Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-2

In a precarious quarter situation, Devian finally appeared while yawning.

The exotic-skinned curly gondrong guy-ah, call it jet black, enters the room and stops at the end of the alley between the rows of tables near Elijah while leaving his waist. "Why yak, get in here so feel rough to the swamps?" his cerocos is without sin. "The crocodile is mulu!"

Elijah spontaneously turned to Devian half-looked up, to see his sinless face.

Devian turned his head back and bowed to show his face to the girl to clarify how innocent she was.

"Where the hell is it, Pe?" Ma'am Suzy is groping Devian as if she's Nyak's mother.

"Abis took a bath," Devian replied without the slightest burden.

"Tok still an item?" Sister Suzy joked, which is automatically responded to the laughter of the entire room.

"Cua c i p o k white, you!" Devian snorted as he glanced at Sister Suzy.

"Bring a virgin man's son no responsibility, you!" Ma'am Suzy continued her scolding while bending over at the end of the table to pick up the ball from the cabinet and arrange it on the table.

"Oh, luh!" Ceuceu Lenny chimed in

Devian glanced at Elijah while grinning.

Elijah immediately snorted and twirled his eyeballs with a look of disgust.

Ardian Kusuma who was trying to aim for the ball, glanced at Elijah while smiling knots. Perhaps in his heart he said, "Patience, yes…"

Devian wrapped one of his hands around Elijah's shoulder, "Take the nyok, into the swamp nyang laen," he said as he pulled the girl out. "Here the weather wins mangap doang wide. Guts the same as the contents of his wallet!" his scorn while glancing towards KoMar.

The referee girls sizzled laughing.

"Cua jumpshot your mental into the swamps!" rutuk KoMar while pointing a stick towards Devian. "Snook kan tuh, cave ball," his grunts while lowering his stick. "Taroan big, here!" cerocosnya.

"Bacot you're still not big enough, KoMar!" Devian shouted at him from the doorway.

"Lu shower what's the rest, Pe?" Elijah grumbled after they reached the parking lot. "Got long!"

"Gua overslept," said Devian lightly.

"Buck!" Elijah spontaneously pervades. "No brains, you!"

"There's..just a little!" Devian answered flatly while riding his motorcycle and putting on a helmet, then added, "That's also on the thumb!"

"Why do you keep a helmet on your head?" seloroh Elijah's.

Devian thrust another helmet at Elijah while looping, "Your brains are on your toes, Malih!"

Elijah snatched the helmet in Devian's hand while scowling, helplessly debating it again.

Devian interrupted his motorcycle and the cursed vehicle roared out a shrill pouting sound.

Elijah frowned while smothering his ears.

"Oh!" Devian. "Why not?" he screams between the noise of his exhaust.

"Yes-follow, behold! When is the story of the cave that wants to go home!" spray Elijah impatiently. Still frowning, he also put on his helmet, then climbed into the bonce.

The next second, the motorcycle stomped and rolled away leaving the parking lot.

"Candle, Woy!" One of the security guards shouted at Devian as they flashed in front of the security guard post. "Whispering, tau!"

He thought the sound of the exhaust could be rotated and squeezed-penset?

Devian swung his foot to the side until the security guard filled in while laughing.

Reaching the outside of the gate, the same noise of another motorcycle whistled from the bend, and Devian suddenly braked his motorcycle until Elijah's head hit his back.

"Slowly, Satan!" Elijah pulled his head.

"Let's die, huh?" hardik the other motorcyclist, who automatically made Elijah bend his head over Devian's shoulder and gasp.

The motorcyclist who almost hit the Devian motorcycle turned out to be Evan Jeremiah, a handsome bearish.

Nah—tu him, the handsome.. liwat again! batin Elijah girang's.

Godain is what, Bang! please Elijah in his heart. Oil spills, oil spills, bye! inner kelojotan.

But boro-boro nge-godain, ngelirik—goods a little also not.

"You're on the edge, that cave on the way!" Evan rebuked him. "Lu who's fighting the cave road!"

"Akamsi cave!" gertak Devian bragging.

"Akabri cave!" Evan won't lose either.

"What are you, akabri?" Devian was mutably flabbergasted, showing his original character-directly to o l o l in an instant.

"Children of the Cabinet of the Republic of Indonesia" Evan cerocos in one breath.

"Much your meat, Bangsad!" spray Devian.

Elijah hissed holding back laughter.

The two security officers at the security guard post watched them while chuckling.

Looks like Devian found an opponent worthy of an argument.

"Surge!" insist Evan while raising the handlebars, banging the motorcycle tires into Devian motorcycle tires. "Officer's son is going through!"

Devian loses the debate. Repot his business if you have been volunteering with the officials child, he thought he did not want to get dizzy. Then he rewinded his motorcycle a little, though with a grumble. A moment later, Evan's motorcycle roared and sped quickly away from the place, while Devian's motorcycle jolted and died.

"Pake's dead again, shucks!" devian grumbled, cursing his motorcycle. "His family shouts in terror of the office's son?!"

"That's your temen, Pe?" Elijah started kepo.

Devian interrupted his motorcycle while looking back. "Why you, demen?"

Elijah grinned while scratching the back of his head that did not feel itchy. "Such a handsome…!"

"Thank you.." timpal Dape kepedean.

The girl's smile instantly vanished. "Not you, Bang.." he muttered half, then grabbed Devian's hair under his helmet, adding, "Sad!"

"Sick, De.." Devian grimaced as he pulled his hair out of Elijah's hand. Then add, "O-eN-Ge-O!"

Soon the vehicle's engine coughed again, then snapped and rolled.

"That's what the hell, muter-muter from earlier?" Elijah continued his interview session. "Cave saw twice he's been muterin billiards during the cave here!"

"Nge-test motor," Dape replied briefly. His motorcycle glided slowly around the billiard building, and reached the outside of the backyard.

A number of trail bikes lined up along the edge on the outside of the building's grounds. Some of them are similar to the Devian-Yamaha RX King motorcycle modified.

Call it, Harley Curse!

Not far from the building there is a steep and winding mud circuit. Several trail bikers were in action in the middle of the circuit, while modified bikers were clustered at the edge of the circuit.

Evan is on the edge of the circuit.

Elijah's eyes were spontaneously round and twinkling. "Wuah.." he muttered fascinated. "He's a racer, Pe?" Elijah was curious.

"No! He's the exhaust!" seloroh Devian is getting tired. "Lu know pan, exhaust racing?"

Elijah doesn't want to know. Given that after this he might not have another chance to meet the fourteen-carat handsome guy, the girl suddenly lost control and started whining. "To sono yuk, Pe. cave clay, just a moment!"

"What look, you?" Devian spontaneously pervades. "Racing exhaust?"

Elijah immediately frowned while pushing Devian's back in a stern manner.

Devian charged and stopped his motorcycle, then looked back. "Lu's chasing him?" he asked as he swung his thumb towards the circuit past his shoulder.

Elijah frowned between holding a smile and holding down prestige.

"Originally you know, yeah." Devian wiggled his thumb again, pointing towards the circuit. "He's famous as the most sprawling driver" he said dramatically.

"Continue?" Elijah tickled half a throb.

"You're chasing him, at least you should be able to carry a motorbike with a speed above one hundred. Lah, you. bring the motor still carried!" cerocos Devian—gak uses a tick, the tip of his index finger tapped on Elijah's eel outside his helmet.

"Cave pan is not a race, Pe.." erang Elijah sambari twirling his eyeballs.

Not connecting bat by dah, ah!