Miyawlova
No Dating, No

Gay, last time I studied his bike in the field. Shouldn't we go to the field?

"Let's try one more time" Gilang said.

"This is a public road. Pity if anyone passes must be hampered because of me," I reply.

"Ga will. You're the way out. Don't try," Give me my meaning.

I have gas in my right hand. The plan continues to hold.

"The motor is Gay street! The road!" i'm girang.

"Add gas! It's too slow. We could fall!" said Gilang.

NGEEEE...

The motor is again dirty. Again, the cross took control. I hugged him again. Hand Gilang controlling handlebar motor.

The bike I brought almost nyungsep to the bushes up the road. Good thing Gilang managed to stop the motor and the direction was somewhat deflected. The bike stopped in a tilted position and so did we...

"E... E... E.." - E..."

"HOLD THE LEG, POY! HOLD IT!"

"ELU IS THE ONE WHO CAN STAND IT!"

We also fell. Position of motor tilted to side.

"Back up, spout. There's no one!" said Gilang.

Yeah anyway. If anyone is embarrassed about this. With the power that I and Gilang muster, we managed to negakin motor again as we stood up.

Gilang and I are bored.

"Lu is more suitable to use a motor that has a clutch. Safe. Handlu can't control the gas," Gilang shook his head.

"Yes, I've said, I was taught the same bike bokap is a tril motor, not a matic motor," I replied.

"When the motor matic is the easiest to carry. Do not try again" said Gilang.

Very patient with lu Lang. If I were you, I would hope. Most males ngajarin people who have been repeated but do not understand.

I still look back while worrying about Gilang.

"Well, how come you're even dumb? Come on again. I'm sure you can. It's easy, not used to it yet" Gilang said.

"Okay," I smiled and turned back facing forward.

"Slow down." I said.

"Yes, slow down. Increase speed but not suddenly," replied Gilang.

I managed to get the motor to go. The speed I see in the number 20.

"Get's speed. Okay, your hands are getting used to it. Well, good, steady on, good. Don't forget to turn, watch the road" Gilang said.

I succeeded! I succeeded!

"Ah, gini doang is very easy," I said while proudly carrying this bike while piggybacking Gilang.

A street is a residential street, not a large street. Early in the morning it was still quiet, only one or two motorcycles passed by.

"Take the house right away?" said Gilang.

"Campus. That's not driving down Gay's big street?"

"Ga anything. The road on the edge. All practicing your mental. You are the most good at mental conditioning" said Gilang. Udah, if I am praised gini I can not refuse the challenge ahead.

Okay, up ahead is the highway. Fortunately passing it does not need to cross, just stay down the road on the left side of the doang.

There was another motorist driving his bike next to me. Doi seduced me and Gilang.

"Ck ck... It's fun to date early in the morning" said the mas-mas.

"Hi, Mas! Good morning" I said.

"Pelanin continues the path Bro, let's not sampe-sample. Let's be alone the same," mas-mas flirting to Gilang behind the kospley again become a girl.

"Haha... Yes dong Kak. So don't bother us, yes" said Gilang who touts a coquettish tone while curling me tightly.

"Haha... Yes proceed. That's what I am first, right?" said mas-mas.

Weeeek..my face was immediately astonished plus a mouthful.

"Your acquaintance, Gay?" ask me.

"No. Don't know who. Kirain I was even your acquaintance," replied Gilang.

"Dwelling. Since when do I hang out with random people," I reply.

"Yes yes, very handsome. But in this world we need people who are pretentious to melt the atmosphere," said Gilang.

"I mean you?" ask me.

"Tuh, look... Lu who was groggy so ordinary now bring the bike," said Gilang.

Yes yes too. What did Gilang say.

"Enak. I'm not nervous to know! I was thinking about the fate of the other road users. Do not let them be disturbed by my driving activities that are not used to this. Either the slow speed makes the road narrow, or I take a wrong turn and..."

"Here, alibi," cut Gilang.

Yes, Gilang, I'm groggy. Besides I previously could not bring a motorbike, I was also groggy because what I taught was you.

I brought this bike home.

I sit on the home page...

"Well, is there a son of a Frog?"

"Y-yes, Om. Hehe... Coincidentally there was business to take the task earlier so come stop by," said Gilang.

He also pulled my hand and spoke in a separate place from Gilang. Doi whispers...

"Review that you're a boyfriend! You need to focus on school, you know?"

"Yes, Sir. I've understood. I may be dating my own friend. There are no passions at all" I replied.

TUK...

I was kicked suddenly.

"Little boy talking lust!" father Said.

Yeah, I was wrong. But I have conditioned polite and organized speech.

"Sorry Sir. I mean... Uh..."

"Here finish your business and go!"

"Yes Sir. Yes," I said.

I also came to Gilang again.

"Hunt get out of here. The regular... Father," I said.

"Yes, I get it. Maklumin ajalah," reply Gilang.

I and Gilang went to Grandpa's house again to pick up my bike. After that, Gilang and I went to school on that motorcycle.

"Well, did I bring any more?" i said.

"What if I go back to school? If now we need a motorcycle with a higher speed plus need to overtake between the traffic jams, the road must also pass through a large road where far more. Afraid it'll be late to school?" clearly Gilang.

Language and tone of speech Gilang very wise. Haha... It feels like talking to someone else. Is this because of the effect he animates on kospley so me huh?

Nice, nice... So the girl whose attitude is polite and beautiful. That way my prestige is still maintained even though my chart is driven the same Gilang. I want that too. I want to be a real guy. Grime.

We also arrived at the school parking lot. Uh, that's a new kid, huh? How did you worry about Gilang? I mean concerned about my body.

That's the new kid coming here. Wanna say what to him?

"Hey. Can you contact me?" said the guy to Gilang.

Gilang diem-diem aja because confused, this is the child who is really so pretentious?

"Ehem... Ehem..." I raised the sound of my bus with a firm posture somewhat puffed up the chest.

The new boy looked at me. His look was so rich.