Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-40
"Who... Je?" A handsome journalist with curly hair waves of a boat greeted Evan half interrogating.
Another 4G bloke that naturally keeps Elijah from blinking.
"Yes," Evan replied briefly with a wide smile that was clearly contrived. Then he greeted the journalist.
"I'm Eclipse" the handsome journalist introduced himself, "Call me Nana."
Feel familiar?
Sure was!
A loyal reader of the work of the Fucking Writer is certainly no stranger to this one character. Handsome guy hot thumb level fifteen who often appears in the comments column with a series of blasphemy words—only in the work of the Author Fuck—not in the work of another Author, nicknamed the metalhead motherfucker limited edition, a thick companion of other 4G Guys who often become the protagonist-Last of Spell.
Ordinarily…
Where there is Dusk, there is Eclipse.
Don't ask if Last Dusk will also appear in this story!
See later, will the character of Last Dusk be useful here?
The author doesn't know either!
Back to the groove…
"This is Celine Maria," Eclipse added as she swung her thumb towards her beautiful companion who did not stop smiling and did not blink staring at Evan-like Elijah who did not blink glaring at the Eclipse. "Call for Maria Cici."
Suddenly Evan and Elijah blinked and exchanged glances in a gesture warning each other.
It seemed like the appearance of this pair of creatures called Media Partners could destroy both pairs of bastards in just a matter of seconds.
The only 4G guy, the other crazy fan Evan Jeremiah.
The war is about to begin!
But bo'ong.. 😝.
The eclipse smiled and glanced at Elijah with the intensity of the gaze between awe and curiosity. "This one…"
"He's a racer too" Evan introduced Elijah to the two reporters. "Still beginners. But the only female racer in our club" she said, embracing Elijah's shoulder and patting the girl's arm. "Our de-adean," he added.
Elijah's smile disappeared. The ade-adean? it's in the heart. I've been living apparently this one shucks!
"Talent potential?" praise the Eclipse while researching Elijah from top to bottom, then back up-to his face, and smiling full of veiled mode.
"Yep!" Evan responded with a big smile—his inner jaw marks tightened. Potency! Potency! it's in the heart. Where are your eyes, A n j i m ? "Potentially.." he muttered repeating the word Eclipse in a hanging tone—call it a fake!
Mensana in corpore sano-Music to there song to sono.
Lah?!
What kind of sick bastard writer?
Author rapopo.. 🤧.
What sick handsome Bang?
Hot? It's chilly? A runny? Puyengs? Brain cramp? Firefly eyes? Ant-footed? Stomach keyuukan?
Hold still…
It's a disease, what's the farm? How come, all the fireflies, ants, and kuyuk-kuyuk are there?
It was Bang Wi's affectionate call to Evan.
You know what, kuyuk?
That dick?
Baby entog?
Bad huh, Bang Wi?
Handsome people are called kuyuk? Why not call an ambulance?
Author angot, Bestie!
Back to Si Kuyuk—meaning Handsome Bang!
Knowing other handsome men who are of course older, glanced at Elijah who he said was still the boy, not good to make Evan suddenly fire beard even though at that age he had not grown a beard. Instead of being stubborn, he focused his attention solely on the interview. "We talked there!" he said pointing to a bench under a palm tree that Innu had originally occupied, then pulled Elijah with a slight rough jolt around the girl's neck - arguably almost strangling her.
Elijah wavered as the man rubbed a glimpse of his face silently.
"It's still a little boy's idea" whispered Evan in Elijah's ear half growling.
Elijah pouted straight away.
"Sit down!" Evan invited his two guests while pointing at a wooden bench with a round table in front of him. "You want a coffee pesen?" He offered.
"Can!" the word eclipse is almost at the same time.
"OK," said Evan quickly. "Please pick up coffee for our brother" he asked Elijah.
The eclipse groans silently.
Cici Maria smiled—also quietly.
Elijah glanced at Evan, while the guy smiled faintly at a glance.
Wuaaaaahhhh.. They are all acting heroes, huh?
So remember the song Mas Casino-Singing Code!
What year is the author, anyway? How about the song Mas Casino?
Author lahiran ninety-Before AD.
As long as Elijah ordered the coffee, Cici Maria knew she was sitting sweet on the side of Bang Handsome.
Fucking woman! Elijah growled in his heart. So I decided not to go back to them. With a look of annoyed face, Elijah turned his body-kalo using a motor approximately directly stoppie or sliding. Turn their backs and rush to the circuit with five wide-tooth steps.
"Missen van Allent." Evan growled in a warning tone.
Elijah just stopped-stoppie again! But not immediately look. Just grunting while twirling his eyeballs with a look of disgust.
"Kom hier back-to-back here," Evan's instructions in a minor-alternate tone Evan who became Vocal Growl.
Ciye, has started a profession... Gender, for a long time!
Jiah!
The author is impatient to make "Special Edition of PKI Mothers."
"Je bent ziek, jongedame!- You're sick, Young Miss!" Evan reminded—more precisely menacing. "Moe van het leven, he?- Is tired of living, huh?"
Elijah spontaneously twisted his body while poking at his smile covering in fury. Then walk across the grass field towards the coffee table under the tree with heavy-tooth steps one.
Eclipses and the Cici Maria exchanged glances, perhaps they wondered, where did these two strange creatures actually come from? Where is the natural habitat? Then the two smiled at Elijah.
The girl sat on the side of Eclipse— opposite Evan and Cici Maria.
What a terrible formation!
Shortly afterwards, Mang Wawan appeared carrying a tray containing two cups of coffee, approaching them with a friendly smile.
Eclipse and Cici Maria again smiled clumsyly, this time addressed to Mang Wawan
"You're in the competition, too, Miss.." The eclipse began its aggression, while Cici Maria interviewed Evan.
"El," cut Elijah quickly. "Call me, El!"
"El?" The eclipse nodded while smiling knots. "A unique name" he praised without taking his eyes off the girl.
Evan glances at a glance through the corner of his eye unnoticed by anyone but Elijah.
Elijah smiled clumsily at the Eclipse, pretending not to see Evan's deadly glare. What kind of fucking cue is that? he thought he didn't understand.
"Ehm, El?" The eclipse cleared its throat and smiled back at Elijah. "You'll be in the competition later?" repeat it again.
"No!" Evan.
Eclipse and Elijah spontaneously turn to Evan.
Cici Maria flabbergasted.
"He's preparing for the Classic Racing competition again" Evan—!
"Classic Racing?" Elijah growled at Evan with his eyes squinted.
Evan spontaneously frowned, biting his lower lip while turning his face in any direction avoiding Elijah's gaze. Oh, sekate-kate! his mind as he patted his own mouth— scolded himself.
The Classic Racing competition will be held after the completion of the Grass Track Event. And that means two more weeks.
Elijah doesn't know yet!
Well, after this interview session, it looks like Bang Handsome is endangered.
"Furthermore on that!" evan said quickly, shifting his focus back to Cici Maria.
Elijah snorted and tightened his jaw, then swung one of his legs under the table, kicking Evan's shins silently.
Evan groaned silently, twisting his eyeballs silently.
Next chapter, please get this damn reporter out of the story completely! pinta Evan to Author.