Princess Endut
192. Still About the Struggle

Ken is advancing the speed of his vespanya motor that has emitted black smoke in the hole kanlpot. Ken doesn't understand what will happen to his bike if he forces him too much to go fast, all Ken wants is that he has to get there.

Ken scrunched his forehead as his motor jolted accompanied by the loss of sound of Ken's vespa motor engine. Ken pulled over on the side of the road staring at his bike in confusion.

"Well, why else, anyway?"

Ken stepped down. Menstrarter motor vespanya was fast and in a hurry but, did not succeed in making the motorbike back on.

"Ouch!" pissed Ken.

He rubbed his hair in annoyance and hit his motorcycle seat after he saw his empty motor tank

"Well! Why do you have to stop here, anyway?"

"At times like this your gasoline runs out. Fuck," said Ken.

...***...

"The next question, what is the name of the rest of past civilizations in the form of kitchen waste along the East Coast of Sumatra?"

The trying!!!

"Yep! Bakti State High School!"

"Sultan Daeng Radja!"

"Wrong!"

The trying!!!

"Cendrawasih International School!"

"Kjokkenmodinger" Brilyan replied after pressing the bell.

"Yes!"

Johan smiled proudly. He breathed a breath of tightness into his chest. He was very afraid that his son would not win this race.

"Boss, that's Brilyan's partner never answered! Once the answer is wrong."

"The name was always him, boss," whispered the bodyguard made Sasmita, Burhan, Wevo, Aunt Ina, Wiwi, Grandma Ratum and Mr. Walio turned to look at Johan and and the two bodyguards who were beside him.

"God! Ko said what just now?!!" shouted Mr. Walio who immediately got up from the audience seat and pointed towards Johan.

"Woy! What's your business?!!" shouted one of Johan's bodyguards who also rose from the chair while supporting the waist.

"Yes, this is a beta thing. That woman on top is Miss beta, you know?" the move doesn't want to lose.

The audience, the jury and the committee turned to look at the audience seats to make Wiwi again cover his face.

"Consideration! For the audience is expected to sit back and please don't make a fuss here!"

Mr. Walio returned to his seat after Wiwi pulled him to sit down and again scolded his Dady and again told him to stop looking for trouble.

The mood is suddenly quiet. One of the judges brought the microphone closer to his mouth, ready to read the next question.

Brilyan closed both of his eyes for a moment tightly. He opened it again and put his hand on the bell.

"questions-"

"The spirit of Miss Weva!!!" shouted Mr. Walio made everyone gasp in shock and simultaneously turned to look at the Walio who smiled widely.

"Sir! The one with curly hair! Just get out, sir!" Appoint the committee with both eyes glaring.

He breathed heavy breaths. Support the waist while staring at the highway.

"Sir!" yelled Ken who waved his hand towards the approaching red angkot.

The red cargo stopped making Ken slightly bent over to meet the driver.

"You're going to the mini-stadium, sir?"

"Mini stadium?"

"Yes. You're not going there?"

"Yes would."

"My earrings are there, yes sir!"

"Yes, yes! Up!"

Hearing that made Ken quickly climb the angkot which is now traveling at medium speed makes Ken clap his lips impatient.

"Sir! It could be a little bit, anyway, sir?"

"Wow, can't, deck. Later the other passengers even fear that the road is fast. Not to mention if there are passengers who want to ride, yes definitely I should stop."

Not long ago the man spoke of the angkot that Ken was riding stopped pulled over on the side of the road.

"Who? How come, stop, sir?"

"What I was saying was that if there were passengers, the angkot would have stopped" he explained.

Ken turned to look at the mothers who stepped up into the angkot. Ken who was upset that without thinking long stepped down from the angkot and chose to run made the passengers and the driver turned to look at Ken's departure.

"Dad! Where you going?!!"

There's no answer. Ken's gone far enough to leave the angkot. Ken's gaze stared at the road. The merchants gawked after seeing Ken running across the roadside merchants.

This time he had to get there quickly. No matter who is looking at it. Ken's run was getting tighter after passing through the gate making his eyes that felt sore after being hit by sweat water saw the mini stadium building in front of there.

Ken ran inside the main door. He touched the surface of the door with a breath. His lips opened trying to regulate his breath that was so tight. His face was flushed from being out of breath.

Ken gulped his saliva that flowed forcefully on the surface of his throat that felt dry. Both of his hot eyes were staring at the stage to find the figure of Weva who looks sculpted on the stage.

"Further question, 25% if converted to ordinary fractional form becomes?"

The trying!!!

"1⁄4," Brilyan replied.

"Yes!!!"

Weva breathed a heavy breath. His legs no longer hold up on this stage. He really can't think now.

Ken scrunched his forehead. He stared confusedly at the look on Weva's face that looked sad. Ken knows exactly how Weva feels right now.

Likes complaining. Well, that fat girl could have turned slim by now but would never have made her nature change.

Weva will still be the fat Weva she knew. Ken can't stay still, he has to do something.

"Yes!!!" shout Ken.