Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Introductions
The sun greeted Jakarta!
The clear sky that morning was as lively and a little hungry as two security officers who were eating bread and enjoying a cup of coffee at the front guard post of the billiard-Diamond Billiards sports center building.
Strong winds mixed with dust looked agile and nosy to prank the mothers of janitors in bright orange uniforms along the highway that runs in front of the building.
The skinny palm trees that line the roadside park sway to the beat of Titi Kamal dangdut music playing in the building, accompanying Sister Suzy and Ceuceu Lenny who were wriggling around the pool table, but not swaying, they were busy cleaning the table and wiping the scoreboards on the wall.
The other two referees, Teh Nyai and Neng Ita, were sweeping and mopping the floor of the corridor while jogging and singing following Titi Kamal.
Lay, lay, lay, lay, lay, lay. Call me the jablay!
Brother rarely comes home, I'm rarely stroked!
Seeing Nyai Tea that is as bahenol geal-geol, high school guys who are huddling eat rice sitting in the stall opposite until the open, and unknowingly, their thumbs also swayed, too, while their heads were nodding.
One of those high school guys was named, Ryan Gunawan-commonly called Igun. Two of them are named Irgi Mahesa - commonly called Gigi and Bimo Satria - commonly called Bemo. The other is Deni Darmawan - commonly called DeDe, sometimes called Pak Satpam, but most often called the principal.
What try? So it was discussed!
Elijah rubbed his face while groaning in frustration. When he lowered his hand and opened his eyes again, the sight would not disappear.
This is definitely not a dream! he thought a little irritated.
How not?
School children in the opposite stall as if to remind, this is already Monday—Elijah skipped school.
Stuck in a foreign city called the capital, which she says is meaner than a stepmother.
But…
At first glance, stepmothers are still much more cruel Mother Author.
And…
Believe it or not, dangdut music can ruin his image - Elijah is a metal musician.
She is the main character—female protagonist in this story.
Her real name was Eleazah van Allent, but she preferred to be called Elijah.
What difference try?
Elijah chick tomboy hairy bondol, mixed-blood Indo-Dutch. His face was oval, a little speckled. She was only sixteen years old.
Maaaaaak. Elijah saba Jakarta!
Oops-forgotten! His mother died.
Elijah lives in a small town far from Jakarta. Name Rangkasbitung. And. he's here, his intention is just a minute.
The little girl with the hair sat pouting on a butut-branded motorcycle YangMaha- - I mean—Yamaha RX King owned by Devian Bernhard, which was parked in the yard of Diamond Billiards which still looks vacant.
It has been more than an hour and a half that the girl waited for the owner of a butut motorcycle that is more familiarly called Dape—maklum Batavia, the owner of a butut motorcycle that is more familiarly called Dape<TAG1>maklum Batavia, but there has been no sign of a guy gondrong kinky blasteran Ambon and Betawi it will appear.
Dape lives not far from Diamond Billiards-sanya, akamsi—anak native village here. He said he only went home for a little while to take a shower and change clothes—but I think change the skin too.
Really long! Elijah was getting impatient.
With her face bent by five, the girl looked bored at the four athletic guys who were crowding the entrance to the front gate near the security-streeting post, woy!
The view too.
But other than those four Diamond Billiards customers, there were no longer any good views.
The main male figure is still not coming!
The SMA guys in the opposite shop have also disbanded, a few minutes after Titi Kamal song played changed other dangdut song—Keong Poison.
Our main character is actually living in what era?
There are poison conchs!
Well, one of those Poison conch.. Ups—meaning, those guys, has a pretty handsome face—similar to Korean opa-opa. White skin, thin lips, taper face and hair as straight as a ruler-long up to the shoulder. His name is Ardian Kusuma. Commonly called. Ko Ard. Said he was a master at this billiards.
But he's not the main character!
The main character has not yet arrived.
A few minutes later, the sound of the car's horn snorted loudly outside the gate.
A red Lamborghini Veneno crimson, crawling into the grounds.
The two security officers at the security guard post simultaneously competed at speed and scrambled towards the gate, excited to pay their respects.
Luxury cars also burst in and stopped, not far from the Devian motorbike. The difference is like heaven and earth.
The atmosphere of the originally rowdy building was suddenly silent. Everyone is curious.
Nyai Tea and Neng Ita stopped swaying and were flabbergasted, they turned their heads towards the car with eyes and mouth rounded.
Sister Suzy and Ceuceu Lenny were stunned and lined up at the door.
Car door's open!
The right foot comes out first-wrapped in the famous branded expensive shoes that are not sold in Indonesia, as well as his jeans, following his left foot, then his body, and then his, and a tall, shoulder-haired figure appeared wearing a white t-shirt covered in a shiny black leather jacket. Silver earrings sparkling in one ear. White face like a porcelain doll, typical taper chin of a noodle doll, nose pointed up, thin lips reddish.perfect!
Young, handsome, rich.
The handsome man combed his hair with his fingers. Stroll gallantly down the yard while spreading a smile. The sound of knocking his shoes on the surface of the conblock, makes the atmosphere feel empty.
No one makes a sound.
The head of Nyai Tea and Neng Ita rolled following the man's movements, their eyes twitching, his nose blooming as the man flashed in front of them scented his perfume which was also expensive.
Truly champion!
From the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot, everything is branded.
Sister Suzy and Ceuceu Lenny spontaneously stepped aside to give way.
But the guy suddenly stopped, then bowed.
His shoelaces are off!
Kirain mo nyapa ala-ala Italian-think Sister Suzy.
From the bottom, occasionally, the guy's head looked up, looking at Mba Suzy and Ceuceu Lenny who were messing with persimmon.
And…
It's finished!
The man got up, tidied up his clothes, and took off his sunglasses, then tucked in his jacket pocket. A pair of brown eyes fluttered around the place circulating a glance, until he was unaware that in front of him…
BUGS!
There's poles.
That exorbitant handsome guy hit the pole!
At first he was still. sok cool. Shortly afterwards he showed the original, "Who's naro pole in here?" his grunts while kicking the damn pole.
Elijah smothered his mouth withholding laughter.
Those billiards don't dare to laugh.
That exorbitant handsome guy's their VVIP customer. You could say, he was the big boss in this place. It's been kind of a "the rule" here.
His name is Martin Hernandez, commonly called KoMar-I mean Koko Martin.
He is also not the main character—still a figurehead.
So who, dong?
Be patient!
The main character is still on his way.
Aish... The author fights!
From the corner of the yard, from the direction of the T-junction, a butut motorcycle that is exactly the same as the Devian-more Ancur property even, is, darting quickly past the roadside cigarette stalls with a noise that could make anyone who heard it have a heart attack.
In the next second, the more suitable motorbike was given the brand of God, suddenly like choking, the engine coughed and died suffocating near the billiard gate.
The guy above him bent over to check and fiddled with his engine while playing gas, roaring his exhaust, his face hidden behind the body cover. His hands are oil straws, his jeans torn in the knee and smudged by—what else if not—oli. The guy was wearing a white t-shirt upholstered in a red-and-white flannel shirt.
Don't tell me he's the main male character in this story!
Hold an…
Not long after, the Harley Curse machine was back on, the man pulled his hair that was curled waves of honey brown, which either the result of the polish or the original color was so.
As soon as he raised his face…
Story continued…