
"Why? You interested?" whispered Gerald right in Boy's ear complete with a mocking smile. Because the teenager stared at his prey very closely.
"Sister, are you sure you're using humans as a grabbing material?" reply Boy who put on a tense face, a little pity also with a minimal woman clothes locked in a large cage. Although Boy could not see his face.
Boy, Briel and Devan are new to the Phoenix motorcycle gang. And this is the first time for them to attend a wild race that is even boisterous now, even though the race of 30 minutes is just starting.
"Well, in this cruel world nothing is impossible Bray." Gerald put on his arrogant face, he will show how fun their world is to these three new boys.
"Eh, but why did you come alone? Where's Briel and Devan?"
Boy so looked to the right and to the left. Right, where are his two best friends? Time is not yet coming.
...
In an elite housing estate, one of which belongs to the Taslim family, a girl is sitting at her study table. The clean white color became the base of the room, contrasting with the equipment in it that was soft in tune.
A notebook containing a daily schedule was neatly arranged like a calendar on the right side of the girl. It seems that today's schedule is almost out. Stay the last line where it says 'study night for an hour' there.
Occasionally the girl yawns, signifying the drowsiness that struck but she remains reluctant to leave the study table that looks neatly arranged.
For a moment he glanced at the alarm clock next to him, the clock hand that had pointed at the number 11 that night made him stare nanar. Usually 10pm is his sleep schedule.
"Hoam, this is all because I came home late. My schedule today is a mess" the girl muttered as she flipped through her book. He could not concentrate on learning if his eyes continued to melt like this.
"Did I make coffee?" he muttered again then immediately walked out and went downstairs. After a while he returned with a cup of white coffee. Amanda inhaled deeply the aroma of the coffee which to her was so soothing.
As she was about to return to the 2nd floor where her room was, the girl hurriedly retreated in order to see Gabriel sneaking out. Out of curiosity, Amanda followed the man's steps. But he came back for a little while just to sip a little coffee he made.
"Don't make it to the camp" he murmured and then ran out to follow where the brother was going.
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At the race venue, the usually quiet road in the middle of the night was now crowded by members of the Phoenix motorcycle gang and his opponent Phantera. Boy looks excited to see the crowd in front of him. Devan had also reached there, the young man seemed to be having fun with two women.
"Sad." Boy stared in disdain at Devan who was reciprocated laughing at the friend. Devan seemed not too concerned about the gaze, the man was more deliberate by kissing the lips of the girls alternately. Boy could only shake his head, with a small laugh he passed and wanted to find a more sane Briel.
"Hello." A woman in open clothes approached the man. Boy did not answer the greeting, instead staring at the woman flatly, but the woman did not give up. He offered a drink he was holding.
"You try" she whispered in a sexy voice.
Boy looked at the drink, then pulled the corner of his lips when he saw the orange handkerchief tied to the woman's arm.
He stretched out his hand, received the drink and drank it in one gulp. The woman named Calista smiled in amazement. Although still young but Boy's aura really made him fall asleep.
"You're so different, Boy." Boy smiled, his hand raised to pull Calista's chin. Then looked down as if he was going to fuck the girl. Calista grew more astonished and immediately closed his eyes, waiting for the lopsided sweet lips to meet his sexy lips
But what was waiting for was not coming. Even his hands felt lifted.
"Wow, are you a member of Phantera?" tanya Boy looked at Calista's hand tied to the orange handkerchief.
"I'm a member of the Phoenix, aren't we fighting?" continued Boy with a sinless face. Making Calista flutter, let alone his friends are now staring at him.
"Eh, I-I."
"Calista, what are you doing here? You're a stray, hem?" A man came and made Calista finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Ehm, yeah. It's too crowded here, I ...."
"Alright, let's go there," cut the man while embracing Calista affectionately, then cast a sharp look at Boy. Little Boy knows that this man is Zain, the leader of Phantera. But it's not Boy's name if he cares.
"What are you doing? He's the flower of the Phantera gang," said Devan, who knew he was next to Boy.
"What flowers? Carrion flowers?" reply Boy indifferently, while the woman who was not too far away was widened to hear the insults from the young man. Both of his hands were tightly clenched.
