Maira And The Bad Boy
Avoiding and Becoming a Loser

Elsewhere, precisely on a quiet street, Yudhistira was sitting contemplating on a big rock while smoking a cigarette. The smoke from the thing he was sucking on was billowing, soaring high and disappearing in the air.

Yes, the young man wished that was the kind of problem he was facing right now. It will evaporate and disappear from his life. However, when he woke up from the daydream, everything was still the same.

Yudhishthira has lost everything. Losing the oma, the only family that cares about her. Losing a good friend who for the sake of a woman has the heart to give false testimony, causing the oma to die.

The young man also felt that he had lost his love, a love that had just blossomed and now he considered it impossible to achieve. Although as strong as anything Yudhistira fought because he was just a delinquent.

"Free of being a good person, it's useless!" Yudhistira then turned off the cigarette, by stepping on the cigarette butt.

The long-haired young man whose hair was left untouched and breeze-blown that night immediately moved, revived his motor sport engine and immediately drove his beloved motorbike at high speed splitting the paved road.

Yudhishthira drove without a helmet, without a jacket, and without a hand-shirt. He ignored his own salvation because for Yudhishthira his life was now meaningless.

He feels, only has a body, but not a soul. His soul is dead, buried with the death of the oma.

The young man continued to advance his motorbike, not necessarily direction and without purpose. He will pull the bike over, if he suddenly wants to stop. It doesn't matter where it is, and it's not clear what it is for.

Like this time, Yudhisthira suddenly stopped his motorbike by the river on a deserted road. The young man who had a sharp gaze like an eagle then got down from his motor sport and sat on the weeds on the river bank.

Just a moment sitting down, a cell phone in his pocket rang. He took his cell phone and then he saw who called him.

"Mela ...." Yudhistira let out a long sigh while staring at the screen of the phone that kept ringing.

"What are you still calling me for? Forget me, Mel .. Forget that we've met and known each other" he murmured.

He ignored the cell phone that kept ringing, until in the third call, the ringing of Yudhistira's cell phone stopped by itself.

After the atmosphere returned to silence, Yudhistira lit a cigarette which for some days has become his loyal friend. In one day, he can spend up to two packs of cigarettes.

Yudhistira continued to smoke his cigarette even though the young man began to cough. The handsome young man ignored his claustrophobic chest, he really no longer cared about his health.

Cigarette smoke and night breeze, now become daily food Yudhistira. Being his loyal friend, when so upset.

Yes, the thing he had never touched, now became a loyal friend of Yudhishthira.

At exactly one o'clock in the morning, Yudhisthira departed from the grass that had been wet with dew. He immediately returned to his bike, turned on the large CC engine and then drove it at high speed to go home.

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At the Bhishma residence, Kevin, who was waiting for Yudhishthira to arrive with Bayu, began to be sleepy in the living room of the magnificent house. The two of them had been in the house since nine p.m.

The eldest son of the Rehan Alamsyah family kept his promise to the younger brother, as well as to his parents to meet Yudhistira and speak from heart to heart with the young man who now seemed to lose his direction.

"Bay, wake up, woy!" kevin exclaimed at his personal assistant who had been asleep for quite a while while sitting on the sofa.

"Replace, you've been sleeping a long time." Kevin punched the arm of the friend who had slept long enough.

"Gue is still very sleepy, Boss," Bayu's protest that still closed his eyes. Friend and personal assistant Kevin was instead lay down the body on the sofa, looking for the most comfortable position.

"Ac .. lu, Bay. I'd like to go to bed, " Kevin grumbled. "Your snoring voice is also loud, noisy know not, anyway," he added, which is quite disturbed by an uncomfortable voice.

"No need to grumble, boss. Lu'll understand me for a long time," Bayu replied without sin, still with closed eyes.

"Now, let me sleep. I promise, tomorrow will handle all the work in the office and you do not need to go to work," continued Bayu.

"Here, your style wants to handle everything. Most also a little you call and ask questions of sorts," Kevin sneered, to make Bayu laugh and open his eyes.

The father of two then shuffled and sat back properly beside Kevin. "Rather than me being wrong and getting nagged on you, better ask, right?" reply Bayu defend himself.

"What time is it, boss?" tanyanya.

"Udah at one more hour, nih. How come Yudhis hasn't come home yet, has he?" Kevin, who had been waiting for a long time, began to fret.

Daddy Rehan's first son then went up and stretched the muscles in his body that felt stiff. After feeling good, Kevin was about to sit back, but he paled when he heard the sound of the motor coming.

"That must be Yudhis" he said as he headed to the main door and went straight out of the house of the house of the house of Bhishma, to welcome Yudhishthira.

While Yudhistira who recognized Kevin's car, immediately turned his motorbike and was about to come back out, but the speed of the motor stopped when he heard Kevin's voice calling and touching the arrogance of the young man

"Jude! When are you going to avoid being a loser?"

Yudhistira looked furious, hearing Kevin saying he was a loser.

"Oma wouldn't like to see you like this, Jud. Indirectly, you have disappointed Oma. Disappointing two women who love you so much, Yud," Kevin added as he walked closer to Yudhistira.

Kevin's words made the young man's long-haired forehead, furrowing deeply.

'Disappointing two women who love me so much? Wh who? Is it possible Mela? Is it true that he still loves a delinquent like me?'

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