Pursued by the Love of MAS INTEL
Substitute Jockey
"Tonight there is Bali in a new place. Lo interest come with us, right? The bet is not to play, 100 million. How, interested? If you want to join me who enlisted, you just come and continue racing."
Galexia played his drink pipette with his eyes constantly staring at the blabbering long-haired man while smiling expectantly at him.
"What's the old place? No interest in maen there?" Galexia did not respond to the remarks of his old colleague. He asked the young man, and there was a curiosity that began to appear. So long vacuum from the world of street racing, somehow arrived just a sense of longing to come.
"Lo has not been heard if the place is already in the same ancurin police. The road that we made the track is also cast, a lot of police are sleeping there. Emang yak, because of the city of narcoboy fucking my livelihood so say right!" the man snorted in annoyance. His face looks sour when remembering how the police officers ravaged the wild racing area which has been a rupiah purse for him as an organizer.
The man misuh misuh himself. He repeatedly sipped his black coffee to the toilet, looking very upset. While the bule-faced girl in front of him was currently silently glancing at the man who was sitting not far from his place. The man in black shirt looked casually sipping his black coffee, his eyes looking the other way when he realized that the girl who brought him to this place was glancing at him.
"Gue go back!" Galexia rose without warning his fellow men for longer.
The girl designed her jeans, and wore them quickly. He did not care about the horrifying gaze of the gondrong man before him right now.
"Crazy lo yak, I've been tweeting at length even want to stay back!" said gomash.
Galexia did not say, he just thinned his lips and patted the man's shoulder tight enough to make him grimace.
"Entar I'm reporting. I went back, you prepared another jockey for backup if I can't come." Galexia thinned his lips, the tail of his eyes directed back to the Pradivta who still did not move from its place.
Galexia turned around, rushing out of the cafe unwilling to turn his head as he passed his future husband. They look like he's a stranger who doesn't know each other.
But not long after Galexia was far enough away, Pradivta lifted his butt. The man put a red sheet of money to pay for the black coffee he enjoyed earlier. Honestly he is very regretful, why the price of black coffee that he can usually get for free at home, can be this expensive if it has entered the cafe today.
"Xia!"
Pradivta accelerated when he saw Galexia about to wear his helmet. The man grabbed the big motor key that was already installed in the right place, to prevent the fierce girl from going to avoid him.
"So, you want to go racing wild again?" tanyanya seriously.
Both eyes of Pradivta sharpened. He looked at Galexia fixedly, the aura of leadership he used to show while on duty was now beginning to emerge and the sensitive Galexia was very able to sense it.
"Yes," he said lightly. After that Galexia locked his helmet for safety, he then gave a black full face helmet to Pradivta.
"Xia, you're not serious-,"
"Serious cave. Why, you don't believe me?"
Galexia raised one eyebrow, the corner of his lips twitching as he looked at Pradivta's flat expression and was completely illegible to him.
"Yes, I know. I know what the risk is, but relax I'm not the one who will come down later,"
Galexia took the keys back. He rushes his beloved big black motorbike but gets distracted again when Pradivta turns it off again.
"Galexia, I don't play ma-,"
"Lo will go down to the arena. Well, you agree, right? Isn't it the same lo team that also ngincer one of the jockeys there? Yeah, three bucks already, while drowning in milk. I invite you there to be one of the jockeys who will go down to my changing arena."
Galexia showed a big smile. He turned the bike back on and patted the back seat asking Pradivta to ride quickly. While Pradivta was still silent, he was digesting all the words thrown by his future wife.
Not a bad idea
"okay!" break it without a doubt.
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Cheering cheers of abal class automotive connoisseurs when the jockeys are trying the trajectory they will need tonight. Some jockeys are not ordinary people, but children of conglomerates, businessmen and politicians who always have more money. They do not hesitate to bet a fantastic amount, like tonight.
Not far from the crowd, Galexia and his team-mates were scanning one by one opponents in the arena tonight including Pradivta who was ready to become one of the jockeys to conquer the other racers.
"The red motorbike, he's the son of an official from the next town. The white one, one of the children of oil palm entrepreneurs, money is a lot of tuh. So, you have to be able to win in the first round in order to enter the final."
Galexia nodded, he glanced at Pradivta who was still straightening his gaze towards those impromptu jockeys.
"You know I can't make it in the next round, can I change it?" tanyakanya.
"Can, just as long as you can pay the penalty." the gondrong man glanced at Galexia. The corner of his lips was slightly drawn when he saw Galexia nod and straighten his body.
"Okay, I agree. Everyone, we're gonna start the game." Break it up without asking for approval from the guy who's going to cross the racecourse in his place.
SMILEIN AJ🤣🤣🤣🤣