"What's? You're really amazing" Devan said, chuckling and shaking his head.
Boy shrugged his shoulders, then walked away when he saw the new Gabriel arriving.
"Fast long? The show was about to start" Boy protested while punching the man's arm slowly. But the green helmet Gabriel was wearing made him remember something.
"I'm waiting for the man of the house to sleep first" Gabriel replied flatly. Boy who is familiar with the attitude of indifference did not take a headache and even laughed a little.
"Boy, Briel. Come on over here! The show was about to begin," cried Devan enthusiastically before shouting sounds came out from various directions in support of their respective leaders.
"Come on Zain," the woman choked. The beautiful face and sexy body that makes many people fascinated but not with Boy and Briel.
"Wooo, Brother Gerald." Boy shouted, while Briel looked straight up and looked at him with her flat face.
While in the middle of the road, two people had prepared on his bike. A girl stood by their side while lifting a red cloth. Gerald and Zain were doing a swing, both of them staring at each other for a moment then simultaneously close the glass helmet, then rotate the gas pedal many times, maintain the front brake and let their rear tires scratched asphalt.
And boisterous sounds filled the place as the race began. As Gerald took the lead in front, it made the members shout excitedly. Two rounds with different routes was their deal.
The two bikes were chasing each other, sometimes Gerald in front sometimes Zain also managed to catch up. And the first round makes Phantera's gang boisterous because Zain is in the lead. While things are pretty tense for the Phoenix gang as it waits for the chairman to return after the second round.
"That, Brother Gerald," cried Devan as he pointed at Gerald who this time was in the front position.
"Gerald, Gerald, Gerald. Yeaay. Wooo." Shouts echoed in Gerald's victory. The man pulled his helmet open coolly. While Zain ruffled his hair in annoyance.
"Hows it? They're mine, right?" gerald said as he stared at Zain's red ninja bike.
"Damn," growled Zain while throwing a handful of keys that Gerald caught. Zain then displayed a mocking smile.
"Well, Gerald you're so cool" Calista praised as she approached the man.
"Hey, Calista!" zain did not accept.
"What's? You know for yourself I always side with the stronger one" Calista replied with a wide, sinless smile. The woman even began to wrestle spoiled on Gerald's arm.
"You."
"Akh."
Zain, who could no longer control his emotions, floated a bogem at Gerald. Until the commotion is inevitable. The two camps attacked each other, no one was willing to budge.
Same with the head of each. The two attacked each other and unexpectedly Zain pulled out a knife.
Sretti.
"Sister Gerald." The boy who was closer to his position immediately kicked his opponent and ran towards the chairman.
A knife wound into Gerald's stomach. Zain laughed as Gerald looked at him sharply. But the laughter was gone when Boy came and kicked him.
Brucks.
"Argh, shit." Just about to get up and reply Boy, the sound of police sirens jolted them. Everyone looked at each other with tense faces.
"Retreat!" zain's word to his members.
Gerald raised his hand as the same command. Everyone immediately rushed to their respective bikes and left from there. But not Boy, Briel, Devan and Dennis the vice chairman of Phonix. They'd rather help Gerald.
"Go! I'm fine, "push Gerald as he makes his way to the iron cage that's still on top of a pickup.
"The siren sounds are getting closer, you go first. Save yourself!"
"But your wound is pretty bad. Come, Ge. Just leave him, we go first!" talk to Dennis who is not at all attracted by Gerald, even though the siren feels very close. The other members had already fled all behind them.
While Devan puts on a tense face, he is really not ready if caught defecting by his parents. "We go first" he said, drawing Boy and Briel's hands. But both seem reluctant.
"Come on!" persuade Devan again when he sees Gerald having trouble finding the correct key from the cage. Looks like Zain did deliberately put a lot of keys in there.
Gerald also looked a little tense when the sound of Siren was like right behind him. But what happened next made Devan gaped in disbelief.
Because from the darkness even appeared a beautiful angel with a megaphone that he used like a bag. While Boy looked astonished, involuntarily smiled and was again charmed at this girl. Different from his friends, Briel instead looked angry with both hands clenched tightly.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
TBC.
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