Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-27
There were no obstacles for Evan Jeremiah to conquer the mud circuit.
The only obstacle during Sukabumi is the intersection between the highway and the circuit entrance which leaves Yanti scandal.
This is the interesting part!
And Elijah is pretty sure it will be the single most memorable memory during their time here, which will continue to be told from time to time - including today. Being the only record of their trip while in Sukabumi.
Away from Jakarta to Sukabumi just make crazy people's children. You fucking dickhead!
What about Elijah?
Will they remember him?
As who?
Will it be the same as Yanti?
Remember as one of the many girls who had been involved in a scandal with Evan Jeremiah?
Or as a little boy who was so persistent in learning to tame a big motorcycle like Igun said?
Or just a nephew of Bang Wi?
The end of the friendly league was their last day together. His two-week holiday in Sukabumi was very short thanks to the presence of Jakarta crossers. Two weeks with them, has fostered a strong bond that should not. Elijah's not sure how he'll spend the rest of his vacation in a week. But he was pretty sure it wouldn't be the same after they left.
Maybe the last week will feel a lot slower like the first day when he comes.
The night sky looks bright out there…
Thin smoke soared high from the grill, scattering the delicious aroma of hand-made roasted chicken concoction Aunt Aria.
To celebrate the victory of Evan and Ardian, as well as commemorate the night of the farewell, Aunt Aria held a small garden party in exchange for a dinner of—barbeku in modern terms—ngaliwet in local terms.
The warm, cheerful and lively atmosphere in the backyard does not diminish Elijah's generosity.
From behind the glass window of her room, Elijah looked out blankly.
"Lea, ben je nog niet klaar?- Lea, aren't you done yet?" Aunt Aria called him from the grounds. His voice sounded like a sparrow.
"Lea, come out dong!" Igun called him.
"Lea, no need to dress up and be pretty!" Innu. "You are beautiful!"
There was a loud muttering sound followed by laughter and screeches when the boys began to fight as usual.
No sound from Evan!
Nothing special, thought Elijah bitterly.
"Lord, is this all?" elijah's prayer sounded out.
The girl knelt by the window with her fingers tied in front of her chest. His eyes remained open, looking at everyone's joy. Staring sadly as a handsome face reflected the flames from the grill.
It did not feel like two weeks had passed since they knew each other, but their relationship had not progressed as well as on the mud circuit. Within two days the girl had successfully tamed the vehicle that was famous for having the most fierce engine. In two weeks he had even managed to conquer the mud circuit, master the freestyle technique, and soon he could already bear the nickname racer.
"I really don't know what to say, Lord.." whispered Elijah. "I just feel sad. Not ready to face this farewell."
I wanted to hug her just once, Elijah hoped inwardly.
Go ahead, if you're shameless! god's word.
He was silent for a long time without words. Then give up and end his prayer without remembering a single thing that he had talked to God. His heart is so noisy. The contents of his head even rumbled. But not a single word could represent his feelings, his hopes, or even the reason why he was sad. He just doesn't want to part with Evan. That'sthat's all.
And that's pretty obvious!
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
Accept reality! he said to himself.
The girl turned around and stuttered for a moment, then forced a smile. "I'm kom-I'll be there soon" he said.
Aunt Aria stepped inside and approached him slowly. "Tante weet dat je verdrietig moet zijn—Aibi knows you must be sad," he said softly. "Maar het is nog niet voorbij, Lea-but this isn't over, Lea."
Elijah bowed and swallowed. "Het maakt mij niets uit-to me it makes no difference," he murmured raucously.
"Lea," Aunt Aria gently touched Elijah's shoulder. "God zei, geen zorgen over de volgende. Want de volgende dag zal weer zijn eigen zorgen met zich. Elke dag heeft genoeg aan zijn eigen problement. Daarom noemen westerse mensen het: PRESENT, want vandaag is een cadeautje—PRESENT-God says, do not worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow has its own difficulties. A day's distress is enough for a day. That is why Westerners call it: PRESENT, because today is a gift-PRESENT."
Elijah gulped once more. Even at this time, he thought lightly. The cave is evangelized all out!
But after Aunt Aria's words seeped into her heart, Elijah's mood suddenly recovered and improved.
Aunt Aria is right! He confessed, then raised his face and smiled.
"Je wilt het toch niet verspillen?- You wouldn't waste it, would you?" ask Aunt Aria.
"Latent we plezier hebben-let's have some fun," Elijah said enthusiastically.
"Dat is gone-it's new right," Aunt Aria timpal said. "Zo niet nu, wanneer? Wie weet hoe morgen zal zijn? Zelfs tien minuten later-if not now when else? Who knows what tomorrow will be? Ten minutes later."
"Klopt— very well," said Elijah excited.
Who knows if a miracle happened in one night!
Aunt Aria smiled wryly, then embraced Elijah's waist. "Weet, Schat! Als God wil dat iets van jou is, and zal het van jou zijn—know, Honey! If God wants something to be yours, then it will be yours."
Elijah's eyes sparkled.
"Wie right het van God afpakken?- who can take it from God?" Aunt Aria added.
"Wacht even-give me a minute" Elijah interrupted quickly. Then turn inside and kneel once again—pray. "Make him mine" he asked frankly.
Aunt Aria smiled and shook her head, then rushed to leave.
Wait a minute, Elijah thought. At that time, Aunt Aria also said that every prayer gets an answer. But sometimes the answer is no!
"How do I know if the answer is yes or no?" elijah asked God. "Can God give me a sign?"
Silent.
Elijah gave a short sigh. "Look," he said to God as if he were God himself. "If he's not meant to be mine, please put my feelings out tonight. That's it, Amen!"
If I were God, I'd have thrown Elijah's head off!
Elijah sighed his body standing up, then peered out the window, looking around for Evan's figure to test his feelings.
But the expected figure was no longer near the fireplace.
Where the hell is he? He wondered in his heart. Then suddenly I can't wait to get out. In a hurry he turned around and bounced back to the back, then suffocated while smothering his mouth.
The figure he was looking for was already standing in front of him.
"Doain the cave again?" asked Evan plain-but annoyingly.
"Medes, lu!" spray Elijah while glancing.
Evan clenched his mouth and observed Elijah with his eyebrows linked.
"Gapain you in the cave room?" ask Elijah to pretend judes.
"Your aunt's grotto was there," said Evan as he walked slowly towards the window, approaching Elijah. "Look at your aunt out of here."
"Continue?" Elijah raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, the cave came in here!" answer Evan-not connected.