Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-4
Hello, Bang Ijong!
Do you know the song Steelheart, She's Gone?
Well, the song is very suitable to describe the figure of Bang Ijong.
Lho?
That song is meant for women?!
Dengerin first!
The author wants to sing!
Oh, my gosh…
Sis Gon. 🎵.
She's Gone, Thor.
Continue no, is it?
Love it, Thor!
Sis Gon. 🎵.
Gondrong base.. oh... Ijong.. 🎶.
Oh-so, that Sis Gon means base gondrong? Say dong, from tomorrow!
Why is this talking about songs, anyway?
Kan, the musician!
So then…
Who is Jhonny Idris?
That's definitely the name of the studio.
It was in that small studio that Devian and Elijah were struggling all the time, struggling and continuing to learn to make their big dreams come true. Together with Juna Lubis and three other personnel, assemble togetherness, gain harmonization, string tone by tone, word by word, verse by verse, verse by verse, until the creation of a song that will send them to the entertainment stage as the main capital. It is being carried by them every day.
Do they never feel tired?
Tired, bored, caught off guard, even frustrated and desperate. Even innumerable moods and personal problems, to the point of saturation, can have a huge impact on work.
Everyone, anyone in this world, would experience a fall-wake and reach a saturation point, even for a small thing. No one can control the tides of life. Even those who have reached the top.
Especially those who are amateurs.
Although it has potential, Babylon the Great also has many shortcomings, weaknesses and limitations. Only, they did not give up. Especially until they stop working.
Sometimes they might stop, just to pull over for a moment and then come back and walk again.
Getting rid of yourself and resting, sometimes necessary to recuperate.
However, they still support each other, fill each other, perfect each other, and cover each other's shortcomings. Because that is the true purpose of living in groups and colonies.
It is not easy to unite the heads of several people without understanding each other.
And none of them understood why the studio was named Jhonny Idris, except Jordan Lubis and Juna Lubis.
Jhonny Idris again!
But, yes, I forgot.
Yes, it continues…
"Go home first!" Elijah said goodbye to Devian after taking all his personal belongings from the concert venue that had been transported first in Juna's car to the studio after the performance yesterday afternoon.
Nah, right? Just go on, I want to go home!
Jordan Lubis, the senior handsome longsong guy who was cleaning the waiting table of customers in the front yard of the studio, immediately interjected while tracking his waist, his hand holding a napkin, "New also nyampe, huh?"
"Come, see! Is it the cave Malih?" Elijah straight up.
There's no horror!
Padahall owned the studio ten years older than him. Although still handsome.
His sister, Juna Lubis is even more handsome. His name is Arjuna. She is five years older than Elijah— and Evan Jeremiah. But Juna is famously judes-arogan and has a spicy mouth. Sometimes he is called Judas.
"What time are you back, Malih?" Devian.
Elijah glared at him now. "The new cave can come out after dinner" he cried half growling. Dinner at his house has become a kind of conscription for Elijah. It's like a worship schedule. He can't avoid it.
After glaring at Devian, Elijah immediately rushed out the gate without turning his head again, the usual terminal majors passing in front of his house were passing in front of the studio.
Time had already shown twelve noon when they reached the studio. And Elijah can't stand to sleep fast.
But as soon as he got home, his father confronted Elijah on the front porch while scattering signs that the middle-aged businessman was not open for negotiation.
"The motor's breaking down, Dad!" elijah. "I'm a kemaleman on the street."
His father groaned while twirling his eyeballs. Then a short snort and sigh. Not believing in Elijah's reasoning. "You're punished, you can't go out for a week. It starts tonight!"
"But, Dad... This malem I have a practice!" elijah Protest.
"Tonight you should have started studying hard, soon after the end of the semester exam! Still want to go to school, huh?" His father glared impatiently.
"No," answered Elijah—gak.
His father immediately fell silent. His facial expression was unsightly.
Elijah doesn't want to know. He was really tired and very sleepy. By dragging his steps and also his guitar hardcase, Elijah glanced past his father while bowed, taking the stairs to his room on the second floor. His shoulders hang limp on his side.
His father punched the girl on the back with the intensity of a stare that could burn, his forehead creaking between concern and annoyance.
Elijah could feel the old man's gaze burning on his back. But he didn't look.
He went into his room, took his backpack down from his back, stripped his jacket and took off his shoes, then left it all to the corner of the room. Then rush to bed without washing hands, washing feet, and washing your face.
A virgin kid is so dirty!
He was too tired to do everything.
Not for a minute, the girl fell asleep. And just woke up at five in the afternoon.
He went down to the last dining room wearing only shorts and a special kutung-suit-suit of the rebahan— to convince his father that he would not go anywhere anymore.
His three brothers, Keith, Noah and Norah, looked at Elijah with haunted faces.
Surely they were all "talking" with Daddy, Elijah thought he was intrigued.
In this house, there is a strict rule where if one of your brothers makes a mistake, all can be punished.
The rules were actually made so that they could monitor and remind each other. But what happened was just the opposite. They usually cover each other's faults so as not to be punished.
So.. once something is discovered, everyone is invited to "talk."
"Conversing" with their father, is tantamount to a domestic criminal trial, with their father as the judge.
Elijah smothers his mouth withholding laughter, then pulls the chair beside Norah.
The youngest daughter of the van Allent family who is familiarly called Ayang was glaring at Elijah with a look of annoyance.
From under the table, Keith kicked Elijah's shins with the tip of his shoe.
Only Noah van Allent never showed emotions of disappointment or judgment even though most often affected by the faults of his brothers, even though he himself almost never made a mistake.
Want to know Elijah's call to Noah?
Aye! Such was Elijah's affectionate call to his younger brother.
And vice versa. The two of them called each other like that.
Different from Keith. Elijah's call to Keith was Beb-so was the opposite.
And…
Especially for the youngest, they all called him Ayang, including their father and everyone who knew Ayang. But, of course Ayang did not call so on the contrary to everyone.
Eleven-year-old, but his behavior is like a toddler.
Noah— instead, was thirteen years old, but his behavior was like that of a thirty-year-old adult man.
Same with Keith. Keith was eighteen-years-old - the same as Devian. Her body was large and stocky, but her behavior was like that of a ten-year-old girl.
And. Elijah—you know, lah-contrary to Keith, his behavior is like a boy of Keith's age.
Conceivably?
Better not!
The situation of this family is unimaginable.
What about their father?
The Koen van Allent.
It could be anything!
Sometimes the judge is so cruel, sometimes overprotective mother, sometimes like a priest, sometimes like a police officer, but sometimes a very good teammate. Good listeners, cool friends, and invincible enemies.
Anyway perfect!
Want to know, how Elijah nicknamed him?
Old Boyfriend!