Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-10

Dinner at the Van Allent's big family home this time was festive like a family gathering on the turn of the year. Makes Aunt Aria unceasingly develop a smile.

The drivers staying at the house gathered in the main dining room, preparing to eat together with their small families.

That moment treated a bit of Aunt Aria's longing on the eve of the new year celebration with her family, Elijah's family and the other Allent vans.

It had been more than five years since they had last eaten together.

"I want to see the state of Leah" Aunt Aria said to her husband, having finished preparing all the dishes. "I wish he could join."

"Well let me be" Delilah interrupted quickly, volunteered, and poured out into the corridor.

The riders turned to Delilah in surprise. Probably didn't think the village boy could speak a foreign language.

"Why are you on glaring at the cave boy?" Bang Wi rebuked them. "What's a banana cave boy?"

"Lu'm sure, Bang, is that your son?" Igun asked with a scornful expression.

"Emang why don't you, don't you believe the romance bat?" Bang Wi turned the tip of his shoe towards Igun's shoe.

The entire room chuckled in response to the two.

"Let's talk cake die!" challenge Igun-there is no morality.

The whole room was now chuckling and cracking up. Aunt Aria was just messing around while shaking her head.

Laughing in the dining room, they heard a low noise from Elijah's room.

Simultaneously, the door of his room was knocked from outside.

"Gee!" Delilah called. "Mag ik binnenkomen-can I come in?"

"De deur is niet op slot-the door is unlocked, really!" elijah answered from within.

Then slowly the door of his room opened, and Delilah's face appeared revealing her smile.

Elijah sat down in front of a wooden table facing the window, turned his back on the door.

Delilah stepped inside and approached him. "Wat doe je-you're doing what?"

Elijah closed the diary in front of him and turned to Delilah while forcing a smile. "Nix--no!" answer's short.

Delilah peered towards the table through her cousin's shoulder. "Hou je ook van schrijven-you like to write too?" ask Delilah to be curious.

Elijah shook his head quickly.

"Oh, kom op-oh, come on!" cousin urged. "Wees niet verlegen—not to be ashamed. Elk meisje doet het-every girl does it."

"Niet met mij—not with me" Elijah said.

Delilah shrugged her shoulders—mark give up. "Trouwens.. iedreen wacht op je voor het avondeten—by the way.. Everyone is waiting for you for dinner," he told.

Elijah let out a short sigh and spread his shoulders slightly, "Wel." he said unconvinced. "Ik weet het niet-well! Ik ben niet in de stemming-I'm not feeling."

Delilah shrugged her shoulders once more. Then turn around and rush to the door. "Ik breng je soep hier—akankakan your soup here," he said without looking back.

"Dank je-thank you" Elijah yelled at him as his cousin's back slipped out. The door closes behind the girl.

Elijah sighed once more, then turned his body again facing towards the table and went back to writing in his diary.

What the hell else did he write?

Let's see it!

Is it the same as most girls?

Of course not.

If another girl needs to string the word together as best she can to pour out her heart in the diary—partially writing poems and quotes, Elijah does not.

Did he write a song in his diary?

Not really!

Elijah's diary contains only a list: 4G Guys.

Well, finally discussed also about this 4G guy!

What the hell, 4G guy?

Curious?

We start from the first page.

Arjuna— is listed on the top-of-Cowok 4G list: Gondrong, handsome, genius.. fierce--in brackets—gak friendly!

Second page—Jordan Lubis: Gondrong, handsome, go-ahead..not single-slash-not-young again!

Third page—Wanda: Gondrong, handsome, dashing, unclear!

Fourth page—Jati Achmad: Gondrong, handsome, gaul.

Sixth page—Devian: Gondrong, handsome, fierce, dark.

Comar: Gondrong, handsome, gacor, no brain.

Well, Luh! Is it on the list too?

Come in. Komar right, gondrong guy too!

So, that 4G guy means a gondrong guy?

Ko Ard came in too, dong?

The course!

Ardian: Gondrong, handsome, not much style.

Now you know why this novel is called 4G Boy.

What about Evan?

That's what Elijah is writing right now.

Evan: 5G guy.

Wuihh... special huh, Evan?

Gondrong, handsome, gembell, crazy.. gacor—in brackets—exhaust racing!

Buseh!

There are no good main characters.

Elijah biting his lower lip held back a laugh as he wrote down five things about Evan.

Then suddenly the door to his room was knocked back.

"Binnen's kom!" elijah responds without distracting from his diary.

The door opened behind him, then the sound of footsteps approached.

The smell of soup poured into the room.

Elijah was still bowing and struggling with his diary. Finished writing five things about Evan, he drew something at the bottom corner of the page - a picture of the exhaust with the addition of the effect of the parturition out of the pitched smoke-shaped exhaust hole.

Elijah smothered his mouth withholding laughter.

A bowl of still steaming hot soup was thrust right in front of his face.

Elijah spontaneously frowned. Feeling a little astonished-Delilah has never been so disrespectful. He turned his head sharply and tightened his jaw, preparing to thank in a cynical tone, "Dank.." Elijah stuttered and lost his words.

It was not Delilah.

"Evan—" Elijah got off his stool in a jolt.

The guy peeked over Elijah's shoulder.

Elijah gulped and closed the diary behind his body.

Evan looked at him with his eyebrows intertwined.

"Gapain you in the cave room?" elijah asked the scruffy-reason workshop— to cover up his nervous feelings.

"Lu himself told the cave to come in" said Evan, placing a bowl of soup on the table. His eyes slid towards the diary that was already covered and hidden behind Elijah's back. Then smile silently.

"Where the cave knows if it's you," Elijah said as he turned his face in any direction to avoid Evan's gaze. "Comm guess that was Delilah!"

The guy looked back at Elijah. "Your cousin is busy helping his mother" she told him. "Break dinner, clean up, nyuci.. nah, you even spoiled in the master's cake room," cerocosnya—gak use brake.

"The cave also pan guests here," murmured Elijah as he glanced. "But... Do you understand what the cave was talking about?" Elijah raised his face again, hesitatingly looking at Evan's face.

"Tau, Iah! She said that, "Emak gua saben s'ari said without any burden, then combed her hair back with her fingers, "Emak gua ngigo aja pake Dutch," he added, turning his gaze a glance, then looking back at Elijah. "Gua, baby time, newborn pas already speak Dutch. Hoaxes, hoaxes, hoaxes…"

Elijah spontaneously belied in response to his rattling. His mouth clenched withstanding an amused smile.

"Yeahhh!" Evan pokes Elijah's mouth. "Laughter, laugh!" jest. "In the wind you laugh with restraint!"

Elijah sizzled laughing without opening his mouth.

Evan suddenly bowed before Elijah, brought his face closer to Elijah's face, then whispered, "Take it easy, the cave will not make you exhaust racing cake even though you laugh cackling!" he smiled and patted Elijah on the shoulder.

Elijah's smile disappeared.

Evan blinked one eye and twisted his body, then passed from the room, stepping out casually without turning his head again.

Elijah stuttered at his back. He read the cave diary! He realized.