The Love I Don't Miss
Part 121 (Wild Race Part 3 )

Sitting on a motorcycle together with a friend of the opposite sex does not look much different from a lover. But the difference is they do not look to behave more or behave in the made - make like a teenager dating today.

Who dares to kiss the cheek while sitting in a row, while in a place like a racecourse like this. Without shame and without hesitation, because many friends do the same thing. In addition there are no parents or families who participate, or just look.

Dive on the bike to look for Vino, but all Clarice can do is explain the author just now. Where many young people of different ages are doing such a thing.

Even the woman moved to the front seat and the man could easily hug from behind. Although Clarice's heart sneered at it, but in fact Cla's lips can only be slanted with laziness. Without protest or how, because in this day and age there are many school children like that. Even those who are not yet 17 years old.

On the left right Clarice and Naufal are also a young couple, the difference is they look more mature, and realize not to spread intimacy beyond the limits like the others. Or they could be just like Clarice, my best friend. I don't know, Clarice obviously doesn't know them.

"Are you familiar with those who are fighting?" clarice asked Naufal, after the figure of a racer who she thought was familiar passed like a lightning flash that struck a tree.

Where after they passed by, many spectators immediately descended on the side of the road to see two motorcycles that were still chasing after the turning point.

"There actually. But either way, he's coming or he's not. Yesterday he just said he was coming. But I didn't get to ask you again!"

"Who?" ask Clarice.

Maybe the one who passed by just now was actually he really knew her. Because those eyes are really no stranger to Clarice.

"There anyway. If he comes later, you'll know!" naufal replied casually. "I don't know which bike he's on! At home he's got a couple of bikes he used to race on."

"The rich dong's son?"

"Yes, just like us. The difference, his hobby in the world of racing and supported by his parents. And also his older brother is a national racer."

"Well!" cry Clarice with round eyes. "Seriously?"

"Yes!" naufal answered briefly while observing two motors that began to approach again.

And Clarice immediately took a step to be able to pay attention to the young man who carried the exact same CBR250RR that he was sitting on. Naufal's motor.

And again Clarice really felt that she recognized the eye, but where? he kept asking - asking.

It's a pity that the bike only passes through the blink of an eye. So it is difficult to observe more observant. Especially being blocked by other spectators.

But when the two bikes reached the finish line, it turned out that the CBR bike was declared the winner in the first round of the preliminary round.

***

The race continues. Until after getting 6 winners, then Clarice again saw the motor driven by the owner of the unfamiliar eye was passing. So Clarice chose to stand from her seat to wait for the bike to return to the starting point as well as the finish point.

Clarice stood on the footrest of the passengers, both hands holding on to the shoulders of Naufal which supported the motor using the center support in addition to its long legs.

The CBR motor finally returned from the turning point with a position that was almost parallel. It's just that the opponent's bike is also similar to the youth bike that Cla wants to see. Clarice has to be observant. Fortunately, there is still a helmet that distinguishes a little.

Clarice who had prepared in such a way as to see more clearly who was behind the binocular helmet, immediately sharpened her eyes towards the red helmet glistening like black flames. And that's when the look in his eyes met the owner of the bike.

Apparently the driver who wanted to see Clarice realized that there was himself standing on the Naufal bike. And it seemed that the young man also recognized Clarice. And when he saw Clarice there, he was shocked. But it only lasted one second.

As a rider, he cannot be careless. Because a little careless life and victory are at stake.

Until the young man returned to gas deeper, and unknowingly he who had just been in a position almost behind now actually passed his opponent with only 50 cm difference.

The clapping sounds were heard again. But the young man was no longer focused on the sound of applause that congratulated him for getting into the top three. The young man immediately marginalized his bike to be replaced with the next bike. And he immediately brought his motor to turn the direction, to be able to see Clarice standing in the audience.

Until his eyes again saw Clarice who was still standing facing him.

' Does he recognize me? '

The young man smiled inwardly.

' Who exactly is he? '

Clarice murmured inwardly, squinting her eyes in vain. Because the distance is too far.

Two human children with different questions, yet gazes lead to each other. Even from that distance.

The young man approached Clarice to see who the girl was coming with. Because the person sitting in the front seat is covered by the audience. And again they are 300 meters away. It was impossible to see who was piggybacking on Clarice.

Time continued to roll, and the gazes of the eyes of both of them ended up being cut off as well. Because of the long distance, plus how many people start to follow the style of Clarice standing on the bike. With feet on the passenger's foot.

Until the lottery is re-issued after getting 3 winners. The young man got his first turn, to fight one of his friends. I don't want his focus to be disturbed. The young man chose not to turn to Clarice who was still in the same position to look.

Luckily, the young man who seemed to have been very shrewd and experienced was apparently back to winning. And he waited for his opponent who is now speeding above the opponent to determine the champion of three.

The lucky young man can now only pray to win the race that has been his hobby for the past three years.

And now he is ready with an opponent who has won two starts before. This time the young man Clarice saw against another young man to determine champion 1 and champion 2.

By preparing himself fully, the young man was ready and confident of getting the 1st champion for the second time on the same asphalt. After last month he also won the 1st champion in the motorcycle race with CC150. Where the young man uses Yamaha R15 type motorbike black blue.

And now, he looked straight ahead. He had to win in front of Clarice. A beautiful girl who was currently standing behind someone she did not know about.

