Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-33

"Ijah dataaaaang." cried Elijah in front of the garage door.

The three men in the garage turned their heads.

"Sape Ijah?" asked Evan, frowning.

"The idol coffee bean," Elijah replied with a slanted smile. He walked inside with the tray next to his hand, then stopped in front of Evan, glancing towards the guy with his eyebrows raised high. "Yanti-Belon's mother, Bang?" tanyanya.

Igun sizzled laughing, while Evan just looked up, "Ape pain anyway, you?" he muttered while pressing the back of his hand on Elijah's forehead. And just so you know, the back of the guy's hand was oiled.

Bang Wi chuckled thinly.

"Copy the item for Om Wi equals A Igun," Elijah said as he thrust the tray toward his uncle, unaware of his forehead's oil splinter.

"Feed!" exclaiming Igun while jumping up and grabbing his coffee cup.

"Mix coffee for Bang Je!" Elijah added while thrusting the tray towards Evan.

Evan spontaneously knitted his brows. "Where did you call that tacky cake?"

"From another coffee bean," Elijah replied with a grin. "But not a coffee kang that is not a copinang," then he developed a hand on the side of his body while bending over, bringing the tray closer to Evan mimicking the style of a classic European royal servant. "Copinang you with the bus broke down!" goda.

"Coupinang!" evan spray corrects Elijah's speech while glaring, then grabs his coffee cup.

"Kang kopi mah free pen talk anything," said Elijah while throbbing.

Idun.

"Well, are you a bird lover, huh?" seductive Evan, retorted, "Kok you're so bad?"

Igun choked on his coffee for laughing.

Bang Wi chuckled while shaking Evan's head.

"Ponakan you take treatment, Wi!" seloroh Evan before sipping his coffee.

Simultaneously, a Bugatti La Voiture Noire entered the grounds.

All eyes turned their heads as the luxury car pulled over near Jeep butut Evan.

Evan didn't take a sip of his coffee.

"Wuaaaaahhhh.." Elijah was stunned and amazed. "What kind of coffee are you, Om?"

"I thought to myself!" spray Evan while grunting. Then sip the coffee.

Igun and Bang Wi again chuckled.

The door of Bugatti La Voiture Noire was open, a handsome face like a shoulder-haired noodle doll poking out from behind the steering door.

"Hua Ze Lei!" the Igun strangle imitates the style b a n c i l a k n a t-Gilang Wibisana.

Ardian Kusuma, stepping out of the luxury car and turning towards Jeep Evan with his eyebrows, then opened the back door of his car, and then opened the door, take out a big box of pizza and a basket of fruits while looking at the porch with your eyes squashed, then turn to the garage.

"In what order did he bring that much sajen to the cave house?" muttered Bang Wi while shaking waist.

"Grand never young, Wi!" allison Evan.

Ardian Kusuma is notoriously stingy even though he has a ton of money. His sudden arrival with a tentengan not how much it was invited to ask for someone who rarely counts Ardian Kusuma like Bang Wi.

Bang Wi did not not know the man had an interest in Elijah, only he did not think his nephew could occupy an exclusive position in Ardian's heart.

While Elijah, innocently does not understand the cues of Evan's innuendo.

Bang Wi let out a short sigh and turned to Elijah, then chuckled at the oil patch on his nephew's forehead. Instantly a prickly thought flashed across his head. "Reparana, De!" his command glanced at Ardian.

Evan and Igun simultaneously turned their heads half glared.

Bang Wi placed an index finger on his lips, after Elijah turned his back to them.

Evan and Igun spontaneously frowned.

Bang Wi clenched his mouth hiding an amused smile.

Evan and Igun finally understood. Then they both looked towards the door. Curious.

Elijah approached Ardian, while the man looked round with round eyes.

Evan and Igun started giggling.

Elijah nodded quickly.

"Oh," muttered Ardian looking disappointed. Apparently he was not in shock because of Elijah's oiled face, but rather because of allegations about a very close scene between Evan and Elijah in the garage there. "Where's Bang Wi?" He asked again, merely diverting his raging feelings - all probing.

Elijah just glanced towards the garage.

Ardian smiled faintly, relief implied on his handsome face that seemed to be calm. "Who else is it?" the match went deep.

"Igun," Elijah answered briefly.

Ardian's smile grew wider. He held out a pizza box towards Elijah, "Can you hold this for a second?" his tan gently persuaded.

Elijah held out the tray he had been holding since, hinting that Ardian should put the pizza box on it.

Ardian put the pizza box carefully, then wiped the oil stain on Elijah's forehead with his thumb.

Elijah bowed while covering his smile.

Evan and Igun simultaneously muttered inside the garage.

Unable to clean the black stain on Elijah's forehead, Ardian then took down the fruit basket from his hand, pulled the sleeves of his expensive shirt and sacrificed it as a rag.

Bang Wi and Evan exchanged looks.

Igun glanced at the two in turn.

Simultaneously, a black sports motorcycle entered the grounds and slipped between Ardian's car and Evan's. Following then a Lamborghini Veneno red scarlet colored behind him.

All eyes simultaneously turned to the grounds.

The motorbike sport rider turned out to be the Young Master from a Javanese noble family, Vishnu Aditya-Innu.

Innu lowered his helmet and turned to the newly arrived Lamborghini Veneno with his eyebrows, Martin Hernandez exiting the luxury car with his nose looking up.

"Buck!" Evan and Igun again muttered.

Ardian sighed thinly. Both of his shoulders hang loose.

Bang Wi groaned and shook his head. "Gua kaga follow by, ah!" he muttered helplessly.

"It's not been a day" muttered Evan fed up. "Your house is a rogues' nest!"

"Jan forgot the insistent greeting that Leah brought here!" burmbur Bang Wi glared at Evan.

"Who's name, anyway?" Igun interrupted while frowning. "El, what's Lea?"

"Elly!" evan answered a little cynically. "Ellyas Pical!"

Igun and Bang Wi again chuckled. Then look back out.

Innu and Martin started to mock each other.

"Looking aside the rich man will pass by," Martin snorted as he brushed Innu's shoulder to the side.

The hun-like-shoulder-haired Japanese samurai warrior had not even gotten off his motorcycle. He stuck his leg into the alley blocking the road. "Young Master is sore," always snorted back.

Martin kicks Innu's leg and the two begin to brawl.

Elijah groaned and twirled his eyeballs with a look of disgust.

Ardian leaned over to grab his fruit basket, then pulled Elijah into the garage, greeted by the hostile gazes of Igun and Evan. Ardian spontaneously blinked and froze. "Sori—" she stuttered.

"Gosah apologized," Evan cut out quickly, then glanced at Ardian's hand that held Elijah's wrist. "It's gone shit!"

Elijah pulled his hand from Ardian's grasp and turned towards his uncle.

His uncle looked away while pouting, "The cave doesn't follow! The cave doesn't follow!" it was a murmur that only Elijah could hear.

"I don't know if you're here, too," continued Ardian trying to improve things by creating a little sketch that suddenly crossed his mind. "So I just brought a little.." he glanced up at the pizza box in Elijah's tray.

It could be right. thought Evan who could read the falsehood of the elegant handsome guy—'s pleasantriesor rather the elegant liar. "Alus!" his satire melengos.

Igun clenched his mouth hiding a smile, while grunting as well.

In the next instant, Martin and Innu charged towards the door with a scramble.