Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-46
"Yes, know this!" Devian introduces a thin-skinned, white-eyed man with a haircut that is not at all the criteria Elijah's men are looking for. "Oscar Tjang's! Head Event Organizer. Call me, Otjang!"
Oh, thought Elijah. The KoMar horde.
The man also appeared first in the early chapter of—If not mistaken in Verse-2.
Elijah feels familiar. The world of Fucking Writers is really narrow, he thought.
Jati and Juna greet the man alternately with Jimmy and Wanda.
Noah and Keith did not join them. The two brothers left with an audience that was swarming on the edge of the circuit.
Devil boy! thought Elijah growled. He's not here to watch a cave concert. As their brother, Elijah knew exactly their interest in racing. They both must have known from the beginning of this concert for the Grass Track Event, Elijah concluded. The pretext of watching my concert must be just their wits to mgelabuin Bokap. B a b i.
While the chairman of the Event Organizer began to explain the matter... Rundown, Elijah looked at the circuit area to find other figures if not—Evan. His sharp gaze combed the crowd of racers and felt stung upon seeing the figure of Cici Maria in their midst.
Suddenly Devian elbowed him silently, warning the girl to hear Oscar's explanation. "Where are you going?" growled in the low-basic tone of Metalhead!
Elijah put on his smile while looking at Devian with a threatening look.
"Can't you just give it a little attention for something else?" devian growled in his ears.
Oscar Tjang cleared his throat and automatically made Devian and Elijah fall silent.
The four other personnel glanced at them with suspicious gazes.
"In a free practice session, music plays, huh?" obviously Oscar Tjang. Free theme song, which is rock important!"
The metal boys nodded at the same time.
"But try not to metal!" kelakar Oscars.
The children chuckled in response.
"His obligatory song knows, right?" Oscar Tjang asked them.
The kids nodded back
"Yapz," Oscar clapped his hands. "Bohemian Rhapsody from Queen!'
"We Are the Champions!" elijah Correction.
"Ah, yes—that's him!" Oscar Tjang chuckles. "Songs must be performed after the announcement of the winner, when the champion is on the podium. Anybody want to ask?"
"Where's the dressing room?" elijah asked outside of his usual habits.
His friends simultaneously turned their heads with astonished expressions. Hey—this is not a metal concert!
They don't need the black-and-white makeup of the spruce as usual.
"Oh, yeah! I forgot that one of your members is female" Oscar Tjang said, looking at someone and hinting at something.
"Women?" murmured Elijah's friends almost simultaneously.
Elijah bought it.
Oscar Tjang raised his eyebrows and looked around.
Devian laughed at the man, "Kanda, Bang!" said quickly.
Oscar Tjang laughed back. Someone approached him and whispered something. "OK," he said after the man had left. "For the dressing room, I apologize because the place is not adequate, our side can not provide this facility. But, the sponsor is working on a dressing room and break room in this billiard building," he explained, pointing to the building near them.
Jiah! inner Elijah. Poison conch is his business again!
"Wait a minute" Oscar Tjang said as his phone rang. He reached into his pants pocket, pulled out the phone and received a call.
Elijah started working again towards the circuit. Where's Evan, anyway? he thought hopefully worried.
Devian let out a short sigh and approached her, then embraced the girl's shoulder slightly bowed, "Si Evan unplugged from the half-eight ampe now balled back again," he whispered as if he could read Elijah's mind.
"Huh?" Elijah flabbergasted.
"Yes, knowin!" oscar Tjang said to Elijah's friends as he pointed at someone walking towards them. "Here we go to sponsor!"
Elijah and Devian were still prickly when the others had already shaken the hands of the Boss who could buy their heads during this event - completely disrespectful.
"Ah—Nona!" scold Oscar Tjang clumsyly.
Elijah spontaneously stuttered. "So—sori," he said.
"It's sponsor— donor"
"Cococo?" Elijah gasp.
The man called Koko as well as the sponsor donor smiled knot. "So you're the artist?"
Devian snorted in response to the drama. I can bat, ah! grunts in the heart. Of course the man already knew who the artist was! Kan, he asked for it?
Oscar Tjang looked up and frowned. "Ah—" screeches. "I just remembered this Miss has been to Devian nyariin billiards!"
Elijah's friends exchanged glances.
"So what does it mean—Acell?" elijah asked, then pointed to the sponsor banner.
"Ard Cellular—merk trade abal-abal!"
Elijah laughed a little nervously and moved wrongly. His face blushed and blushed.
Devian twirled his eyeballs with a fed up expression. No one can stop her attention from Evan, she thought fed up.
Ardian Kusuma— always managed to make him misbehave.
Teak to the point of frowning watched the behavior of the girl. "Mis-eating this child" he murmured to Juna.
Juna smiled faintly, but her gaze did not shift from Elijah. His face looks grim.
Jimmy and Wanda glanced at Elijah and Ardian alternately. Then glanced towards Juna.
The man turned his face away from Elijah quickly and looked in any direction. Then rush to their car, pull out the stuff while pouting.
Jimmy and Wanda soon catch up, followed by Jati behind them.
"Where's your stuff?" ask Ardian to Elijah.
"Ah, yes!" Elijah stuttered—still a little misbehaved. He turned towards the car and joined the others.
Ardian waited for them along with Devian who was staring cynically in secret. Shortly after, the two led them to the billiard building. And then disappeared for a long time.
Simultaneously, Evan had just appeared in the entrance of the circuit. Roll his motorcycle into the parking lot. Both of his shoulders hung limp on his sides.
Igun looked at the guy with his eyebrows intertwined. "Kok—" he stuttered after Evan joined the parking lot and turned off the engine of his vehicle.
"What's it?" evan asked half-devastated. Trying to keep displaying arrogance as usual. "Cococo?"
Igun scrutinized the guy from top to bottom, then returned to the top—to his face.
Evan has changed his clothes, but not with a wearpack. He was wearing a long-sleeved training suit in gray with black stripes.
"Lu's not racing?" tanya Igun flabbergasted.
"No," Evan replied without interest. He did not look excited even though he was wearing a sports uniform.
"Why?" Igun suddenly lost his spirit as well.
"The sect head, pan?" spray Evan while touching the Igun's ears. "We are the organizers, yes time cave still have to go racing too?"
Igun was instantly silent. Part of him justifies Evan's remarks, but some feel something is wrong. Not about his decision, but about something gnawing at the man from within. Igun was surprised to see the strength of something that attacked Evan.
Evan deteriorated within a span of two hours. In the first hour, he appeared with a bright, vibrant and. In the next hour he was shattered, his face was lethargic and his arrogance was gone.