Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-50

Just as they were about to return to the circuit, Evan was forced to take off his butututu motorcycle due to the insistence!

The reason for this is quite clear because of the damn hairdo that was forced to be discussed at length for the sake of "achievement" the number of words.

Now a couple of bastards who have never existed in the world of any bucino novel among normal writers, already perched in the Buggatti Veyron Super Sports.

Damn, right?

This dickhead oil straw turned out to be a kind of rich young master in the class of Raden Wisnu Aditya and Koko Martin Hernandez. Even Ardian Kusuma!

"Laen time jan nakutin I'm on it again you, huh?" cerocos Elijah when Evan starts the machine.

"Why?" Evan glanced at Elijah while smiling mischievously. "Lu the romance is disappointed not to be a cave use?"

"She!" Elijah spontaneously pervades. "Satan very much you!"

Evan chuckles and rolls his car out of the yard.

Shortly after, the luxury car was already hurtling down the highway to the circuit.

The atmosphere in the car felt like-again-again-in the church. The playlist of the dickhead boy's music contains the Hillsong Worship collection.

That moment together was a little not funny.

Each of the bastards shriveled due to the "slime" thrown from the song that Evan played.

Reaching the circuit parking lot, Evan turns off his music player and car engine, but does not immediately move from his place.

Cellphone's clinking.

He pulled out the phone, opened the incoming message and read it for a while. Then chuckle and shake. Then type something and thrust his phone at Elijah. "Temen you're asking for treatment, nih!" said. "The disease is getting worse."

Elijah was flabbergasted and read the message Evan— was trying to show on behalf of Devian Bernhard.

"Honorary, Everlasting Community Chairman Flower Street-Bung Evan Jeremiah. We, the entire Babylonian Great family, ask you to return immediately, our personnel, sisters, friends and lovers, Eleazah van Allent, to their natural habitat for cultivation as they should. Before and after, our family thanked us!"

That's the fucking message Devian sent.

Under him, Evan replies, "And our sect says: BODO VERY MUCH!"

Elijah hissed laughing while holding his stomach, then returned Evan's phone while still chuckling.

Evan had already stopped laughing, he glanced at Elijah with a serious expression. "How much is your phone number?" tanyakanya.

Elijah mentions his phone number while Evan starts typing and saves it.

"Ntar if you want to go home to the cave for a minute!" the message—more sounds like a command compared to a message. "And.." he hung up his sentence, turned once more towards Elijah, and fell silent, looking at the girl for quite a long time with an expression that seemed to be thinking out loud.

Elijah looked back at him with his eyebrows intertwined.

Evan cleared his throat and turned his face away, then took off the silver necklace with its cross - of course - Elijah remembered very much as the first impression in which he viewed Evan as a responsible man - holding up his cross, when he first saw the man in front of the billiard building.

The guy now puts the necklace around Elijah's neck.

Now it is Elijah who must take responsibility - carry his cross!

By the way...What do you mean, right? Elijah wondered in his heart-a little bit of a kegeeran, while he bowed to his smile, slightly blushing, with a thin touch of red hue on his face.

"Well," said Evan after finishing tightening the hook. "Now." he smiled briefly and raised one hand on the side of his face, brandishing two fingers—his index finger and pinky, forming a metal symbol. "Udah metal," he said-not metal.

Elijah put on his smile and fell back down. So this is about looks? thought sour.

Silence ambushed them for a moment.

Till…

"OK," said Evan, sighing without looking at Elijah, he unlocked and stepped out. Then he turned around his car, rushed to the passenger door and opened it for Elijah.

Everyone around them stared at the two.

"Please the car where are you?" kosmar half-murmured as her eyes scrutinized the Buggatti Veyron Super Sports that Evan had brought.

Evan leaned his body towards KoMar, bringing his mouth closer to the man's ear while grinning, "In your garage!" whispered.

Martin Hernandez bought it.

Evan chuckled as he moved aside and wrapped his arm around Elijah's shoulder.

"Pharaoh!" dengus Innu's.

Innu meant, "Ade was gilded as well!"

Pharaoh when begeto—ade himself married too.

Such was his early history, the origin story, where Evan The Chairman of Everlasting Flower Street earned his new title—FIRAUN!

Since then, Evan began to be nicknamed Pharaoh in almost all places in the city of Jakarta.

Try that!

As soon as I'm talking about it, the Fucking Writer.

Does Evan care?

Reaching backstage, Evan and Elijah are greeted by the cynical gazes of Juna Lubis and Ardian Kusuma.

Juna looked at the high-collared white blouse Elijah wore with a sour face, while Ardian Kusuma stared at the necklace of silver-horned crosses on Elijah's neck.

Wanda and Jimmy glanced at Evan's hand that was coiled around Elijah's shoulder, and exchanged glances with Teak.

Elijah glanced at Evan with an agitated look.

The bastard pretended not to see. He glanced at Ardian through the corner of his eyes and smiled silently.

Devian looked around and cleared his throat to realize the situation, "Five more minutes," he told Elijah. Trying to melt the atmosphere.

"Sori, opening—"

"Safe!" cut Devian while linking his thumb and index finger to form the letter O. "The opening was a cave performing solo."

The others are just pouting.

Devian kicks Evan's heel without his friends knowing.

Evan smiled as he rolled his eyeballs in any direction, avoiding Ardian's gaze. Then he looked down at Elijah. "Oh, yeah--honey!" he said free writing. "I live.. gapapa, right?"

Elijah spontaneously glanced with a non-stretched t o l o l expression.

Devian immediately rebuked in response to the behavior of the bastard. From Elijah's face, Devian could already guess the bastard was improvising.

Ardian can't read that. And it wasn't just a Friday he knew a bastard named Evan Jeremiah. He took Evan's words seriously and as a result he is now starting to baper.

And worst of all, Juna Lubis is much more baper either because of wrong eating or wrong taking drugs.

Maybe Juna Lubis has finished taking mosquito repellent!

What is clear, Juna's attitude throughout the day makes Elijah inexhaustible.

Elijah does not deny that the charm of Juna Lubis ever conquered him in the past, long before he met Evan.

But as it is written in his diary…

Arjuna— is listed on the top-of-Cowok 4G list: Gondrong, handsome, genius.. fierce--in brackets—gak friendly!

Please underline—gak friendly!

Not friendly means never interacting, never giving hope, never!

Why is he now acting as if something is cracked but not glass.

Something was broken but not broken.

Some are crumbling but not a cake resresan lebaran.

Meanwhile, Evan who was trying to fulfill his promise to himself—acted shamelessly, as much as possible launching his evil plan in front of Ardian. "You need something, I'm on pit lane, yeah!" he said to Elijah.

Elijah spontaneously frowned. "Lu didn't race?" tanyanya surprised.

"No," answered Evan still sweet-ass. "You're here. Not at the finish line!"

Astajim! peeker Elijah in heart. What kind of a handsome fuck is this sick?