MUSE
S7 ~ MOTOR

THE MUSE S7

EPISODE 14

S7 \~ MOTOR

Leon's motorbike has a pretty great performance. Levin seemed to like the bike. Levin's been wanting to do it for a long time. Penetrate the highways, breathe the cold night air, and go at extra speed.

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As Levin said before, the guy came in at exactly 11:30 p.m. Somehow he had managed to sneak out of the room and was in front of Leoni's house. Leoni is also the same, he settles out of the house as soon as Mama sleeps —Papa Leoni is exhibiting abroad.

The girl was sweating, just this time she was trying to be a bad boy. Wander in the night. But let it be, because life is an adventure. If we don't enjoy life early on, when will we get to know the world?

“Psst ..!” Levin calls Leoni with the code.

“Hey, we ride a bike?” Leoni glanced at Levin's beloved bicycle.

“That's it, I don't have a motor yet.” Levin grunts.

“Not far?”

“Lumayan, half an hour.”

“You use Papaku motor?” leoni's Proposal.

“Bby??” Levin.

“If you don't get caught it's okay, Vin, wait for me to get the key.” Leoni went back inside the house.

Levin puts his bike in the garage, then rushes to help Leoni push his papa's cruiser. —cruiser, <TAG1>cruiser, this type of motor has a unique driving position where the handlebar position is located more upward than the ordinary motor, the position of the low seat, and the foot is slightly elongated. This driving position creates comfort for long trips.

This two-cylinder motor with a boost capacity of almost 500 cc looks so amazing in Levin's eyes. Slowly they both drove the big motor out of the gate of the house to a place a bit far away. After feeling that no one else heard his roar, Levin turned the key and turned on the machine.

Brm ... Brm ...!

The roar of the motor sounds wonderful to Levin. With an astonished grin he let go of the clutch and turned the gas. Try several rounds to adjust. Once it felt enough Levin returned to Leoni.

“Come aboard!”

“It's okay, right?!” Levin is pretty tall, but he's still a 12-year-old. Leoni was a bit scared to also travel without driving licenses.

“Why is your guts suddenly shriveled, Lion?” Levin teased Leoni's hair. Leoni's face immediately looked roasted, hot. Why does the feeling of fondness Levin looks many times over when he was on his papa motorcycle.

“Already, come!” Leoni hugs Levin, trying to keep her distance, but due to her slightly slanted bonbar shape, it remains as if Leoni's body is leaning towards Levin's body. It is quite tiring to think there is no grip on the back jog. Sometimes Leoni held back with an elbow as Levin braked.

“Help me, Lion! You can fall!” Levin tells Leoni to hug him. Looks like the guy is well aware that the back of the girl behind him feels almost broken.

“No want! You must be looking for an opportunity like always, right?!”

“Seriously? You still think I am?”

“Yes who knows!” exclaims Leoni.

“Serah, besides your chest is too flat. No taste, just like a guy! Hard!” Levin chuckles.

“Damn it!” Leoni blaked Levin's head.

“Aduhh.” Levin's strangled.

Levin stopped his bike, pulled over on the side of the highway. With a flick of Levin turned his head back, glancing at Leoni with his sharp eyes. Soon Levin managed to block Leoni's hand.

Levin pulled Leoni's hand and wrapped it around Levin's waist. Leoni forcibly pulls his hand, but Levin prevents.

“Have a hug!! I want to speed! We can't see the match if it's too late.” Levin smiled at Leoni, the girl getting her misbehavior wrong.

Leoni according to, holding onto Levin's stomach. Leoni slowly put her head on Levin's back. Leoni still had time to hear Levin's fast heartbeat before the sound of the motor engine roaring and covering it.

The motor drove back, tracing the highway space that looks stretched. Not many vehicles passed in the middle of the night. Make Levin free to speed. Street lights shone their way through the cold of the night wind. Leoni looked resigned, enjoying the cold of the night which made her face stiff.

Leon's motorbike has a pretty great performance. Levin seemed to like the bike. Levin's been wanting to do it for a long time. Penetrate the highways, breathe the cold night air, and go at extra speed.

Why his parents never allowed Levin to own his own motorcycle. Even Levin was able to ride a motorcycle when he was 10 years old. At that time Arvin taught Nick his brother —who had just graduated SMP— riding the motor. Levin tries and falls in love.

“Leoni! You still alive? Don't fall asleep!” Levin shook his shoulders slowly.

“No Levin, I didn't fall asleep. I'm just gobsmacked, I can't believe, at night this city is so beautiful.” Leoni's eyes sparkled.

“Oh yes? I thought you were freaked out because I was speeding.” Levin giggled, even though he was driving at a speed of 100 KM/h.

“I'm not afraid.” Leoni snickered.

The motor continued its journey, arriving at an empty field that was quite wide. The field twice the size of the ball stadium was red. The surface looks filled with humans and vehicles. Lined sales of stolen spare parts and also modification workshops. Everything looks enthusiastic. Several bonfires were seen burning along with traders peddling snacks. Some spectators prefer to enjoy food and liquor before the game.

Levin parked his bike not far from the Farel workshop. Inside the tarpaulin-heavy workshop, Farel was busy fixing an old racing motorcycle with his father. Actually Farel was just helping, he was watching his father work more. On the other side of the workshop, Firza Brother Farel was preparing to wear a green racing shirt, in line with the motor he was going to wear.

In the lounge chair, Bryan leaned back while reading an automotive magazine. Beside him was a bottle of mango juice ready to drink. Levin entered the 3x3 area immediately, hiding behind Bryan. Sitting on a small chair or commonly called dingklik. Leoni was gobsmacked, she was unceasingly amazed. With a reddened face from the cold Leoni entered into the workshop.

“Drink this!” Levin hands the juice to Leoni. Levin turned the bottle cap around first.

“Thanks,” replied Leoni.

Farel immediately gasped as soon as he heard the voice of a girl. Surprised he looked. His face flushed when he saw Leoni. Farel immediately turned his head back, asking Levin.

“Why did you bring him here?” Farel wants to protest.

“He asked to follow,” replied Levin indifferently.

“Here is not a play area, Levin! Besides dangerous if caught by the police.”

“Quiet! Why the hell are you that sweet?” Levin interrupted Farel's remarks.

“Huft!! How'd I look? Do I look dirty?” Farel wiped his hands on his pants and styled his hair. “Bry, do you have wet wipes? I have to clean my face.”

“This.” Bryan threw a tissue into Farel's hand. Bryan is nicknamed Doraemon, because almost all the items requested by his friends are always in his bag.

“Thanks.” Quickly Farel rubbed his sweaty, greasy face sticky.

“Why? Why are you so misbehaving, even dressing up just because Leoni came here?” Levin doesn't believe in his best friend's behavior. He even cleaned himself up to look handsome in front of Leoni.

“Why? Yes of course so as not to look ugly in front of girls,” replied Farel.

“Only that?” Levin. At first he was surprised because Farel even visited Leoni when his feet hurt and did not go to school.

“Hmm, should there be another reason?”

Farel glanced towards Leoni, his face flushed red.

“You like it?” ask Levin.

“Eh ..?!” Farel's views went back to Levin.

...— MUSE S7 —...