
Innu filled in from the crowd and separated himself from the others. He ordered a cup of coffee and sat pouting on a bench in the yard corner under the tree-whether tree what—Author forgot.
If it's not wrong…
Jamblang tree!
Jamblang tree aka duwet or commonly called guava-rivet-Syzygium cumini is a type of fruit tree from the tribe of guava-jambuan-Myrtaceae.
Yodah—gosah is discussed, Jamblang!
The point is that ngupi under pu'un is indeed the best choice when you are upset.
More disturbing, right, the description?
Back to Innu who is still in shock to see his girlfriend fall unconscious after slamming from his motorcycle. His upset feelings for Evan slightly lessened after a moment of calming down. Instead, he was now annoyed at himself for failing to protect the girl.
When the girl fell…
Shouldn't he be holding her ala bridal?
But why did he leave the girl and let Maha carry her?
You idiot! rutuk Innu inwardly, scolded himself.
Due to being too panicked, he could not think clearly. Instead of helping Elijah, he scolds Evan, humiliating himself in front of everyone.
Ganbatte, Mas Nu!
The author can understand!
Well, actually it's not just Innu who is still shocked to see Elijah suddenly fainted.
Devian also did not think it could happen to his famous duet partner who was the most passionate on the festival stage. Although he already had a hunch— today will be crazy, but that is not what Devian imagined.
It must not be because of the impact on the back of the head or anything, Devian thought. Regular ga moshing to dizziness!
Ga, yes-not-not-not-pronoun from the word no. It's not here short for the word either.
Terms and words in slang today, such as pen-pengin, kek-kayak-pron cak like, or saya-who, and so on, many will be found throughout the novel in this story.
Be understood! The author still has Arab descent—Arab maklom!
Devian smiled faintly and glanced at Evan, then looked at Elijah. "Maenan spul guitar, maenan spul motor" he sneered with a grin.
Everyone laughed in response.
Innu glanced at them with a grim look, as Igun sneaked into the middle of the crowd and thrust a box of green bean milk at Evan.
Evan gave the milk to Elijah with a gentle gaze that was clearly seen filled with attention.
Innu suddenly feels unsure that Evan has no special feelings for Elijah. I like to say, A n j ir ! grunts in the heart.
As if he could feel himself being blasphemed, Evan suddenly sneezed.
Elijah who was sipping green bean milk spontaneously frowned while rewinding his head, keeping his face away from Evan's face without removing the straw from his mouth.
"Who's Maki Bang Handsome?" Evan is slacking on the girl as if all Elijah's fault.
The cave is muji you go on, Bang! It is the light that you are sensitive to, Elijah said in his heart. But not saying anything, just looking at him with cluttered eyebrows.
The guy stared back at him as well with his eyebrows intertwined.
And unwittingly, the two went on a long-shock to become everyone's spectacle.
Devian suddenly wrapped his arm around Evan's neck and pulled the bastard's head close to Evan's, "Well tell me you don't like him?" the whisper was half growling.
Evan grinned while whispering back—also half growled, "Gua pan did not say if the cave does not like," he reasoned. "Gua just said Doi was a kid!"
"Udah is starting to apostatize you yes, same Bang Handsome," Evan threatened among her annoying fake smiles.
Devian replied to him with the same fake smile and again whispered, "Now you turn the boy, no longer Senior Brother," he scorned.
Evan smiled wider and wider at Devian while his feet stomped on the bastard's feet silently with the pressure of collating.
Devian grimaced among his increasingly wide fake smile.
Elijah watched the two while sipping his green bean milk using a straw with a plain facial expression—opposite from before, this time Elijah could not hear the two boys talk even though the distance was relatively close.
A boy of Igun's age approached Evan and interrupted the conversation. "Bang Je, someone wants registration" he said.
Everyone simultaneously turned to the boy, then looked towards the circuit.
A number of dual-sport dirt bike riders flocked into the circuit area.
Elijah frowned and glanced at Evan with a suspicious look.
He said the grasstrack competition doesn't use dirt bikes? Then why are the participants who want this registration on all trail motorcycles? Elijah began to wonder in his heart.
Although different genres, in the eyes of Elijah the dirt bike still looks the same. After all, he still did not understand anything about grasstrack and motocross. But his feelings say something is wrong with Evan's explanation.
"Gi! Moh's!" Evan glanced at Gigi and Bemo with a command gesture, which automatically made the two boys rush to the circuit.
Then everyone followed them, except Evan.
Elijah grabbed the guy's shirt sleeve and held it.
Devian glanced at them and glanced at Innu who had started to move from his stool as he glanced at Evan with a sullen expression, then hurriedly followed the others.
Devian continued his steps and ignored the pair of bastards. Elijah will be fine, he thought calming down. Evan won't leave her!
You sure, Pe?
Yupz!
Devian's willing to bet Evan won't be able to calm down if he has to leave Elijah now.
"Lu has a debt explanation of the same me," growled Elijah to Evan after everyone left, except for Igun's parents of course—they are stall owners. If they leave, who wants to sell? Evan's?
Fucking writers are getting sick!
"What explanation?" Evan turned to Elijah while raising his eyebrows, pretending not to understand.
"Lu said grasstrack doesn't use dirt bikes!" blow Elijah while pinching Evan's arm.
Evan spontaneously turned his face in any direction while scratching the back of his head, hiding an amused smile. This child was not a boy very even though his behavior was still like an esde boy, his mind felt tingled. Can't be booed!
"Lu want to be clear about this. Coach!" sue Elijah while grinding his teeth.
Evan frowned while biting his lower lip hiding a laugh, then sat back down beside Elijah without daring to look at the girl. "Look," he said pretending to be wise while the contents of his head began to think of a new mode.
Simultaneously, Dede appeared to interrupt them. "Bang, there's a media team talking to brother!"
Jiah!
Goddamnit!
Two journalists - a man and a woman - walked towards the shop, smiling broadly and nodding at Evan.
Elijah puffed his cheeks while twirling his eyeballs with a look of disgust. Feeling stung to see Evan's gentle smile aimed at his guests.
One of the reporters was a beautiful woman of about twenty-five, whose smile and gaze could not cover her head - clearly the woman admired Evan.