Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-16
By lunchtime, the drivers had returned home and gathered in the front yard, chatting lightly about their vehicle preparations as they struggled around their vehicles, checking this and that, endlessly throwing jokes at each other.
"This one can be checked out by Kaga, Bang?" Igun asked Evan half-squiggled while flabbergasted and clucking. But his eyes were not on his motorcycle. His eyes glanced at the highway in front of the yard, which automatically made everyone turn their heads in unison following his gaze.
Two young women, about twenty years old, passed in front of the house, stealing glances at them while giggling. Both of them were dressed all tight exposing his chest as well as his densely filled buttocks. His gait looks clearly made up.
Evan who was crouching behind his motorcycle spontaneously looked up, looking out past the seat above his head. "Wuih," he murmured as he clucked. "This is how it is, you need to be taut also can be taken away, Gun!" his comment was smiling mischievously.
"Still ori don't think?" The others chimed in while chuckling.
Moments later, Elijah appears to bring them a cold drink, and soon their attention is distracted.
Evan turned towards Elijah with a flat face. The smile on his face instantly disappeared instantly.
Elijah took a quick glance outside the yard, and somehow it made Elijah feel stung. Then he looked around, staring one by one at the faces of the damn racers pouting slightly.
Three demon children who used to bully him, spontaneously scrambled to swarm the girl.
"This is new ori, here!" exclaim Innu while raising next to his eyebrows.
"Sebelas mabelas rebu," jeloroh Elijah with the look of judes.
The other six men immediately chuckled while looking at them.
Martin Hernandez, who had just realized he had seen Elijah, charged straight at the girl. "Byeah! Is the dape doll here? Which other bastard is still maenan Barbie?"
What say? The dape doll? Elijah glared at him, "Seek in the frame, huh?"
Spontaneous and spontaneous. Only the two of them understand!
The two fuckers are bleeding Sundanese.
The Dape again, thought Evan. Then he turned to Elijah while crouching on the side of his motorcycle, not fighting with the others.
Neither did Ardian, he remained so cool and blameless. Just a quick glance and back struggling with his vehicle.
Gigi and Bemo join forces just to grab a drink.
The syantic man followed her while wagging his hair and waving. Really elegant like a shampoo advertising girl.
The author begins to suspect, lest this syantik man come to the circuit not as a participant, but as a pit girl. Tau, right? Sexy-clothed promotional models are usually placed in pits and at race tracks, or... waving flags at the starting line, or rather waving the tip of the mini skirt?
Racing girl?
Racing queen?
Umbrella girl?
Yodah, please! Gosah discussed!
It's not important right.
Evan checked his motorcycle chain half-pointed. He said his hometown Rangkasbitung, his mind is not out of thought. But these children of demons almost all have seen him, the same Dape, in billiards?
In Jakarta?
Whatdoes thatmean?
Does he live in Jakarta?
Bareng Dape?
Goddamn it! Evan suddenly rubbed his face. Suddenly feeling ridiculous. Why did the cave so think of the Dape?
Evan stopped fiddling with his vehicle. Then stand up while sighing.
Elijah approached her slowly with a smile. But not a smile on Evan.
Elijah paused a step ahead of Evan, offering him the drink he was carrying on the tray, but his gaze could not escape from Ardian.
Evan grabbed his glass while snorting and turned around, away from the girl.
Elijah did not react, still looking at Ardian with a smile.
Ardian picked up his glass and smiled back, then the two faced each other like a pair of lovers who were still shy. Looking at each other and exchanging smiles while blushing.
"Somewhat to try!" evan's grunt was unclear to the point of drawing everyone's attention.
Ardian and Elijah turned towards him clumsily.
"I go in first" Elijah pleaded.
"Ah—" Ardian suddenly held her back, but did not touch her. "Whose name?" He asked while extending his hand.
"El," Elijah briefly shook his hand, then hurriedly left the place.
Evan whistled while rolling his eyeballs in any direction.
The jerk guys simultaneously turned to Evan and followed the glances of his eyes.
"There is a great star, Gun.." muttered Evan as he turned to the opposite direction from Igun's place and scratched the back of his head that did not feel itchy to cover the glances of his eyes.
"Emang girnya function, Bang?" Idun chimed-equally crazy. "After the cave, mo nanjak mo mudun, gir gir atu!" cerocos Igun, greeted by another laugh.
Ardian did not touch them, the man returned to his motorcycle, carrying his drink glass with a faint smile, then sat back on his motorcycle, enjoying his cold drink. Don't forget, it's cool and unblemished.
Evan gulped down his drink, and rushed into the house.
The three ordinary astral beings, simultaneously gasped and glared at him.
Elijah was washing the fruit, while his aunt and cousin were busy preparing lunch when Evan walked into the kitchen, brought his glass to the sink and washed it beside Elijah.
Elijah turned his head and stuttered to realize the man knew he was standing nearby.
Aunt Aria turned to them and smiled at Evan. "Let's have a glass, don't wash it!"
"Father, Brother! Tibang nyuci glass," said Evan. Shortly after, he put the washed glass on the shelf and rubbed his hands into Elijah's t-shirt.
"Devil.." Elijah growled restrained. He dared not speak loudly in front of his aunt.
Aunt Aria glanced at the glance of Evan's hand on Elijah's waist while making a smile, then turned and shook her head.
"Abis lunch, the cave has free time" said Evan, wiping the back of his hand once more onto Elijah's t-shirt.
Elijah brushed off Evan's hand with his wet hand.
"That's it!" sergeant Evan once again put his hand on Elijah's t-shirt. "The romance's collectible?"
"Evan—" Elijah jerked his waist from Evan's embrace as he glared and tightened his jaw. Face blushing. Heart's popping. Heart's blossoming.
Ciye, ciyeee, Malih!
Evan just grinned as he turned around, then rushed out of the kitchen.
After lunch, Evan flanks Elijah to the circuit.
Ordinary astral beings, do not want to be left behind.
Teeth scratched the back of his head with a look of annoyed face as the demons moved in unison from the chair in a rough manner and made a mess around the terrace as they scrambled to get out first nudged a coffee table near Gigi who was recording the details of the community budget.
"What's the battery, these demon kids?" Bemo grumbled as he glared at them with his eyebrows interlocked. "You have the death of feeling!"