Secret Denis
Fifty

The frenetic night atmosphere in an area that is quite far from residential residents. The streets are deserted because it is not yet used for public has been used by young people to be used as a wild racing arena. That place they feel safe enough from the essence of the apparatus that is always ready to tear apart wherever wild races are held. There is no sense of deterrence even though repeatedly they have to face directly with the apparatus, as if it is a game that challenges the adrenaline they must conquer.

The race had started when Denis parked his bike with the rest of the crowd that night. Before getting off his bike he took off the helmet that was protecting his head. Waving her messy hair and combing with her fingers. Some of the women who passed near him did not stop stealing glances at him. No one would have thought, behind the macho body there is a female soul residing in it.

For a moment he was silent on his motorbike watching everyone who was there in the dimness of the night. Looking for the whereabouts of his friends with his eyes.

"Dennis!" Someone recognized him and approached Denis.

"Where are the others?" ask Denis after pitting each other for their signature greetings.

"There. It's too late for you." The man who greeted Denis pointed with his chin. Then invite Denis to meet their friends. Denis followed the man's steps while putting his hand in his jacket pocket. The night air feels quite piercing the skin.

"Who else is down?" Denis asked when he reached the crowd of his friends, fellow Jack's men.

"Nerrow." Answer one of them. "Lo don't want to come down, Den?"

"Let's not. I want to watch. Where's Jack bang?"

"So the girl. It's there." Denis followed the direction his friend had pointed. Samar can see Jack talking to a woman.

The atmosphere turned boisterous when it appeared that the light of the motor light was getting closer. The deafening roar of the motor engine sounds more and more distinctly heard. Until finally they reached the finish line that has been determined.

The cries of the supporters of each driver were heard blaring amid the atmosphere of the night that was rising in his heart.

The Nerrow motor approached with its roaring voice. Stopped among his friends and got moral support for not being able to win the race this time. A few claps on his shoulder as a sign of encouragement from his friends.

"Dennis. When are you coming?" Jack was among them. A beautiful girl was beside him.

"New aja. Sorry I'm late."

Suddenly there was a commotion from the crowd of people who were partying victory. Everyone's attention was focused on the commotion.

"What the hell is it?" Denis and his friends are curious about what happened.

"We're just going from here. Come on!" Jack pulled his girl's hand quickly towards his bike. The others immediately followed in their chairman's footsteps towards their respective bikes. Immediately leave the place to dodge the ongoing commotion.

Denis didn't want to miss following his friends' motor convoy. As they entered the highway, they encountered several police patrol motorcycles. It turned out that their decision to leave the place was the right one.

They split up to remove traces from police surveillance. After turning around and feeling safe enough, Denis steers his bike to Jack's workshop. Instantly put his motorbike into the warehouse which also serves as the basecamp of Jack's garage.

Not long after that Jack came by piggybacking on his girlfriend. Followed by Nerrow who was also with a girl on his back.

They took their seats after placing their bikes behind the piles of items that filled the warehouse. Nerrow picked up a few cans of soft drink and handed them out to everyone there.

"What's really going on?" Denis asked after sipping his drink.

"Gue doesn't know. But it looks like someone deliberately made a fuss there. Fortunately, we were not involved and left immediately. If not, don't know me." Jack sipped his drink. His face looked quite serious in response to the matter.

"The others are safe?"

"All safe. I've checked." Nerrow raised his phone. Jack breathed a sigh of relief. He then looked towards the girl sitting next to him.

"Nginap is here. It's too late to go home. Nerrow's girl is also rapping." The girl agreed. He then took the girl who was with Nerrow to a room in the corner of the place. There is a shabby mat that can be used as a place where they lie down. Regardless of the men still chatting, they laid their bodies side by side and began to fall asleep.

"Lo's not coming home, Den?" Jack asks who saw Denis fiddling with his phone. While Nerrow without permission immediately disappeared from that place.

"Gak bang. I'm just sleeping here." Denis replied while continuing to check some incoming messages. One of them is from Andre who is Alex's men who are in charge of guarding Alex's house. The man asked for his whereabouts because from the morning there was no home. The man said that Alex ran amok in his room and all the stuff in his room he destroyed.

Just read the message without any desire to reply to it.

See when the message was sent at eight p.m. Some messages Andre has been sending since morning. But Denis has been turning off his phone since morning on purpose.

"Lo where's Den? Why is your phone dead?"

Andre's voice immediately grabbed his ear making Denis grimace a little.

"Boss nanyain lo continue. What am I supposed to say? Hello, Denis!"

" I'm at a friend's house again. Tomorrow home." Denis cut off the phone. Put the phone on the table and he put his back on the couch. His eyes closed and exhaled slowly.

"Lo's not in trouble with Alex anymore, is he?" Jack who noticed Denis couldn't help but ask. Denis didn't change his position.

"Nothing. I'm just sorry to see he's sad like that. I don't know what to do about him." Said slowly.

"Yes.lo is near him."

"Dude.." Denis straightened his body. His eyes opened and looked at Jack. "Lo's men are still looking for Alex's two fugitives?"

"still. You know it. My men are everywhere. Spread all over the place. They can definitely track down Bisma's whereabouts with Tania unless they're undercover. Maybe it's a little hard to recognize, because my men just look at the photos that you love." Jack said at length.

Hearing that Denis back against his back.

Nerrow came with a bag of food. Various kinds of fried foods that are still hot he bought from cart traders who were not far from their workshop. The merchants were selling until the early hours of the morning. He put the food on the table and started eating it.

"Hunger me.." Said without being asked. Denis and Jack take the food he likes and start eating it.

"Boy's boyfriend wasn't called either." Denis said as he glanced towards the restroom where the two girls were.

"No need. They are sleeping. Pity it to be built." The clock already shows the passing figure of one o'clock in the morning.

While not far from Jack's workshop, two men in the car were watching the building where Denis was. One of them is making a phone call.

"......"

"I'm waiting in front of the workshop, sir."

"......"

"Good, Sir. I'll keep an eye on him."

The man hung up his call after listening to instructions from the other end of the phone. Glanced at his friend who leaned his head with his eyes closed. He patted his friend's shoulder until the man jumped in surprise.

"Don't sleep woi..Boss told us to keep an eye on this place. Don't let us lose track again."

"Lo sure it was Icha, the boss's son?"

"Gue sure. I know his face."

"Which one? The girl who came in there was two people. Which one's Icha?" Asked his friend while scratching his non-itchy cheeks. The man who called hit his friend's head slowly.

"Not it ****. Icha that's a big motorcycle in red, not the one with the same hunk."

"Huh? Any timing? Isn't that a guy?"

"Gue forgot you've only had a few months of boss cooperation. The one called Icha, the girl with the look of a guy. I'm also not sure, she's a girl what a guy is?" The man named Ferdi was scratching his head while chuckling. He himself is confused. Although he knew Icha was a woman, he felt faced with a man when he met the boss's son in person.

Ferdi looked at the clock in his hand. He waited for nearly two hours in the car. The person he was watching there was no sign of coming out from inside the building immediately. There was someone who came out of the building, but not the person he meant.

The sleepiness began to attack him. Several times he yawned and his eyelids grew heavier. The head of his friend had even drooped unable to withstand the drowsiness. He eventually fell too. It turned out that the laws of nature were more powerful than his determination to stay awake all night.

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