Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-8

The man was wearing a shiny black wearpack with gray white stripes that was attached snugly to his field chest and looked alluring at his slender waist.

The glistening sunlight reflected the golden color of her honey-brown hair, refracting her face that turned back against the light, making her figure appear radiant and extremely mesmerizing, like emerging from a dream, as an embodiment of the imaginary figure of every woman.

Elijah blinked to make sure it wasn't a delusion, but no matter how many times he did it, the figure remained there as proof that it wasn't a delusion.

It's real!

That guy's here!

And the man was staring at her now— was really looking at her.

Their views meet.

And locked.

The air in Elijah's lungs rippled out.

Yeah, God…

Aunt Aria was right, he thought.

"God never wastes everything, even the little things."

God sent him here not to keep him away from this man, but to bring them together.

The Lord answered my prayer, Elijah was amazed. It's clearly a miracle!

"Please teach me the pounding of the cave, Van!" Uncle Elijah's voice made the man turn away from Elijah.

Elijah was still stuttering, unable to take his eyes off the man's face.

"Teach what, you?" Next to the man's eyebrows raised high.

"Teach fist!" Uncle Elijah rebuked him. "Pake nanya.." he said.

The man turned his face again at Elijah, scrutinized the girl from top to bottom, then went back up-to her face.

Elijah blinked and smiled nervously. Heart's pounding.

The man suddenly groaned while twirling his eyeballs. "Yailahhh, Wi. doi is still a boy. Lu, who really is, Wi?!"

Buseh! Elijah's smile disappeared. Did he say? Still kid?

Satan very, man.

Uncle Elijah spontaneously brought the guy's temple and nagged, "It's precisely because doi is a boy, so the cave asks you to teach," he said half growled. "You're so good, you've won a lot!"

The guy frowned while rubbing his temple.

"De, know!" Om Wi turned to Elijah, "It's Evan" he said, patting Evan on the shoulder. Then turned to Evan while tightening his jaw, "Kuyuk," he growled. "Know, this is Lea!"

The guy looked at Elijah and did not regret it. "Have you ever brought a trail?" ask her frankly.

Elijah shook his head.

"Can I have a motor?" ask Evan again.

Elijah nodded again.

The guy again groaned and growled towards Om Wi. "This is the name is not racing, Dwiiiii, but momong!"

Elijah bought it offended, a little offended by his words.

It turned out that in his eyes, Elijah was just a boy!

This man is more desperate than Juna Lubis, Elijah thought.

"Nyeloncong, Son of Satan!" Om Wi menoyor temple Evan once again. "Who-dwi…"

Emang! Elijah assented in his heart.

"Yes, Uncle!" yelled Evan while raising his head avoiding the Om Wi toyoran. "Now uncle mending home, gih!" taunted. "It's the clock of the young man."

"B a b i," grumbled Om Wi while whining, then returned to his motorcycle. "Gua go home first, De!" he said to Elijah. "You need a place for demon children" he added, pointing at Evan with his mouth.

Both of Elijah's eyes spontaneously rounded. "They want to stay at Om's?" the tananya half squealed.

"Where else do you want? Kaga there's a bad guy!" said Om Wi while glaring at Evan.

"Why say no one's angry?" sergeant Evan. "Mom's here in the cave fight!" haughtiness while patting the chest.

No wonder, anyway! Elijah confessed it in his heart.

Elijah did not laugh. His attention was already not focused on Om Wi's talk. Hearing the man of his tribe will live in a house with him, no matter how to make his heart flowery. Feelings explode. It feels like getting a raffle.

Kind of got money shocked!

Ah, her heart cheered. God is so good!

That's human. Praising God for joy, grumbling when in trouble. But it's still better than forgetting him at all.

Not infrequently successful people feel their success is obtained because he is great.

Author is a sermon!

Where did you get to?

Ah, yes.that's her-money shocked.

Elijah could not describe his joy. The author also does not.

Anyway so!

"Titip ponakan cave, tuh! Look out, jan digalakin!" Om Wi told Evan before turning his motorcycle, then passed from there.

"Lewerrr, old man!" rutuk Evan while kicking the rear tire of the Om Wi motorcycle.

Silence ambushed Elijah after the departure of Om Wi. His heart was pounding again, and it automatically made him suddenly clumsy and misbehaving.

But Evan's question then leaves Elijah limp.

"Lu'm sure pen learned this?" ask Evan while glancing towards his motorcycle. His facial expression showed that he was not sure. More precisely a little reproach.

If I can be honest actually Elijah himself is not sure either. But there's no way he's saying that what he wants is this rider, and not to be a racer.

Well, thought Elijah. What matters is that he's here, right?

Evan examined the girl once more, from top to bottom, then up again. "How tall are you?" He asked again.

"Hundred-five five," Elijah replied as he looked at Evan a little shyly, but not visibly helped by his distinctive face.

Evan raised his eyebrows, stood on his motorcycle, stepped down, then approached Elijah while combing his hair with his fingers. His gaze could not be separated from Elijah.

Elijah nibbled on his lower lip while bowed. But Evan's next words made the girl spontaneously look up.

"Bongsor is also you yes," said Evan. "It's still esempe!"

"The cave is an esema!" spray Elijah while glaring.

The guy folded his hands in front of his chest, his eyebrows interlocked. "Then' anyway?" tanyanya could not believe it. He leaned over and pushed Elijah's shoulder slightly and scrutinized the girl from front to side, then back. Like someone who was examining a mannequin doll to assess the clothes she was wearing.

Yes, Lord, Elijah cried in his heart. This guy is not polite!

With a slight frown, Elijah pressed his shoulder to pull Evan's hand over.

The guy folded his hands again, but still slightly bent. "Let's tell you, yes," he warned, "This engine is different from an esempe child motor machine."

"Ezema's boy!" elijah Correction.

"Ah, same thing!" Evan insists. "This is the engine of this motorbike, not as successful as children's and women's motorcycles."

"That's it, you want what not to teach in the cave?" Elijah asked frankly.

Evan was silent. Next to his eyebrows raised high.

Elijah glared at him with his mouth clenched. Do not think because the cave likes you, you can continue to arbitrarily the same cave, growled Elijah in the heart.

"Remain sure, won't mrs?" Evan asked again. His expression was still uncertain.

Ah, ah! inner Elijah was impatient. He puffed his cheeks while twirling his eyeballs with a look of disgust. Mostly advertising!

Evan suddenly grabs Elijah's wrist and pulls him violently. His facial expression changed rapidly. "Don't cry you, huh?" ketus.

Yes, Lord, lament Elijah in the heart. How many minutes.it feels like the cave has been pegel ati!

"Damor!" evan orders while nodding towards his motorcycle.

Elijah hesitated for a moment.

"Y!!!" Evan urges Elijah and pushes his waist. You could say almost tore it.

Why can the cave be the same as that, anyway? Elijah is frustrated.