
Evening arrived ...
Saturday night to be exact. Hasna now felt dejavu in the noise of the motor. The sound of the engine roaring and the cheers of the night-time hooligans.
Hasna felt back four months ago. However, the difference without his two best friends is Lintang and Devano. Indeed that night, Hasna deliberately did not invite and did not tell about the race to her two friends, so Latang and Devano did not participate.
Since that night, Hasna no longer knew the news of her friends. Because not only the motor seized by the Papa, but the phone was also seized. Hasna's phone was replaced with a new phone with a new number, there were only seven contacts in it, Papa, Mama, Stepmom, Kiki, Ninen, Mbak Nurin, and Ibu Panti.
Hasna was shocked from her daydream as the Wild track chief spoke. "Huff," Hasna's breath was a little heavy.
"The rules are in the know, right?" shouted a man who was none other than the head of the wild track. He spoke with the Megaphone they were carrying.
"It's over!" they said in unison, heard screaming.
"Whataa?" the head of the wild race again shouted, further heating up the atmosphere. Now they are in a rice field area with a hotmixed asphalt road and it is far from residential.
"Sudaah!" yells the race participants back.
"Ready, Goooo ...."
When a scarf waving what they called a flag, Hasna began to insert a gear lever and pull the clutch, balanced in harmony with the gas she was pumping almost indefinitely.
He fought a black motorized man. If Hasna reaches the finish line first, then the bike will be his, but on the contrary if Hasna loses, then he must give up Adrian's bike to belong to the winner.
Hasna included a desperate capital, without a turbo modif or motor condition assembly on Adrian's motor, he fought his opponent's motorbike which he himself did not know how to speed. Hasna really only rely on the ability and flight hours of the racing experience.
The risk of defeat Hasna took with careful thought. Hasna already had a backup plan, if he loses this race. So the favorite car that he has had since Junior High, which Hasna will hand over as a replacement for the motorbike.
Now Hasna and some other wild racers, have started to overtake each other, trying to find a winning point.
The decitan of the brake sound and the roar of the large motor saura were mutual, trying to get rid of one with the other, in speed.
Twenty-five minutes later ...
"Yeeayy Nana ... Nana!!" adrian shouted when he saw his motorbike driven Hasna soared ahead and reached the finish line first, then he approached Hasna who had reached the finish line and had been SAH as the winner.
"Cool Na! It's really cool." Adrian is still excited.
"Yan, I won!!" hasna shouted and soared with excitement. Hasna herself did not expect, that she could win. Then he did Burnout, before long thick smoke billowed around them and the Burnout attraction was amazed who saw.
"Waw, girl! hey, that's a girl, right, who's got the bike?" shouted someone who saw Hasna just opened the helmet.
"Oh she's a Men's girl. Pretty girl Cuy!" the other sahut.
"Congratulations, this bike belongs to you!" said the man Hasna just lost. He was named Roy.
"Thanks Bro" said Hasna.
"Unexpectedly, I was defeated by a girl" said Roy mesem slightly wrong behavior and shame.
"Hehe, it just so happens that I'm lucky again!" answer Hasna relax.
"O yes, I'm Roy! College boy A, semester 4, engineering department." Roy introduces himself, because he feels amazed at Hasna who turns out to be a very beautiful girl.
***
At three in the morning. Hasna entered the yard of her Grandfather's house that looked cool and beautiful. Hasna parked the new motorbike she could secretly beside her car which was covered in a special car parachute and slightly covered it from more parachutes dangling.
If Ninen and Kikinya tomorrow look at the bike and ask where? so that's the thing for tomorrow, Hasna just has to find an excuse.
"Na, I went straight home, yes" said Adrian.
"Okay Yan, thank you," Hasna's voice softly.
After Adrian came home, Hasna entered the house with a residence, passing the family room to the stairs to go up to the top floor that leads to his room. Hasna was relieved the room in the house still looked dark.
Ccleks...
Suddenly the living room was bright, because someone turned on the lights and Hasna's steps stopped.
"Nana, where's my dear?" ask Ninen. His ninen was standing near a light socket.
"Mm ... this .. anu! Uh, from Ninen's wind, heee,"Jawab Hasna was nervous as she grinned.
"Koq find the wind, almost this morning? isn't it cold outside, honey?" asked her gentle ninen.
"Hehe he Nin. Mmm ... Nana go to the room first, ya Ninen darling!" pamit Hasna to his Grandma, he wanted to quickly avoid the Ninen, before asking many questions.
"Yes baby!" his answer was brief.
***
Next day..
"Pope ... Did Afdal and Nirmala agree with our plan?" ask Hasna's grandmother about her husband.
"They just went along, he said, for Nana's sake." His Grandfather Hasna.
Yes, before his grandfather and Grandma Hasna already know the behavior of Hasna. They were always monitoring Hasna by paying people to follow Hasna everywhere, without Hasna knowing.
***
One day, two months ago, and,
"Mom, sorry! there is something I want to say," said Bik Rumi, in the afternoon after he settled his heart, to tell him about Hasna.
"Yes Bik Rumi, please. What did Bibik say?" ask Grandma Hasna.
"Eemm .. i-it's Mom, anu .. hemm," said Bik Rumi timidly. Apparently Rumi, still hesitant to talk.
While Grandma and Grandpa Hasna just quietly patiently, waiting for what will be conveyed Good Rumi. They realize Rumi is nervous and somehow can be like that.
***
Seriate.