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...27...

“Bah. Take Gita aja.” as well as Jonathan without thinking long.

“Gue is still sane Jo. I will not lick my own. Sorry.”

Jonathan patted Nolan on the back until it sounded loud enough, and the master cursed by naming one of the zoo's inhabitants. Animals that used to hang on the tree became victims of the roughness of Nolan's mouth.

“Gue man, not monkey.” protest Jonathan did not accept. Masa' Sandy William's handsome face in the same monkey? Not ethical dong?!

“Ya. No need to bring Gita, my males.” said Nolan as he reached out to reach for a non-alcoholic Green Sand can in front of him that was almost toilet.

“Terus, who wants Lo to join?”

Nolan rolled his face, meeting his bead with Jonathan.

“Truly, I'm still confused. What is the motive of the commander tells us to bring a partner, while without a partner we are also fine-fine. Even more free.”

“Let more spirit possible?” jonathan answered with a shoulder, afraid of guessing. “Or, let someone talk to us maybe. Let's not sleepy motoran time, travel outside the city that we will take it more than three hours, Lan.”

Nolan could not avoid if the reason is the main factor the owner of the motorcycle club called for a call to bring a partner. Nolan downed his drink again until the can in his hand was empty.

“Lo equals Nanda?”

“Ya. Who else is it?!” answer Jonathan sewot. Nolan also asked strangely. If not Nanda—whose lover—lantas?

Suddenly a single idea popped into Nolan's head.

“So it's okay, right?”

“Indeed, Lo have temen?”

Nolan wasn't sure, but Caca once said they were friends. Then, without further ado and full of confidence, Nolan answered Jonathan's question.

“Punya.”

***

Caca ran as much as possible looking for shade so that the uniform did not get wet, he said, after positioning the motorbike at the side standard in front of a stop on the side not too far from the gate of the elite residential area of the money, and of course the distance is still within a radius of a few kilometers from the school. Caca took off the helmet and patted her slightly wet uniform skirt on the front.

This rainy season is sometimes troubling for Caca. How not? He is not a rich man who can go out of the house with a super expensive vehicle that can protect him from the hot sun and also rain. Well, he's also forgetful, and his old disease is relapsing today. He forgot not to bring a coat on his motorcycle seat, but his mother had reminded while shouting super loud until the neighboring cat visiting his house turned back in shock with the sound of Miss Julia blaring.

His shoes had been slightly exposed to rain water, and his sweater was also wet on the front. The rain did fall suddenly without Caca could pull over impromptu because it was too dangerous.

“Where's dong? Will I still be allowed to enter for shelter because of the rain?” he was a little upset and worried, because today he had a math replay. But the sky did not want to compromise with him, the water fell more and more and more. “Hah, bye. Go home if you can not enter.” muttered Caca while looking at the watch that shows at 06.15 minutes.

Elsewhere, Nolan was still lazy to leave the house even though his father had told Nolan to take the car instead of truancy.

Nolan was stubbornly begging for mercy, to the point that his papa was upset and asked his driver to persuade Nolan to go to school.

“Let me pick up later, den.”

“Males school, mang. There's a replay of the.”

The driver nodded inexhaustibly. In the past, he wanted to study as high as the sky in order to put himself in a good place because he had an education even though he had to run aground because of economic problems. While the child of this master, just leaving is very difficult until it must be persuaded like a baby.

“I used to want to go to high school. Let my father be proud, let my mother be happy, let my neighbors look at me also not one eye.”

Nolan stopped his finger from playing his favorite online game. He looked straight at the playing team he was forced to leave because he heard the story of Maman—, his father's personal driver who had worked more than the age of Nolan.

“But how else, den. In those days, the poor were poor, there was no help or allowance now. So Mang Maman can go to school until SMP only, continue to join neighbors working in the city so porters building. Learn to drive a car to transport project materials, and end up knowing pak Hendra, papa aden.”

Nolan heard it. I don't know why lately Nolan has often heard stories of people's past. Caca, mang Maman's. Who else will it be?

“So, this nice den is very lucky to live like this. Not like amang first den, difficult.”

At that moment Nolan stood up, grabbed his backpack, then walked past the mang Maman just like that.

“Fetch it later wait for me just call.” he said, kind of ketus. But Maman knew the young master's cry, his heart easily melted. “Papa car?”

Maman smiled. “Iya, the. Car usually.”

Nolan walked out of the house and headed for his papa car that was parked in front of the porch. The rain was very heavy, the occasional lightning struck and thunder rumbled.

After sitting in the passenger seat and checking his cell phone, Nolan heard Maman closing the front door of the car and the sound of rain outside was muffled.

“Mang Maman later nganter papa Aden scuffed at the head office around eleven to two hours. If Aden comes home around that hour, Aden wait for mang maman for a moment huh?” maman's reprimand was like telling a five-year-old little Nolan not to leave school before being picked up.

“I am not a student of Kindergarten who will be kidnapped if I go home alone. Yes already, later he will go home with mementa if you can not pick up.”

“Then I say to my father if—”

“Ndon't need. I can go home by myself.”

Maman nods stubbornly at Nolan by starting the engine of the car and taking the young man to his school.

