NARA RIVEERAA VS BARA ANDERSON GRETCHEN
20 (Black sport motor)

After avoiding the fistfight at the dinner table earlier this is where I sat enjoying a bowl of baso that billowed from the bowl in front of me. After I finished I decided to go home because the clock has shown at 9 pm, especially what I use is of course this god-given foot, this god, yes I decided to walk for about 15 minutes.

"Tin tin" the sound of a motor horn made me realize from the daydream that was wandering into the future and the past. I stopped my step and glanced to the side, Black sport bike with the rider in black jacket.

"What clock so soon there begal time is already complex too, ah bodo very stay I just twist his hands but where there begal pake motor sport may be residents of this complex" I said in my heart and continued my steps.

"Nara" he said I immediately stopped moving again.

The black sports bike is now aligning its position with me, of course I am not afraid of just being lazy but also curious who knows my name.

He lowered his helmet, I put my eyebrows together considering remember his face of course within a few seconds I already knew who he was. The visual above flat that can rival the monster man who else if not Rangga welson, his clean face is more shining because of the light of the night moon, the, not that it makes me drugged by the charm of his good looks or makes a brutal salting is not it but my jealous soul thrashing crazier, more crazy, the reason why I don't want to be close to a human whose visuals are above average with all its goodness is because I have trouble managing my jealousy, but this does not apply to good looking humans but the behavior is inversely proportional, so when I am faced with a golden head my jealousy does not squirm.

"What's wrong?" I said finally a few seconds speechless he was also silent maybe waiting for me to make a sound.

"Playing the road alone the night kek kek gini danger" he said with a look that I could hardly understand it.

"That danger at home can starve to death" I replied casually. He seemed to be breathing out rough.

"up Ra," he said pointing at the motor seat with his gaze.

"Don't, I'm looking for the wind first as well" though it's just an alibi anywhere I want to ride a motorcycle like that there is my back pain and of course the main reason is not that for sure people also know the main reason.

"Judah if you don't want to go on a road hunt so you don't stay last night"

I think rangga will stay or go first eh yearya he ngintilin behind.

I felt bad, so I stopped my steps and turned to face him.

"i don't care to be alone first"

"Papa Ra has gone ahead" he said.

I walked a little fast because it was not good either. Finally arrived

"Yes sir"

"there den Rangga also entered den"

He nodded and parked his bike.

POV Author

"Bar I want to talk important" said Rangga sitting next to him they were in the outdoor area of the house and coals were sitting casually facing the pool.

"Why" replied the relaxed embers sipping his Vodka

"Lo can't get along with Nara?"

Bara stared at the sinister Rangga

"Lo said what just now, I'll never have that word in my life, that rotten woman is a troublemaker and a destroyer, if not my bokap request she's ruined now"

Rangga exhaled his breath, he knew talking to the coals was in vain could not possibly make embers understand more about Nara who is now his enemy.

"Gue know my boy who told you to take care of that rotten woman, Lo can calm down now I'm not going to kill that rotten woman he has to live so I can teach him a lesson, baraninya that damn woman ngusik my life, Lo know that the person who dares ngusik I always end up suffering during his life, and I can be sure it happened to him.

Rangga shook his head, free now he spoke embers will remain in his stance.

He patted the shoulders of the embers "go back now" said Rangga leaving the embers staring straight ahead.

"Let's see I'm sure Lo lost and I won this fight" said ema smiling mysteriously.