My wife Bad Girl
Eleven

Mikaela looks like she's on her bike. This girl used to do this wild racing action to get some money from the betting results of the spectators and challengers.

Micah did not want to linger in debt to Fauzan. Even though the man would not charge but Micah felt bad if he always inconvenienced his friend long ago.

Incidentally the challenger was still curious and they even raised the stakes three times.

"Fifteen million!"

"Kalo Lo managed to finish after five rounds!" said the challenger who has a tattoo and earrings that make a hole in his earlobe. Yeah, those who happened to challenge Micah were punks.

Hearing the rule Micah only raised the thumb of my right hand.

Micah had covered his face with a full-face helmet so that no one could recognize or see his face. Micah is known as the mysterious King of the Night.

Micah never made a sound either. He communicates only with signals from his hands and fingers. For Micah will come if anyone challenges him.

Some riders started the engine and made a sound from the vehicle to raise their ears. But for those who are familiar then this is an exciting moment while increasing adrenaline.

After counting to so many, then the vehicles that have been modified were speeding. The challengers and also the audience no one knows who the figure behind the all-black leather jacket.

Micah drives a Jalu, a sport bike that he calls a pet. The girl was like a mighty man when she was at the wheel of the vehicle.

Micah leaned forward a bit but with his head still looking straight at the direction of the road. Several times it was overtaken by his opponent's vehicle but Micah quickly aligned it and even passed it back.

"Damn!" as they passed by Micah.

Greeengg!

The sound of deafening ears was mutually disjointed from some vehicles that want to precede each other.

A few moments later the racecourse warmed up. Everyone seems to want to win the prize. Until, there are two vehicles that are mutually tangled and finally roll.

Brakk!!

One of the bikes hit a barrier they made from a pile of tires and the rider immediately rolled over on the asphalt.

Several spectators immediately stepped forward to remove the falling vehicle as well as move the injured driver.

Two riders have fallen, now only two live in this artificial circuit arena.

Micah turned his head occasionally and he found a middle finger coming from the other side.

Micah smiled behind his helmet. The girl in the all-black costume refocused forward and raised the speed from the speed of her vehicle until, Micah darted as fast as the wind.

The opponent was shocked because suddenly Micah's vehicle called Jalu was fast breaking its path.

"Damn it!" upset ass.

Micah smiled broadly to the point that his teeth were lined up and white. Because the gift was in front of him. Win, Fauzan's hand was in concocting the engine of his vehicle to get even more powerful.

The wreeenggg!

Yeaeayy!!

Several sexy-clothed beauties jumped in excitement at the time when Micah had been in front of the finish line.

They also ran over to someone who brought water and some also brought a cloth as a sweat cloth. They seem to compete to attract the heart and attention of the King of the night.

Micah simply raised one hand up to stop the activities of these girls and beat them all back.

"That's a hell of a deketin him!" One of the women was seen sulking while stomping her shoes on the asphalt.

Micah approached the committee and raised his right hand.

"Betting prize for the King. Congratulations on once again winning the race" the organizer said, handing over fifteen million rupiah.

Micah who did not open his helmet at all grabbed the money and put it in his jacket.

Once again, Micah even thanked him with a hand gesture and also a nod of the head.

However, the thing he did was to create an attraction for some beautiful women who faithfully watched the wild race.

However, suddenly there was a noise coming from the jaguar patrol car.

Haih, somehow the policemen always ring their sirens noisy so that these nocturnal creatures also scatter in all directions by advancing their vehicles.

Including Micah who went straight through the road he used to go through every race.

"I must make it safely to the apartment" Micah's mind.

This girl did not think at all that there was a heart that was riled up thinking about her. Until the figure continues to awake and appears to be pacing back and forth in his room also repeatedly hit the balcony fence because upset his view did not also catch the figure of Micah.

Where do you want to look too? Calling, where's the phone number? Rome has cursed itself many times.

Arggh!

"Astagfirefull!"

"Stupid you're Roma! Yes, you are stupid! Look now you can't even tie up the girl who's been your wife. Even he did not consider your presence and role at all!" roma shouted as he continued to grumble.

Both of his burly hands clutched the balcony guardrail as if the man was about to vent his anger on the iron handle.

Roma was seen hitting his head because he felt very dizzy thinking about the possibility of what Micah is currently doing.

"What if he plays to the club? Then they party drugs and also free--"

"Armgh!"

The mad Romans themselves thought of all the bad possibilities of what Micah did. A girl who thinks she's wild and doesn't know tattoos.

The problem is that Micah is beautiful and also has a good body shape. However, Rome still poulted Micah's open front and she saw it when she first opened her eyes.

The moment was not forgotten from his memory.

"Astagfirullah. Why did I take the shape of Micah's chest. Even though I am now legitimate and lawful to imagine it. But Micah still had very high limits. I must, however, take care of this heart and this feeling" Roma murmured alone. Both of his hands were massaging his temple which was like being electrocuted.

Finally Rome went into the room and decided to take ablution. The man stretched the velvet prayer mat and spread it facing towards the qibla. Roma wore cocoa clothes and also sarongs, after neatly handsome man with a sharp nose also straightened his body and raised both palms parallel to his ears.

"Allahuacbar!"

Rome decided to pray two prayers to calm her heart. After the greeting, Roma raised both hands with their faces down.

"Yes Allah. I know every single event in my life is an intervention and power from you. I have tried to accept all things sudden and shocking. Even I did not deny or insist on defending myself when Abi believed that I had committed adultery. I, accept all of these events as my destiny. But I beg God. Open also the door of Micah's heart so that he will also accept all this as his lifeline" said Roma with tears that accompanied every outpouring of his heart to the Khalik.

Rome continues to chant dhikr and sholawat. A few moments later, his heart pushed him back to the balcony.

At that time, Rome saw a motor sport driver in all black clothes enter the gate of the parking lot under the apartment.

"It can't be Micah, right? Who's my real wife?"

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