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The sound of the car engine roar. Everything behind the wheel of the car was preparing to gasp to win the bet. A young woman in skimpy clothes walked towards the middle while carrying a red cloth. He bent his body as he lifted the cloth into the air.
The viewers who had already taken bets with the other spectators were also impatient to know who would win tonight.
“Nolan.” Sure
“Gue pairs Jonathan, njing. Support me dong.”
Such sounds do not escape hearing. The east road is often used as an impromptu circuit if it has entered the weekend of midnight this way. The rich people will waste their money to place bets with nominal that do not play games. They can make a sports car the price of billions they have as a bet. Once too, they made a woman as a betting item.
If anyone asks, is there no person who rules the wild and dangerous activities? Of course there is. But they are moneyless people, they have not been free and no less than a week, they will repeat it again. That's cycle.
And today, they race just for fun with the car as a bet.
Nolan vs Jonathan.
Both are the sons of successful entrepreneurs whose property will not run out of seven derivatives. Especially Nolan.
Hendra Suwandi, who is not familiar with this successful coal entrepreneur? His name is recorded in the class of rich people with extraordinary income. Wherever he is, that's where VVIP greets him. But wealth did not make him able to conquer the heart of the son, Nolan Aresta Suwandi.
The one hundred percent heiress of Hendra's genes never stopped making the father breathe a sigh of relief. The only child that always makes a list of spending black limited cards got a fantastic amount of bills. It looks like tonight will add to the list of card bills Hendra increasingly booming, because Nolan made a new Bugatti car a week ago he bought, into the betting material race with Jonathan.
“Ready lu Lan. The car will belong to the cave.”
“Dream.” Nolan said cool and flat amid the sound of the roar of their car engines clashing.
The girl dressed in less material lowered the pink slayer from the air, and Nolan took off the brake pedal and stepped on the gas pedal.
Nolan was lucky at the Start so he managed to lead the way, now. While Jonathan, still chasing with a distance not too far away.
This road is only a straight field that will be at the end there, there is a sharp bend that is slightly dangerous if there is another driver from the opposite direction. However, for tonight it is certainly safe because the road has been marked so that no one can enter and drive here.
Nolan's focus was on the dark asphalt blending in with the orange flush of streetlight light.
GPS on his car screen showed that the bend was only two hundred meters away from his current position. Getting closer, and...
“SHIIITTT!”
The sound of car tires clashing with asphalt sounds loud in the hearing. The car Nolan was driving turned 180 degrees over the asphalt. Even Nolan's head hit the steering wheel when the car managed to get under control and just stopped.
“Sial!!” he swore loudly while hitting the steering wheel. Not only was he about to lose the bet, but he was also annoyed that he was the only one who stopped. Wait, didn't Jonathan see it? Was that a ghost?
In the midst of Nolan's thoughts that began to penetrate into the mystical world, someone knocked on the glass of the car that soon was not his.
Nolan was surprised. His body trembled slightly when he saw a figure standing with unraveled hair covering his face, a shabby and dirty white shirt, and his skin that looked pale white instead of like a human.
“Fix! It's an astral creature!” nolan in his heart. He had almost started the car engine again, but Nolan was more surprised because the creature was now standing in front of his car with his arms outstretched and pointing at him.
Nolan squealed to make sure it wasn't really a ghost or something. Then he realized, it was just a human. The man who made him lose tonight.
“Ck! Shit!!”
Nolan opened the seatbelt and pulled the car door hook. Walk quickly to stand in front of the strange man.
“Where's your brain huh? It's a highway, not a racing circuit!” that was what he received when he got closer to the girl. He said quickly like Bu Tina's cerocos when lecturing yes in the BP room, making Nolan's attention precisely on him from head to toe. “Why? Weirdo? Yeah, I'm weird about getting in the ditch because of you. Basic human—”
New problem. This girl will definitely take this case to the police, he thought.
With a deft movement of taking off his shoes and folding his trousers, without feeling the disgust Nolan got into the trench and started to wake up the girl's motor, then push her up.
“You want to shut up like a statue there? Help me get out of this junkyard from here!” he shouted annoyed that the girl was still standing at the place she had originally been.
“What? junkyard?!” shouted the girl upset because her favorite motorbike in the dwarf as a junkyard by the garbage community in front of her eyes.
“Weight! Cepetan!” nolan yelled annoyed instead of playing.
The girl immediately ran over and helped Nolan pull the bike back up the highway.
I hope my bike is okay.
And after successfully riding, Nolan looked back at the girl while trying to power the motor. Thankfully there was no problem. While the one being stared at, even distanced themselves. Nolan could see clearly if the girl was walking a little limping. Maybe because of the fall.
Without thinking for long, Nolan ran to his car and grabbed a cell phone.
“I still have business. Give me your number, I'll call.”
The girl turned her eyes.
“Why? I just want to be responsible for the accident that happened to you. Quickly, I have to leave.” said Nolan while thrusting his phone, asking the girl to type her phone number for later she called as a form of accountability.
Doubtful, but the girl grabbed Nolan's phone with her hands slightly dirty by the mud of the trench. Then he typed the number and returned it to its owner.
“What's your name?” asked Nolan hurriedly. But, he was getting annoyed because again the girl was silent like a statue. “I asked, what is your name?”
“Caca.” []
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We try to turn to a young couple who are a little.eum...
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...Disclaimers....
...-This story is purely the imagination of the author....
...If there is a similarity of visual names, property images, or backgrounds in the story, it is an element of accident....
...-All characters in the story have nothing to do with the life/personality of the character that becomes Visual in the real world...
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