' If I win! you are the first person I came to! '

His promise in the heart was to remember the name Clarice. Without intending to see the girl, afraid if her concentration is broken just because of a girl.

' Whoever you are behind that helmet, I'm sure you will be the winner! '

"Three!" shouted the chairman of the committee using a megaphone.

"Two!" continued.

"SA...YOU KNOW!" the thrill is accompanied by the sound of a motorbike from the best champion candidate.

The boisterous sound of the audience accompanies the final round which will determine who the winner is. Two motors drive the same - equally pulling the gas deeper. Just as trying, the same - just want to win. And the same - the same play fair play. Until finally...

Yep! the young man who only saw a pair of eyes with white skin rose as the winner. Back to being the defending champion and this time in 250CC certainly his name began to soar.

And proudly the chairman of the committee pulled the young man's hand up. Show the audience who are now taking to the streets to see more clearly what the face of the defending champion looks like. And certainly some of them capture the moment.

A board with nominal money of Rp. 2,000,000,- immediately handed over to the winner. It is not comparable to the price of the motor he uses, and the money for the winner is nothing. But winning in living his passion is something amazing and there is a sense of pride in itself.

Various sentences cheering the chairman of the committee followed with the voice of the audience who asked for the defending champion to open his helmet. Because last month the champion didn't want to open his helmet. Because I feel like I am still a new member.

Clarice also took to the streets after Naufal parked her bike closer. He wanted to know who was behind the helmet. And Naufal was quick to give care to the friend so as not to be disturbed by others. Especially from the hands of the ignorant youth.

Fucking into the crowd that the majority are men, Clarice seems to forget if she is a young girl who is still much in the lyrics by the male eye basket.

"Why do you want to see who the winner is?" asked Naufal who was now positioning himself as if he was Clarice's lover.

He knows this kind of world very well. He knows when to take a position as a girlfriend, and when to restore his position as a friend.

"I know him!" clarice replied as she continued to scoundrel forward.

"Who?" tanya Naufal continued to position her hands on both of Clarice's arms, and she walked right behind Clarice.

"Let's know, I don't think his eyes are foreign!" clarice replied that two more meters would reach the forefront of the audience.

"Be careful, Cla!" naufal said worriedly.

"Yes! Come fast!"

While up ahead, the champion began to remove the helmet hooks binoculars type Simpson Speed Bandit that afternoon he wore.

Hands raised up to lift the helmet for about 6 million. The more the helmet is lifted up the more visible the neck of the racer, to show his smooth white chin. And the closer Clarice gets to the front line.

The helmet opened and the young man shook his head with his black hair to the left. The scene was accompanied by the boisterous voices of the teenage girls who had been waiting and holding back curiosity ever since. What's the face behind that expensive helmet like.

And the looks of the face did not disappoint them all at all. Because it is very handsome and very suitable to drive the CBR250RR.  And being a winner certainly adds a delicious spice to the young man.

And coinciding with that, Clarice arrived at the forefront. He couldn't believe who was in front of him. A handsome and handsome face, which almost every day appeared before his eyes while at school.

"Arsen!" cry Clarice and Naufal together.

Sighing, Arsen smiled at the people around him, he was not yet aware of the whereabouts of Clarice and her best friend at school. As soon as he felt that someone was just frozen in the front row. Arsen turned to the audience. And it was there that his eyes were fixed, staring at Clarice who was also frozen looking at him.

The flat gaze that was accompanied by a friendly smile, turned into a sparkling gaze and a bright smile.

"Cla!" lirih Arsen called Clarice by her familiar name.

Then he turned to someone beside Clarice.

' It turns out Naufal went with you, I guess who! '

The young racer.

Put his helmet on the bike, then he immediately approached Clarice as promised earlier. He would have approached Clarice if she had won 1.

"Foot with me, Cla!" get Arsen to pull down Clarice's still-freezing hand.

The girl could not believe that the driver with the defending champion was Arsen. And now he was pulled by the young man to photograph together in front of many people. It was awkward, and made him nervous.

"Take a picture of me with Clarice, Fal!" pinta Arsen pulled out her three-eye phone and handed it to Naufal.

"Yes.yes...all right!" naufal answered, who had long suspected that Arsen harbored a taste for Clarice since the beginning of the young man moved to Alexander International School..

Arsen took back the board with the nominal 2 million note, and took a photo with the girl. It is very proud to win in front of the girl he has long sought.

Being professional, Clarice smiled sweetly at some of the photos taken by Naufal. And a few poses too. One pose that makes Arsen happy is when he embraces Clarice's shoulder and looks at the beautiful face with adhesiveness and admiration. Clarice looked at Camera with her sweet smile.

Not to forget they are also photos of the three as a memento - a memory, with a committee who helped perpetuate.

***

While on the other hand, unbeknownst to Clarice and Naufal, there was a figure of Felia who turned out that afternoon also invited her friend to watch a wild race. When he saw how handsome the champion's face was, he looked very admiring even cheering softly.

But then when he saw the champion pull a girl's hand, he was a little disappointed. And then he was stunned when the pull turned out Clarice to be taken a picture in front. He had thought, of the many girls why Clarice was chosen? Does Clarice's beauty stand out too much?

But when he saw the young man was familiar with Naufal, he only realized and concluded that the champion could be his second friend.

' Clarice was lucky, surrounded by handsome and rich young men... '

Lirih Felia in heart. His lips smiled in admiration at his half-brother.

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