Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-58s
The afternoon sun dimmed as everyone packed up and got ready.
Everyone gathered in the grounds of a classic Betawi-style house that seemed always comfortable like a grandmother's house, and their separation ended like a family like Lebaran.
When it was his turn to say goodbye to Evan, Elijah tried to make a deep impression through the famous dreadlocks, "Thanks, make his two-week partnership!"
But it all becomes meaningless when you say it in front of the exhaust.
Just imagine you're talking to your bike's tailpipe, "Whisper!" Other than having no effect, it will also only make you feel ridiculous.
Want to know what Evan said to respond to Elijah's phrase?
"Go EFS!" he said as he pointed his index and pinky to form a metal symbol, which inevitably, made Elijah react more ridiculous.
"Buck!" reply Elijah while swinging a fist in front of his face forming the symbol of EFS—hand grip handlebar.
Devian chuckled in response to the two.
"Too the metal symbol stopped that cake, cave out of this band!" kelakar Jati while pointing at Elijah's fist with angry acting, then turned around and slipped into his car-still with angry acting. His friends chuckled as they entered his car one by one.
"Sampe see you next week" whispered Evan as he leaned over Elijah's cheek.
Elijah smiled knotted as he bowed—a little blush. Somehow the words touched his heart, and instantly ignited his dying spirit.
One by one their vehicles finally left the yard, while Bang Wi and Devian also rushed to Evan's car, preparing to visit Galang who was being treated.
Finally.Ilijah thought feeling empty. Gua forgot Evan's number!
"So," said his father, glancing at Elijah, then refocusing his gaze forward. "Which is more dangerous? Racing or moshing?"
"Dad.." Elijah groaned on the front passenger bench.
"Daddy was just asking," his dad always. "Not forbid you!"
Elijah turned to his father with round eyes and mouth.
Keith and Noah exchanged glances in the backseat.
"Je verbiedt het me niet?- You didn't forbid me?" ask Elijah not to believe it.
Keith bought it straight away. "Jan said Holland, please!" erang.
"Wil je dat ik je verbied?- do you want me to ban you?" His father asked back.
"Probeer het niet eens-don't try," said Elijah, smiling broadly.
"Doe het and-then do it!" his father developed a palm on his side of his body.
Elijah flabbergasted his mouth while looking back at the back seat.
Keith and Noah responded by pointing their thumbs.
"Listen, Children!" Koen van Allent. "From now on, other than Norah of course, Dad won't ban you!"
The whole car cheered happily except for Norah.
"Why are people always different?" norah protest.
"That's because you're different, Sweetheart!" their father looked back and smiled at the youngest.
Norah stuck her foot on the floor of the car while she was thumping, while her sisters began scrambling to get their plans across with enthusiasm.
"So.." their father interrupted. "Don't try to disappoint Daddy from now on. Remember that! Daddy's working hard to get you all the best education possible, so promise me that whatever you do won't interfere with your school!" He warned as he glanced at Elijah.
Elijah put on his smile. "I promise, Dad!"
"We too!" timpal Keith and Noah were almost at the same time.
"Away too!" yelled Norah almost crying.
The car chuckled in response.
Noah rubbed the top of his sister's head while laughing. "Be according to your age" he said. "Who knows Dad changed his mind!"
Norah immediately pouted.
Keith and Noah chuckled to his left-right.
Monday is a bad day for some people, especially the author.
Where everyone is forced to wake up as early as possible, pulled from his beautiful dreams to then be faced with the boring reality of it - it was again.
And the Author calls it. World Alarm Day!
But that morning the atmosphere at van Allent's small family dining table felt much fresher than usual.
Each of the children came out of their rooms with a new spirit that radiated the freshness of youth according to their age as it should be - youth as strong as eagles.
Koen van Allent was a little taken aback by the change. Amazing, he thought amazed.
A little forgiveness brings a huge change!
"Alright, enjoy your youth and rejoice!" koen van Allent said after a prayer.
It was the first time Elijah had felt so ready to face Monday, his entire life.
As soon as he entered the school grounds, some flabbergasted people realized his change.
Well, maybe not because of his newfound spirit. More about what is physical. Especially smile!
Well, who does not know that Elijah is famous for the nickname of the Tool-basting Woman of the Mighty Woman which means there is never any sweetness.
He used to appear with arrogant strides and put on a face of war every morning. No smiles, no reprimands. Everyone will be lost without glancing. If anyone gets in the way, "Side!" the grunt was short while uncovering and leaving anyone who was hindering his steps with a flat face, as if the whole path belonged to his ancestor.
Entering the classroom, he would break away in the back corner and remove anyone from his chosen bench. And he never pulled out a notebook all day.
Today, everything looks different!
His pair of eyes flickered as he walked, casting a faint smile all the way down the corridor, then entering the classroom and choosing the seat closest to the teacher's desk, the sacred place he had avoided the most in his lifetime, then took out a reading book.
Silent.
Some girls glanced at him with awkward glances— some looked at him strangely.
It's also good to focus on learning, Elijah thought. That way he could slightly divert the tempestuous impatience. Can't wait for the weekend!
Meanwhile…
In an unnamed modification and tire patch workshop in a corner of Jakarta, Evan also began to get busy with his boring routine, accompanied by his own melancholy music from Letto: Love!
Oh, love.be patient waiting for him…
I don't have it, but I believe love is beautiful…
"Oh! Letoy's song!" tease Igun while laughing.
It was out of Evan's habit.
Usually, every time Igun comes home shopping inner tube, he will be greeted by his rock song Bon Jovi.
This ain't a song for the broken-hearted!
You know, that means?
This is not a song for the broken hearted.
Well, luh!
"Why is that felt?" the Igun's goddamn won't stop.
"Twees tambel your mouth, yes!" spray Evan while brandishing a screwdriver.
Igun is getting rattled. The real diomelin!
In the next instant, a scarlet-red Lamborghini Veneno darted from the corner and stopped abruptly in front of Evan's workshop, leaving a deafening squeaking sound. The driver inside lowered the glass and yelled at Evan-kek a noisier, "Lae! Patch, Lae!"
Evan and Igun were simultaneously flabbergasted.
"B a b i!" evan grumbled as soon as he realized who it was.
Who else owns the red Lamborghini Veneno-kirmizi-Martin Hernandez.