During the trip out of the compound, Nolan was just quiet and busy with his cell phone without engaging in any conversation with Maman. Until not far from the exit gate of the complex, accidentally bead Maman's eyes catch a figure in uniform the same as his young master, then berjeltuk. “Not that Kemala High School boy huh?”

Maman muttered to himself, but Nolan looked out and found Caca sitting in the waiting chair. Nolan has also made sure if it is Caca from the motorbike parked there.

“Can a quick U-turn mang?”

“Lho, why den?”

“Turn around.” Nolan's word can not be denied which finally in amini Maman.

The path that could be used to turn the distance was quite far, so they had to waste about eight minutes to get back in front of the stop where Caca was sheltering.

After stopping there, Nolan opened the door and ran out. Maman was surprised and almost shouted when Nolan slammed the car door again and greeted Caca out there.

“Nolan?” peekik Caca was surprised by Nolan's sudden presence before him.

“Lo want to skip?”

“Enak. I'm in the shade, don't have a coat. Don't see you, it's raining!” exclaim Caca to scream because his voice was defeated loudly by the sound of rain spatter that fell on the roof of the stop.

“Ya. With me aja.”

“Eh?!” screeched Caca for once again being shocked when Nolan pulled his hand just like that. “Motor ku—”

“Let's be my business.”

Nolan takes Caca to his papa's expensive car, opens the door and pushes the little girl inside. Not much different from Caca, Nolan's uniform looks wet because of the rain.

Nolan closed the car door and shook his palm before shaking his wet mane from the rain. While Maman, still fixated on his position staring at two people in the car he was driving.

“Mang, can you ask for help?”

Maman is shocked and immediately controls himself back.

“E-eh. Yes den?”

“Where to lock motor Lo?” this time Nolan spoke to Caca.

“Make what?”

“You want Lo's butut motor taken by the junkyard?”

“Eh, no!”

“Ya is here. Ribet bener.” dumal Nolan is not playing because Caca wastes too much time. Just give me the key to the debate. Though stay ‘nih’ and Nolan nerima, it's done.

Caca held out in a doubtful motion, the clear and glistening heart-shaped glass-roofed key was above Nolan's large open palm.

“Mang, please bring the motor home. Also tell papa, his car Nolan pinjem.” said Nolan after receiving the motor key from Caca, and reached out to Maman.

Caca. It's good to actually command that? I don't really appreciate old people.

Caca tried to take the key back from Nolan's hands. As for Maman, he could only see the two with gaping lips in disbelief.

“Ngak. I'm going down. Later if the new stop depart—”

“Lo can be late. We have a repeat today.”

Maman understands the situation a little. With great heart he received the key that had previously been the seizure of the two human children.

“Ya, sir.” answer, legowo.

“Eh, I have no coat sir?!” said Caca stopped the action of grabbing the motorbike key because it had fallen into the hands of Maman.

Maman smiled. “Nothing, neng. Mang Maman can change clothes at home. Neng went to school with Nolan alone, later hunted late. The motor let me take it home, later take it when going home from school.”

Without wasting much more time, Maman came out and let his body rain. He was willing to catch a cold today, for the sake of his young master who looked to turn as warm and considerate as he had once known.

The atmosphere turned silent as the two were still sitting on the steering wheel, just the two of them. And accidentally their gaze met for no more than a second, then both of them shifted it quickly in the other direction.

“Gue moved the steering wheel.” said Nolan, moving the steps with legs wide open towards the steering chair. The caca? Don't ask, he was hard-earned to hold his breath with Nolan's behavior which he judged this step. Especially when the typical fragrant Nolan greeted his nose, Caca to pounding and wondering at one time. What perfume does Nolan wear? Why did it smell so soft yet not leave a masculine impression on the boy?

But the daydream did not last long when Nolan's baritone voice was heard exclaiming him. “Moving front!”

Caca blinked quickly, then looked out and it turned out that the mang Maman was gone. That guy fast?

“I'm here.”

“Gue is not Lo's driver, and Lo is not my employer. So move ahead.”

Caca moved with rage. He imagined how his feet should do the same thing Nolan did.

No. gabe. That's dangerous. The skirt could have been torn or opened if it had to—

“Petan.”

“I-iya.”

Without making any other considerations, Caca immediately stepped forward through several parts of the car which was enough to make it difficult. Then, after successfully sitting in the front seat, Nolan deftly grabbed the seat belt strap and attached it to Caca.

“Do NOT GR. I'm sure you can't install seatbelt.”

Caca's face flushed. His breathing was again restrained when one side of Nolan's face was not so far from his face. Unexpectedly, his heart pounded at how perfect this one creation of God was. His white skin and handsome face, a double strike for Caca's heart. Ah, aroma—

No, no. This was not a double attack, but a third-tier attack.

“When else take an expensive car like gini, right?” chirp Nolan without further ado.

Caca was a little flushed but what Nolan said was true. When else could he feel the ride on this billion-dollar car if not for the generosity of the thug Nolan?

Caca would thank God for bringing down the rain this morning so he could get this close to Nolan though, he said, he realized that there must be a barrier wall that he must maintain so as not to build too far to build wishful thinking.

He will also not forget the rainy moment that he thinks is memorable today. Because, from now on there will be people he remembers when the cry of the sky came down to greet the earth. He is the Saturn of the earth. It was Nolan. []

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