Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Offal

Jeffry turned off his engine in the middle of the circuit track in front of the asphalt that reads FINISH. He finished his training session this afternoon.

It's not a game, just a normal exercise. Some of his friends also practiced. The rest just sit around watching.

Jeffry used to love wild races. Although more fun and challenging but the risk is great. Not only his life is threatened, but the lives of others.

And again he was lazy to deal with the police. What did my mother say until she was caught by the authorities? It can be mutilated to Mars. Jeffry's more afraid of hurting mom than hurting the police, uh...

Well, although renting a circuit is also not cheap, but it can still be cultivated. Instead of trying to save a life, Jeffry is not God.

He used to borrow a Bang Roni motorbike or occasionally rent a motorbike here if he had more money.

But now he can play as much as possible and is free to choose which bike he wants. Thanks to who else if not Mas Dionnya.

Jeffry glanced at Dion who had been sitting sweetly in the stands. Cih, even who has a circuit to take the time to greet his brother.

All the years of motor toys here, only once did Jeffry meet who had a circuit. Lah Dion, just entered immediately welcomed who had a place.

Ajegil...

After all, Jeffry could not hate Dion. The man taught him many things.

Oiya, by the way it's been the third Sunday he separated from his girlfriend, Sofia. Practically during that time Jeffry also joined Dion.

Now he has not learned about photocopiers anymore. Dion really does galvanize him about management. The office employees already knew about this, so they could no longer ask Jeffry to make coffee.

"Good job, boy." Dion came over while clapping a small hand. Then keep his hand nailed.

"Your timing is gradually rising. Your mark is consistent. Nice one!" Praise Dion.

Jeffry took off the sticker on his nose, he kept a small smile. It feels strange that someone praises from his own family. Maybe if mom says that, Jeffry can grimace.

Unfortunately until now he has not dared to say anything to his mother.

"How about we make an offer..." Dion hung up his words.

"Offer?" Jeffry crinting.

"Actually Papa began to ask your progress in the office. I'm sure everything went well. Unfortunately, the old man asked for proof immediately.

A year ago we proposed cooperation with PT Brilian Anggunjaya. This company is engaged in construction. This time it was an international airport. We're gonna try to get into the furniture supply."

Jeffry began to understand the direction of this conversation. Typical of business people, that's what Dion is doing right now.

"Last presentation is three days away, I want you to move forward. There is still time to learn though mepet, but this is the challenge. You like challenges, right?

Let's see how your adrenaline works this time. Think of it like when you're racing that iron horse." Dion pointed at Jeffry's motor with his chin.

Jeffry was still listening. He wanted to know what advantage he would get if he won this tender.

"It's a Mega Project, Jeff. If your trade presentation fails..." Dion shook his head. "...it's over. It'll be harder for you."

"But if it works?" Jeffry asked impatiently.

"This circuit is yours." Dion was sure. "Together with the contents."

Jeffry lifted his head. A tempting offer actually. I don't know why this is too much.

"Can I choose my own reward?"

Dion grinned, he knew this little brother would choose something simpler.

***

From that day on, Jeffry was more serious about studying with his brother. He was really challenged to conquer this project, his first project.

Everyone should know, he is not a child who can be looked at one eye.

He had imagined if it would succeed, surely the mother would embrace him proudly, with tears of happiness.

And also Antonio, his future father-in-law.

Ahem...

Bayangin aja beautiful first let the spirit. If you think of losing, then the mindset is ugly, it usually becomes reality. Nehi is yes...

Although tired, tired, drained of emotion, but Jeffry will not back down.

Dion himself was quite surprised by Jeffry's persistence. There must be something important that this kid is fighting for beyond the price of a circuit.

Tiana entered Dion's room with a white crackle bag. His face was pouting, he looked at it.

He approached Jeffry. "Nih.." then put the crackle on Jeffry's desk.

Jeffry who was focusing his kelaptop so disturbed.

"What's this?" Ask while opening the crackle.

"Waaahh." Jeffry exclaimed, pleased to see the contents in the oil paper that Tiana offered. His eyes immediately sparkled, like seeing gold diamond gems.

"Thank you Aunt. Tumben the hell baek beneeerrr..." Praise Jeffry while bribing a spoonful of ketoprak into his mouth.

"That's one doang?" Asked Dion who was surprised he did not get a package.

"Ck, that's the sign, sir. Earlier the seller nanyain Jeffry, some days did not buy ketoprak his son where? I said busy. Uh, even nitip a pack for Jeffry's free. Speaking of which you are the seller until the defense of all nitip?" Tiana looked at Jeffry suspiciously.

Jeffry messem-mesem, "usually if the baek's child is really good fortune." Jeffry muttered.

"Dih, it's hard." Cibir Tiana as she passed away.

"Mas, would you?" Jeffry offered his armpit to Dion, he paid little heed to Tiana.

Naturally the woman was somewhat sensitive to Jeffry, already three days of work increased with the presence of Jeffry who back and forth collected data about his airport project Brilliant Anggunjaya.

Dion nodded with a smile. "Eat, you need vegetables."

Jeffry glanced at his brother, "not because it's been a strange food pesen right?"

"It's not strange Jeff, his name is ris de veau. French food." Obviously Dion while opening his food box.

Jeffry looked at it for a while and then shuddered, what else is this food? He likes to be amused by Dion's food menus, likes weird. Really didn't get into Jeffry's mouth spec at all.

The raw fish sushi, gong bao ji ding the chicken kung pao, bratwurst the grilled sausage, kimchi the spicy cabbage. Plus what was this? The ris de veau? Duh, it's hard to say. Jeffry's mouth kinky ampe.

Speaking of French offal, is it easier?

Dion chuckled while eating a piece of veal pancreas sauteed with the fungus. Creamy and savory, delicious.

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