety? What he believed was clearly done by his opponent, or it could be an enemy in a blanket that until now has not been known who the person is.

The starting line for a few more minutes began, Syahdan's memory suddenly floated on the figure of Shana who had managed to stutter in an angry condition this morning. For a moment she felt guilty for forcing her so she saw that Shana was in so much pain.

Rami's discovery of his motorbike that was deliberately rigged by someone, also reminded him of the premonition and nightmare Syana delivered the other day.

"Why with that girl? His premonition was right about me, as well as his nightmare about me right," he muttered with thoughts still hovering over Shana.

It was time for a long whistle to be heard as a sign the game was about to begin.

"Pritttttt."

Racing began. Shahdan has led from the beginning with really favorable conditions, because some of his friends in the first corner many fell first and fell. This is his golden opportunity to continue to go and shake his handlebar as tight as possible.

The last track, Shahdan is getting ahead, and the race this time won again by Shahdan. His team of one gang welcomed the victory of Shahdan very happily. The opposing team looked disappointed and left in anger.

Some time celebrating his victory with his gang, Shahdan immediately ended his euphoria. Shahdan returned his motorcycle to go home. Dirty in the used race shirt, signifying how excited he was at the race. What he thought was victory, and that victory was now within his grasp. Shahdan smiled happily.

Syahdan is still driving his motorbike, but in the third of the Revolution road suddenly someone intercepted the speed of his motorbike which he was forced to stop suddenly. Shahdan wondered who he was who dared to stop Shahdan suddenly.

"Secretts." The sudden brake sound hurts the ears. Shahdan was upset and stared intently at who dared to confront him.

The person who confronted him with a waistline was challenging. From his posture can be clearly seen is a woman. Glassy black eyes with a good body. The skirt is short to the knee with a brown leather jacket. Beside him parked a pink sports car, it is not wrong that he*Syaira**, the woman he was going to be betrothed to, but Syahdan refused it.

"Pletok, platyok." Twice and so on with eyes staring intently at Shahdan.

"Shahdan Syaehdar, the arrogant man of the universe. Dare to refuse an arranged marriage with me and was expelled by his beloved Papa the owner of the big mall sejomantara. Now his life is dangling like a street kingpin. By relying on life from wild races, what do you expect?" he said arrogantly with a haughty look. Again and again the sound of chewing gum in his mouth is heard.

Shahdan was almost stirred by emotions but he tried to hold back the anger. This arrogant beautiful woman in front of him, now feels victorious to see the condition of the Shahdan who was dirty the rest of the wild race.

"Persis padlocked," he whispered right in the ear of Shahdan while patting Shahdan's shoulder tight. "Try you accept my offer and accept an arranged marriage with me, then your life will not be lost like this. I can give you all the pleasure, as long as you are willing to marry me Shahdan Syaehdar," he stared intently.

Syahdan still hasn't left his bike. His hands casually he let go for a moment from the handlebar of the motornys.

"Receiving an arranged marriage with you is like selling my pride. I already know your stratagem. Me, you made a bet to achieve your ambition. That is to have half your Papa's property if you manage to marry me," Syahdan said in a landslide. Syaira thinks Shahdan doesn't know the stratagem. At once Syaira was wide-eyed not to believe what Shahdan had just said.

"What you say is not true Shah, I love you as you are and sincere, not because of the lure of my Papa's treasure," Syaira denied defending herself.

"I don't care about your bullshit. Just keep your cipher until people can figure out the pit of you by themselves." After saying that Shahdan immediately revived his Repsol and speeded without being stopped again.

"Damn it, how does he know all my plans? Don't get cocky and feel like you're getting away from me Shahdan, one day you'll get to your knees and ask your parents to marry me, when my trap goes smoothly. We wait later," he said full of ambition staring angrily at the departure of Repsol belonging to Shahdan who was getting away.

Arriving at the apartment parking lot, his Repsol motorbike was immediately taken over by someone. Looks like he's the Shahdan's guy who's gonna wash his bike for the rest of the wild race.

Shahdan arrived at the door of his apartment. Immediately enter after he is sure no one has seen him. Shahdan indeed lives in this simple apartment to avoid anyone on the side of his family or Papa's man so as not to know his whereabouts.

Entering the middle room, Shahdan did not find Shana. There was nothing in his room either. Shahdan was sure Shana was in the next room. Shahdan thought maybe he should take a bath first, after that he will meet Shana and apologize for his attitude earlier that forced.

But as his footsteps headed for the bathroom, a glimpse of Shahdan published a smile, a happy smile that was somehow the object of his smile. The Shahdan sang and whistled when he took a bath. What happened to Shahdan?

Until the lap