Shera
Arka and the gang boys

Evening had arrived, and as promised Arka was now seen waiting for Shera right in front of the gate of his house. One of the young man's hands appeared to be playing the key of the motor while glancing here and there to look for the whereabouts of the girl, and after a while waiting for a mysterious voice was heard from behind.

“Sorry to keep you waiting!” Said Shera, who was suddenly behind Arka's back.

While Arka who heard his voice also now immediately turned her face with a surprised expression, since her gaze had never escaped from the closed gate. Seeing the existence of this girl who suddenly appeared behind him, of course he felt very surprised and astonished.

Where did the girl come from?

“Yaampun Shera, if nongol do not kayak ghost dong!!... Where no more footsteps!” Said Arka, while rubbing her chest that was pounding.

Shera who heard that was now just staring with an innocent look, the girl seemed to not feel praying or guilty after making others surprised. After all it was impossible for him to go out through the gate, his father's driver who had always been there would have noticed and told this to the house man.

While Shera did not want it to happen at all, Adam, who was none other than his father, was very fierce and decisive. Knowing that he was going to be with a male friend at night, Shera hesitated that he would get permission.

“Sussst! Let's go, I came out secretly so papa doesn't know!” He said, with a little whisper to Arka.

Hearing that, Arka now just nodded obediently. He already knew for himself how fierce the nature of the girl's father and sister, if they knew that he was taking the girl away, he said, perhaps the next day he would end up in the hospital with an infusion tube and bandages all over his body.

Arka then gave a helmet to be worn by the girl, but Shera who saw it also now frowned and put on an astonished expression.

Shera then glanced at Arka, looked at the young man questioningly and said. “What is this for?” Ask.

And Arka who heard the question now sighed softly, then she helped the girl to put on the helmet and said. “If you do not use this later can be dangerous, I if riding a motorcycle tight cadence because!” He said, still focusing on dressing the helmet.

“Well, now go up here!” Say it again, while patting the rear motor holder slowly.

Hearing the young man's words, Shera nodded her head. Then he climbed on the bike with a little distance.

“Already!”

“You're not afraid of falling?” Arka asked while raising one of her eyebrows up.

Then, he pulled the girl's hand a little forward and held on to her.

“Handle, don't be shy!” He said, then after that he began to turn on his motorbike and drove at moderate speed because it was still in the residential area.

But once they arrived on the highway that is quite wide, Arka also began to increase his speed to make Shera now a little panic and tighten his grip.

“Your arcade is crazy!” The girl closed her eyes, involuntarily hugging the young man's waist.

While Arka who saw the fear on Shera's face was now laughing, and with a naughty smile he was increasing speed.

“Arkaaa!!”

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There were some of his men sitting in other chairs to watch, while Finn was always busy with his phone and seemed to be talking to someone.

Arsenio now glanced at the watch in her hand, it seemed like she had come too quickly. But after a while, the person he was waiting for finally came and greeted him.

“How are you, Mr Arsenio!” Braxton said, greeting the man.

Arsenio turned her head, then nodded her head and invited Braxton to sit in the chair right in front of her. “Ya, sit!” He took a sip of wine in his hand, then slightly raised the wine glass and said. “Want a drink with me?” The bargain is so relaxed.

While Braxton who heard Arsenio's speech was now chuckling small. The offer was not to be accepted, he shook his head and said. “Thank you, but maybe another time!” He said, then after that he said again. “But if you don't mind, can we start the conversation?” He asked, which was only answered with a small nod.

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Back to Arka and Shera. Looking at the young man who had driven his motorcycle towards the closed road, the girl immediately patted his shoulder from behind and said. “Arka, where are you going?! That road is closed!” Her speech.

And Arka said. “Iya know, instead we want to go there!” Answer it casually.

Hearing this, Shera frowned in confusion. Can the road that is closed still be passed? And again, did Arka not see that there were some men there who were watching?

But when he saw those people who removed the roadblock and allowed their motorbike to pass, Shera was now more confused. “Why did they let us pass?” Shera asked, with a slight whisper.

While Arka who heard the question now glanced at the girl from the rearview mirror, then she opened her mouth and said. “They are one of the gang members in charge of making a road cover so that no other riders can pass!” The answer.

Shera asked again. “Then why can we pass? What are they closing the road for?” Ask, who really felt confused.

Arka was just silent and still pushing the bike. Until when they saw a group of young people who parked their bikes on the side of the road, Arka stopped at one of the gangs consisting of people he knew.

“Well it's them!”

Arka stopped and leaned her bike on the middle back, then she got off the bike and walked towards her friends while smiling and greeting them intimately.

“Weh, bro!” One of them came up to him and stretched out his hand to shake hands in the style of young people.

Then Arka accepted the hand and said. “Everything's collected? I'm not late, am I?” Ask.

And the person he was talking to just now shook his head and said. “Udah bro, stay you! But calm down, the show is still not started.” He said, who answered Arka's question earlier.

But after that, his gaze now turned towards the tiny girl hiding behind his friend's back. “But btw, really tumben you bring a girl!... Tomorrow is not the time for the apocalypse, is it?!” He said again, who was either asking or mocking.