The Journey of Love Davino And Aluna
18

"Jo," call Mr. Davin.

"Yes, sir,"

"You follow that crazy girl. I don't want my bike to be scratched one bit. You have to make sure my bike is okay" said Mr. Davin.

"Well sir, if Miss Aluna is hurt how is Mister?" assistant Jo Syndir.

"It's none of my business. Let it be his ugly girlfriend's business" said Mr. Davin in a jutek tone. Assistant Jo smiled cynically.

Hmh! why is your prestige sky-high, sir? just tell me you're worried about Miss Aluna.

Jo's assistant said goodbye to Mr. Davin and then went to follow Aluna. He deliberately changed the motor to make it easier for himself in the mission to follow Aluna. Almost twenty minutes he tailed behind Aluna's motorbike and then he stopped when he saw Aluna stop at a motorcycle racecourse. Then he saw Aluna being approached by several people. Jo's assistant captured the moment on a cell phone camera and then sent it to Mr. Davin's number. He also smiled wryly.

once in a while pranking the Young Master is not a sin, right? I'm sure the Young Master must be now again cranky in the room. Say not like it but in the office just mantengin CCTV doang. gusar gusar deh.

Jo's assistant then looked at Aluna again and was surprised to see Aluna preparing for the race.

"Geez, is that really Miss Aluna?" ask Assistant Jo to yourself.

Suddenly Assistant Jo's phone rings. Mr. Davin called and Assistant Jo smiled faintly.

"Jo, what do you mean you sent a picture of that flirty girl?"

"Sorry sir, I just want to show you that your bike is fine,"

"I'm not stupid Jo,"

"I know Mr. Do you want to see what your motorcycle is doing?"

Without saying much, Mr. Davin changed his voice to a video call.

"Where are you, Jo? Are you dating in the bushes? Why dimly?"

Jo's assistant did not answer as he was walking closer to the racecourse.

"Excuse me, if you may know who is the black motorcycle racing jockey who is?" Mr. Davin frowned at being confused at Assistant Jo's question.

"Oh that, Neng Salsa," A strange voice rang out in Mr. Davin's ear and he grew curious but he only silently listened because he was tired of calling Assistant Jo but never answered.

"Yes mas, although a girl but she's the hero here mas. She's her prima donna here," explains mas-mas next to Assistant Jo.

"Is the prize big?"

"Depending on the opponent, if the opponent is good, the stakes are big,"

"If now it's a bet on how much?"

"The winner can be 50 million mas" Assistant Jo gawked at the reply. He did not expect that the prize of this race was big either.

"Often mas, is there a race here?"

"Rutin mas, every 25th."

"Oh pantesan," Jo's assistant now understands why Aluna submitted the requirement.

"Hello Jo, what are you doing? Free vidio call is just pitch black,"

"Before, sir, don't turn it off" Mr. Davin said he was listening. But he now knows that Assistant Jo is on the race track.

"Eh Mas, don't-don't you intel huh? Why did it start earlier," Mas's voice trembled slightly.

"No, I'm just curious,"

"Oh yes mas, because this racing arena is already under the auspices of Mr. Ronal so safe mas,"

"Ronal?"

"Yes, Neng Salsa's foster brother,"

"Sister lift? Which one is Ronal?"

"That was wearing a black jacket," while pointing at a handsome man who was standing not far from Aluna. To Jo's surprise, it turns out that the man is the same as the man who drove Aluna to the office. Jo's assistant looks at her phone screen but turns out her video call has been disconnected. He sighed deeply and focused on staring at the racing jockeys.

I'm curious how good you are at the Miss racecourse.