Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-9
Deg, DEG!
Deg, DEG!
Deg, DEG!
Don't ask what that sound is!
What else if not the sound of Elijah's heart.
Time seemed to stop when Elijah sat on a motorcycle whose engine is famous most fierce. But that's not what made Elijah flutter.
Evan Jeremiah sat tight behind him, his flat chest and stomach sticking out of Elijah's back. Their cheeks barely touched when Evan leaned over to grab the handlebars, then tilted them slightly and interrupted his motorcycle.
A puzzling silence torments Elijah. The world around him feels empty. The only sound he could hear was the sound of his heartbeat.
The roar of the motorbike roared as if it had vanished among his rising-sinking consciousness.
"Prepare for backup lives" whispered the evil Evan.
Elijah took a deep breath, breathing as much air as he could. But before the girl could exhale, Evan knew that he had driven the motorcycle at a crazy speed.
The other riders he passed by spontaneously turned their heads towards them.
One powerful turn in the steep and winding mud circuit, no good to make Elijah ambushed anxiety. His face simultaneously paled, his knees trembling uncontrollably, his breathing choked in his throat, his chest heaving, his stomach suddenly cramping. The world around him seemed to be spinning and swaying.
Once completed…
Elijah staggered down bending his stomach, bending over in a daze and panting back at Evan's motorcycle. One hand rests on the knee, while the other hand holds the stomach.
Evan stepped down while grinning, then bowed to Elijah's side, patting the girl on the nape with a mocking expression.
Goddamnit! beat Elijah in the heart, then glanced at the guy. Fucking dude!
"That's his name.. introductions!" seloroh Evan while pulling his body, straightening his back and cross-section. "What do you think?" taunted. "The machine's agar, right?"
Elijah bought it. Not responding to Evan's question.
The next second, the other riders approached towards them, and swarmed over.
Elijah groaned while twirling his eyeballs. Then he forced his body to stand up straight.
One by one the boys began to open their helmets, showing expressions of admiration and curiosity.
"Where did you get this?" ask one of them to Evan, while his gaze can not be separated from Elijah. "People will wrap up the cave of goods or mah."
"Wrap the tongue!" Evan offered as he glanced towards Elijah.
Elijah tightened his jaws holding back a feeling of annoyance, gazing at the faces of the racers who were swarming around him one by one with scornful gazes.
Two of them are similar to Korean boyband personnel. The other three felt familiar.
Sure was!
Where there's Evan, there's Igun.
Who's Igun?
Ryan Gunawan, one of the characters of Paravisi in two other novels directed by the Author of the Fuck: Artland Series. Wherever Evan appears in the story, can not be separated from the inclusion of Igun in the same novel.
In this novel, Igun becomes a madol-like High School boy who appears first in the early chapter of Introductions.
Well, the rest is predictable, dong?
Yupz!
Gigi and Bemo—DeDe are not with them.
Two guys who look like Korean boyband personnel named Maha and Vishnu Aditya-commonly called Innu. Both are Elijah's age.
Innu that was the one who did not want to let go glaring at Elijah.
"Before! Back then!" Igun interrupted, which automatically made everyone turn their heads with eyes squashed. The man stepped down from his motorcycle and approached Elijah. His eyes were fixed on Elijah.
Elijah spontaneously offered to turn his face away with a look of disgust. Great, he said in his heart. Then he glanced at Evan. He said the trail machine is not as successful as a schoolboy motorcycle machine, but the club members are all school children.
"You.." Igun screeched and pointed at Elijah.
"That's it!" sergeant Elijah hastened, then shook Igun's hand. "You, you.." his grunts impatiently.
Igun spontaneously bellowed.
Friends chuckling.
"Lu.." Igun corrected his words. "That time was to billiards right, nyariin the Dape?"
Bemo and Gigi exchanged glances, then looked at Elijah more closely.
"Ah, yes!" Bemo screeched as he jumped off his motorcycle, "Dape's girlfriend, huh?" his god was grinning and pointing at Elijah's face.
Evan raised next to his eyebrows now, but his gaze had yet to shift from Elijah's.
The girl suddenly turned her back to everyone, "Fussy," she said, then bent down to bend her stomach again.
Evan spontaneously jumps towards Elijah and catches his waist as the girl staggers like she is about to fall unconscious.
Elijah flinched and raised his face, then looked up and was flabbergasted, his face looking pale.
Evan simultaneously stuttered and frowned. There was guilt in his heart. Don't tell me, the Sawan boy because of the cave! she doesn't think well. "Woy, pull yuk!" said suddenly.
Everyone spontaneously nodded.
"To the house of the Dwi!" Evan instructed as he jumped onto his motorcycle.
The others were still glaring, exchanging glances with one another in a questioning gesture.
"Lea, naek!" evan's orders are quick.
Elijah crept up into the splotch with his mouth clenched. A sweat rolled down his temple.
Shortly thereafter, the motorcycle had already rolled away from the circuit. This time in his normal-normal speed Evan but.
Those high school guys are still flinching in confusion. But then it gradually moved following Evan.
Arriving at Aunt Aria's house, Elijah immediately rushed to his room and locked himself up.
The whole house was shocked.
Delilah and Aunt Aria simultaneously rushed after Elijah with anxious looks.
Evan exhaled heavily and scratched the back of his head that did not itch.
Uncle Elijah watched her with a suspicious look.
The other riders crowded in the grounds behind Evan.
"Why are you glaring at the cave?" Evan snorted while glaring at Uncle Elijah. "The banana cave?!"
The man tightened his jaw and pulled out Evan's temple. "Dare to make a cry cave, you cave make a cry!" threaten her.
Evan was just grinning to respond.
The man whipped and thrust out past Evan as he glanced, then instructed the others to move their motorcycles into the side yard. "Take your own room in the back pavilion" he said. "But don't try to choose a room in the cave pavilion!" He warned.
"Ponakan Bang Wi our neighbor?" Innu exclaimed happily. "Asianiikk…!"
"The ugly brethren, you!" bang Wi Ancam.
Evan turned around and rushed after the others, but Bang Wi confronted him on the edge of the terrace. "Lu diem-diem!" snarl.
"Buseh," Evan twirled his eyeballs. "Belon round, Wi?"
"Lake in!" bang Wi Command.
Evan complied with a bored face.
"Sit, lu!" command Bang Wi again while pointing towards the sofa.
Evan threw his body onto the sofa with a short sigh, while Bang Wi stood nearby while scuffling around giving a hard evangelism.
But his wife's footsteps in the corridor caught his attention.
In the next instant, the beautiful face of the thirty-three-year-old woman appeared in the doorway. "I forgot she had anemia and stomach ulcers" he said.
Evan exhaled a rough breath and at once his guilt instantly vanished, changing his usual nosy thoughts. "Well, right?" he told Bang Wi. "You're not ampe bunting!"
Bang Wi simultaneously undermined and menoyor his temple again.
Aunt Aria spontaneously looked.
"Sekate-kate, lu!" bang Wi Gerrutu.
Once again, Evan was just a whimper, then chipped away from the sofa and splashed out of the room.
Aunty Aria looked at Evan's back with her eyebrows intertwined, then looked at her husband.
"The conduct of the children of Jakarta.." uncle Elijah tried to explain, "It's different," he asked for understanding, then put a little shoulder and forced a smile.
His wife smiled back and turned towards the kitchen. "I want to cook Lea some soup" she said, pleading with herself.