Reliable Vs Girl Hijab
The King of the Streets

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"Well remember coming home, Jati?" tanya Thomy, with a cold and firm voice.

"Wouldn't Papah ask Jati to come home, if Papah doesn't ask Jati to come home then Jati won't come back to this house anymore either," reply men look random no less cold than the Papah.

"What is this like the answer of a child, to his parents when asked? Papah asks you to go home because you want to repent and start thinking about your future, now you are an adult and not a child anymore. Want until when you like this continue, live urakan like never educated and schooled." Thomy continues to try to advise the son whose life has been very difficult to direct, even the school was not willing to have students like Jati. Not because of what the young man was, at school instead of learning even seductive girl students, it was so he almost never did the task. He came to school just to sleep and invite other friends to skip. The influence of Teak for his friends is very bad.

The school has even tried to advise Jati gently, carefully and try to dig out how to make Jati want to learn without any lazy words. Even the school has provided an opportunity to improve themselves by staying in school for up to two years.

However, Jati is notya take advantage of the policy of the school, the man is actually increasingly becoming, and increasingly trying to make motorcycle gangs, which aim to seek pleasure and attention, he said, what will happen outside the house will never matter. Most importantly in his life he can be happy, free living without rules, both at school and at home. Until the third year where he should have entered third grade and soon graduated from school. However, the school that could no longer advise Jati immediately took it out. The opportunity had been given for two years, but the man was unwilling to make good use of it.

Even when the school took him out, he was not sad, he was happy, and his wild life grew. Until now his age has grown up just as if he has no desire to live a normal life, and help the company of the papah, he is actually increasingly rarely at home, he is, and if reprimanded then the man has a thousand replies to make his interlocutor can not force him to live a normal life, even if it's his parents. As he is today, there is always a way to convey his thoughts that he thinks are most correct.

Teak raised his face confidently, and looked at the papah who was very clear from the look in his eyes that the middle-aged man was holding back his anger.

"Open indeed Jati so far never get lessons at home or in school. At school they just do their job, and Papah and Mamah Takya have been busy with work?" tanya Jati with her lips raised, shows a smile of satisfaction, especially after seeing the face of the papah back reddened.

Plakkkp... Thomy, who had exhausted her patience with her first child, gave a hard slap right on the left cheek of the son.

"Bah, do not get rich gini, how Jati would like to feel at home if Papah always scolded Jati." Iren tries to hold the husband so as not to do what will actually make Jati even harder.

"Braven you, it's true that I let you live outside the house. Delinquents like you don't deserve this house." Thomy ignored the words of the wife and instead returned to expel her child.

Jati smiled back cynically. "Jati also actually does not want to go home, if not for still respecting Papah and Mamah, Jati would not be here at this time. Thank you for making this house never comfortable."

"Daddy, where else are you going. Come on, your teak has grown up, you still want to play around. You are also the first child you should think about your future, and help the family business. Forgive your Papah, Papah will not do that if you obey." Iren tried to follow the son to the front yard of his house. Hoping that the son would not leave his mansion again. And set a good example for his two younger siblings.

"I'm sorry Teak, Mah. Jati is not a good boy as Mamah and Papah expected, Jati is just a delinquent who wants to live free without this and that rule. Jati pamit first, greetings to Nara and Noah." Without waiting for an answer from the woman who gave birth to him. Teak also immediately pulled the gas of his sports motorcycle that he got from the results of betting wild races.

The man should have been sad because he had been driven out of his house. However, precisely what he felt was the opposite in his heart he actually felt happy, like a body that was detached from the winding of the mine, the tightness he felt was lost again. Actually he misses his two younger siblings, but he has to go back before meeting his two nosy sisters.

The streets of the Capital became a place for him to vent his guilt, and get annoyed at his two parents. Today according to the schedule, he had a wild race with another motorcycle gang leader. However, the man did not he immediately came to the location of the race whose prize was always not small. Teak actually continues to pull the motor gas up to high speed, I don't know how many people who cursed him because he who brought the motor like had nine spare lives only.

He kept driving his bike until I knew where. The important thing is that he followed the road, about where he is now is not a problem for the owner of the full name Alfa Jati Prayoga who has been the king of the street since three years ago.

"Well... This is why?" muttered Teak who was enjoying the cool breezy streets suddenly the iron horse he was riding just slowly slowed down and died.

Her jet eyes were fixed on the fuel needle that turned out she forgot the contents of the gasoline.

"Damn it, why can I forget about the gas anyway?" as the handsome man put it, his hand immediately reached into the pocket of his pants and jacket.

"My apes, why don't I bring a wallet. How to try a way to fill gasoline, where nights like this quiet streets and gasoline abis already so do not carry a wallet and cell phone also out of nowhere."

Teak scratched his head which suddenly felt itchy, and thought hard how he could fill the gasoline, even though he did not bring his wallet and other valuables, he said, which he could sell for money, which he could use to fill up gas. It is impossible to sell a motorbike to buy gasoline.

"It's all because of Papah and Mamah."

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