Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-29
"Mama sure the same decision Mama?" Bang Wi asked his wife after the party was over.
"Mama believes Evan can take care of Lea," said Aunt Aria while bowed in the sink, cleaning the furniture from the remnants of the seasoning.
"Yes, Papa also believes. Evan won't macem, he'll look at Papa."
"Evan did not view Leah as Papa's nephew" Aunty Aria argued.
"Yes, but in Evan's eyes, Lea was just a kid!" sergeant Bang Wi.
"Yes, but not as Papa's nephew!" Aunt Aria insisted.
"Yes, hell!" Bang Wi finally admitted. "Lea's talent made Evan curious. He said the kid could be something."
"Dare to bet on Mama?" challenge Aunt Aria.
"Huh?" Bang Wi immediately looked up, not expecting his wife so. Whose wife is it, huh? thought surprised.
Aunt Aria bowed slightly, leaning her body towards Bang Wi. "Evan will remain curious even if Lea is not talented at anything" he whispered dramatically.
"OK," said Bang Wi, actually still a little stuttering. "But that's not the point!" He added, his tone back to normal-normal Bang Wi. "Mama herself told me her father Lea's nitipin is here so she can avoid his friends. As long as Mama knows, the Jakarta children are more chaotic than Lea's friends."
"As long as Lea is here, Lea is Mama's responsibility" Aunt Aria said. "But as long as Lea is in Jakarta, Lea will be Papa's responsibility. Just do our part!" emphatically. "The rest, God's part!"
Bang Wi was silent.
The deal was taken.
Lea will be taken to Jakarta!
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After breakfast, Lea packed all of her belongings as she left here, wrapped her acoustic guitar in a softcase, and pulled out the diary book from the desk drawer, then stuffed it into a backpack.
"Em.. Lea.." Delilah approached Elijah while holding something.
Elijah turned his attention from his backpack on the bed and turned to Delilah.
"Over leven in God-about living in God.." Delilah said hesitantly.
Elijah closed the zipper of his bag without distracting himself from Delilah, then glanced at his cousin's arms with his eyebrows hooked.
"Ik heb iets voor je-I have something for you," Delilah handed something in her arms to Elijah.
Elijah stared at his cousin's gift and gulped. A bible?
"Sorry het was niet mijn bedoeling-sorry I didn't mean.." Delilah hung up her sentence and bowed.
"Het is ok-it's okay" said Elijah cutting his cousin's words while lifting the Bible and smiling. "Dit is een leuk cadeau! Dank je-this is a great gift! thank you." thank you, thank you."
"Het lijkt misschien stijf—it may seem stiff," said Delilah. "Maar weet, daarin staan alle antwoorden op elk probleem en Gods beloften geschreven-but know there are written all the answers to every question and the promise of God."
Elijah bowed and put on his smile, then slipped the Bible into the front of his backpack. All of? he thought unsure.
As a believer, Elijah knew exactly every scripture contained the promise of God. But all the answers to every problem…
Ah, Elijah doesn't know, even the 4G Man is recorded in the Bible. Evan Jeremiah is nothing compared to one of the 4G guys in the Bible.
What is a dirt bike?
Elijah riding on a horse of fire!
Not this Elijah, but the real Elijah in the scriptures.
Oh--hey! Why is this Fucking Writer even busy talking about the holy book?
Sorry are! This description is not intended to indoctrinate, evangelize, or incite you. Moreover, offending and harassing a belief.
It was just a trick to multiply the word count!
Everyone writes religious stories, right?
Not a few people insert religious teachings into their stories. So, why not the Fucking Writer?
"God zegene je—God bless," said Delilah as she turned around.
A cargo truck is parked in front of the yard, one by one the dirt bikes owned by the Jakarta racers are raised.
A minibus was waiting in front of the truck.
A number of young men and indigenous racers marched in escorted by village officials and community leaders, greeting the Jakarta racers while laughing, chatting a little and bidding farewell.
A number of residents and neighbors also huddled outside the fence, along the edge of the road, preparing to herd them away, bidding farewell by waving their hands.
Elijah came out toting his backpack and draping his guitar strap.
Innu and Igun began to scatter around him and scramble to bring the girl's things. Maha took advantage of the opportunity to attract Elijah and lead him towards the minibus.
Elijah twirled his eyeballs with a look of disgust.
Bang Wi immediately grabbed the girl's arm and shook Maha's hand. "Kaga bole bat whimper a little," his grunts.
Evan glanced at them from behind the minibus— while busy arranging the items in the trunk.
Aunt Aria and Delilah just smiled and shook their heads, watching them from the edge of the terrace.
Ardian Kusuma was already sitting sweetly inside the minibus, leaning and crossing, not as well-equipped as the others. Keep cool down and unblemished.
Galang walked down the street, waving his hands at the crowd like Miss Universe.
Martin Hernandez grabbed the ear of the beautiful man and pulled him into the car. "Beautiful gosah, gorgeous cocky bitch!" his cerocos scolded Galang.
"Ish, you're rude, deh!" protest Galang-stay pretentious. "Jealous, huh?" teasing him in a spoiled style.
"The cave is just disgusted!" sergeant Martin.
Bemo and Gigi chuckled behind them.
"Lu sit in front, De!" bang Wi's instructions to Elijah while leading him to the front passenger door.
"Lu Pan knows the way, Wi!" evan protests while grabbing Elijah's arm and pulling it.
"Geez!" erang Elijah was impatient. "Dikira cave rope kali from earlier betot sono betot here."
"I'm the one who took you, baby!" evan-lebay.
Igun, Innu, Maha, rebuked him with fierce mockery.
Evan and Elijah frowned together while closing their ears.
Bang Wi glared at the chaotic trio with a warning signal.
The assholes churned towards the back door and began scrambling into the car.
Evan wrapped his arm around Elijah's neck and pulled him to the back door.
Bang Wi sighed helplessly. Then open the front door and sneak into the passenger seat on the driver's side.
Evan chose the seat closest to the door while the chaotic trio were driven to the very back bench. Martin, Galang, Bemo and Gigi sat in a row in front of them.
Ardian Kusuma sits alone behind the steering wheel in front of Evan and Elijah. Exclusive place for exclusive handsome guy.
"Nere-Rubble! Nere-Rubble!" yell Igun from behind. The minibus reminded him of suburban public transport.
"Nuts!" timpal Innu's.
"The one that wears, the one that wears!" I don't want to miss.
"B a n g k e orok, b a n g k e orok!" sidelines Evan while leaning his back without looking.
The car chuckled in response.
Bang Wi looked back while chuckling.
The driver of the minibus also chuckled, but did not turn his head. The Bang Wi-aged man started the engine and ran his car followed by a cargo truck behind them.
A number of residents lined up along the village road waved as the minibus passed them.
"I feel like an artist, huh?" cerocos Evan with a horse.
"Yes, scandalous artist" Elijah quipped.
The car was back laughing.