Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-49
"Whose house is this?" Elijah asked after getting off Evan's motorcycle and setting his feet in the spacious courtyard with an awesome outdoor design, he looked up at the magnificent building like a European royal palace in front of his eyes with a stunned expression.
"The house of the master of the cave" answered Evan lightly. Then he grabbed the girl's wrist again and dragged her into the house.
Elijah stumbled, unable to keep up with Evan's steps.
The atmosphere in the house feels sacred like in a cathedral church.
The interior design of the house looks like a jewelry stone shop and a gem garden. Everything looks clear and shiny.
Instantly, Elijah felt the color of his costume so striking in the middle of the shades of white and clear.
A middle-aged woman was watching them from the second floor with a toned face. Her elegant figure reminds Elijah of a medieval English noblewoman.
"That's the master of the cave" whispered Evan as he pulled Elijah away from the stairs. "Jan looked," Evan warned. "Ntar be your garem pole!"
Buseh! elijah d o n g o. "What the hell are we doing here?" Elijah asked again after they arrived at a room with a modern European-style interior design, which is more correctly called the President Suite Room.
Evan pushed the girl into the middle of the room and sat her down on the bed before replying, "Lu wants the cave to wear," he whispered as he leaned closer to Elijah's face and smiled wickedly.
"Huh?" Elijah immediately paled and stuttered.
"That's right, what do you want?"
"Ng—"
"Lu wear this shirt what does it mean if not menta dipake?"
"Bu—"
"Yes, gua tau you don't like to be considered a boy. That's why you deliberately wear clothes lacking materials so that the world knows if you're not a child anymore!"
"But—"
"Ck, a lot of gibberish, you!" snapping Evan while pulling the tip of his shirt up, then snatch his belt—pretending to open his pants.
Elijah spontaneously shrieked while smothering his face with both hands. "Don't, Bang! Please! The cave is still esempe!"
Evan clenched his mouth holding back a laugh. Then turn around silently and sneak out of the room.
Elijah was still holding on to his face, not daring to open his eyes for a long time. But then it started to feel weird.
He tried to listen.
Silent.
He loosened his hands slightly, then peered through his fingers.
There's no Evan there.
Elijah lowered his hand and looked around.
Evan wasn't everywhere in the whole room.
The man rushed to his sister's room and knocked on the door.
A girl of Cici Maria's age with a speckled oval face like Elijah, with honey-brown wave curls like Evan—Eden Hosea's hair, peeked out with clutched eyebrows.
"So pretty sister today," praised Evan with a plain face.
The girl immediately throbbed with a look of disgust, "There's definitely another wish!" spread it while grunting.
"It turns out that in addition to being beautiful, Sis Eden also has the gift of prophecy," said Evan—.
Meanwhile…
In Evan's room, Elijah has crept all over the place, checking every room in the room, from the living room, the library, and the rest of the room, the mini-bar goes to the bathroom - everything is in one room, and Evan is nowhere to be found.
Where is that Shucks? Elijah did not think.
He's not really a cave make pen, is he?
Maybe he's in a trap again?
Instead of running away, he was amazed by the collection of trophies on the shelf and looked at the rows of photos on the wall that showed Evan at the top of the podium while receiving the trophies.
The sound of someone's footsteps jerked Elijah, and instantly the girl panicked. His eyeballs were fluttering wildly to and fro in search of anything, which could be used as a weapon to pound the head of the bastard's gondrong, if he really did anything brazen.
But when he turned around, his fear exceeded what he had predicted. More than just the threat of abuse is not necessarily true, but the threat of death is very terrible - becoming a pillar of salt.
The tall-faced middle-aged woman with the appearance of European nobility whom Evan recognized as his master was now standing in front of Elijah.
The middle-aged beautiful woman looked at him, and vice versa. Their gazes met unavoidably, and Elijah soon became a pillar of salt.
In the next second, Evan appears alongside Eden Hosea - carrying a high-necked white blouse. I don't know what kind of rhetoric that bastard used to trick his brother until he was willing to give up his expensive clothes.
The bastard smothered his mouth with a fist—hiding an amused smile. Finding Elijah frozen, Evan could guess the two women in his room were looking at each other. "Jan ga said! Jan nengok!" he said through his mouth-without a sound.
Elijah glared at him with a pleading gesture.
Little heart Evan felt unbearable too. But it's not a jerk his name if he doesn't act as jerkily as he can!
Instead of calming Elijah, he provoked his mother, "Jan merciful, Ma!" he said—gak pake laklakan. "That's the guy who loves Evan's heart!"
Elijah spontaneously glared. How, you're not free anyway, A n j i r? it just grumbles in the heart.
Eden Hosea chuckled as he approached Elijah. "It's like our size is not much different" he said as he stretched the white blouse he carried in front of Elijah's chest.
Elijah gulped and smiled clumsily. Then he glanced at Evan.
Eden also glanced towards the guy - it gave a warning.
Evan simultaneously turned around while frowning biting his lips, hiding a mischievous smile. Then rushed out of the room.
Evan's mother came closer after Evan came out.
The feathers of Elijah bristled for a moment.
"Try opening the corset first," the middle-aged woman orders in an unexpected Elijah-very soothing tone.
Elijah's smile spontaneously softened. Hard to believe, her heart. That bastard turned out…
Ah, just cool!
The best bat bye, Handsome Bang!
Five thumbs for Bang Tampan—three thumbs minjem reader whose fingers are thumbs up all!
Uh, ea, eaaa....
Finishing overhauling Elijah's appearance, the two women of different generations then observed Elijah with judging gazes.
Well, actually not much has been changed!
Just coat the top of Elijah who. according to Evan "flatter the sacred" with a white lacy blouse high collared which in the end remains wrapped in a Steampunk-style Gothic Underbust Corset again as it was originally-as a finishing touch. But the impression shown changed drastically. Just the difference of one color, has already changed the overall impression.
"Wait a minute!" muttered Eden. "There is less to it."
"Maybe her hairdo!" mother of Evan.
A few minutes later, the middle-aged woman had already conjured up Elijah's hairdo that Elijah rarely thought of.
Elijah chose a short haircut because he didn't understand this damn hairdo.
The average female-even male Rocker prefers to lengthen her hair, especially metal musicians loaded with hair-waving action. But it becomes useless when one does not understand how to care for his own hair.
Elijah has thick hair hanging curls which some say is a gift. But for Elijah like a curse because at any time his hair will expand like a lion masai. That is why he prefers short haircuts so that he does not have to bother arranging them every time he has to perform on stage.
But this middle-aged woman, indirectly taught Elijah that short hair can even be arranged in such a way just by combing, cooking, or gel support.
This is Rocker's new hairstyle!
About that's how the impression shown from his new hairstyle.