Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 317
"Res, how come you keep looking around. I guess there is no spirit of life. Want cigarettes?" ask Timmy.
"No, thank you!" Ares got rid of the cigarettes that were proffered at him.
"Why the hell, Res? You have finished the trial, still frowning," said Zoy. "We even who have not finished thesis guidance is no more upset than you."
"Is this prince of our campus rejected by girls, huh?" ledek Abhi's.
Ares snapped his friend's head as he spoke. "You can shut up, right? You guys asked me to come hang out together, if it's still noisy like this I want to go home!" he said while taking a swing to leave.
"Eh, uh ... No!" The team again pulled Ares to sit down. "If you leave, who will pay for our snacks? Haha ...."
Ares could only shake his head and sigh. Wherever he was, it was boring. Even at the race venue like now.
"I'm afraid to see you like this. Do not let you suddenly have suicidal intentions, yes! If there's a problem, just tell me," advises Zoy.
"Well, shit! You think I'm depressed?" Ares did not expect his friend to have such thoughts.
"Yes, the end of you is now anything lazy. We play basketball do not want to, hang out if not forced where you want to come. The game has never been played either. We're all worried, you know!" said Zoy.
"Yes, Res. We're worried about losing the perfect campus prince. At least if we walk with you, we become the center of attention of women," said Tim.
"That's it!"
After Irene got married, she did not have the desire to do anything. His life is not as interesting as it used to be. He also heard that Arvy was getting married. The older he gets, the more he realizes that life is not always together.
As a child, Arvy was always with his siblings. As adults, their interests vary and are busy with their respective affairs. Grandfather had to make an arranged marriage with Irene so that they could return to live together in a big house.
Now, when one by one of the five young masters get married, they will break away from the Narendra extended family, building their own small families. Ares is not ready to face it.
"Res, the race is about to start, huh! So you wanna come with me?" ask Tim when he sees a boisterous sound from the direction of the youth gathering place.
"So. Of course so, dong!" suddenly Ares got excited. He stood up and put on his helmet.
"Well, cool, our hero finally wants to act. Come on, beat Fathir, Res!" abhi said encouragingly.
"The opponent is not just Fathir. I think this time there were a lot of people following along. New kids," said Zoy.
"Alas, at least they are just a cheer team. Go, Res! Forward up!" Abhi was most eager to give support to Ares.
They walked with Ares to the race. Timmy helped prepare the bike that Ares will use for the race.
"Here, Res, put it on!" Zoy gave Ares the gloves.
Seen there was Fathir and his friends staring disdainfully at Ares. Fathir smiled while chewing his gum. He enjoyed the massage given by one of his men.
"Don't get hooked, Res, just prove it with the end result!" whispered Abhy.
Ares nodded. He was ready and got on his bike.
A beautiful woman dressed as a ksi stood in the middle of the street carrying a piece of cloth. All race participants began to turn on the motor engine to cause a thick puff of smoke and noise.
When the cloth was dropped, all the participants spurred the speed of the motor and competed to be the fastest. The cheering sound of the audience sounded boisterous and lively. They encourage each other.
As usual, Fathir and Ares were in the front row. This time there are two others who continue to chase for the first position.
"I won't let you win, Ares!" Fathir. He drove his motorbike deliberately mepet with the position of Ares.
Ares prefers to stay away and avoid. He knew Fathir would use his cheats to win. He planned to maintain a stable position and then take the first position at the end.
However, it seems that Fathir is not satisfied if he has not yet subverted Ares. He continued to try to complicate the movement of his rival.
"It's a guy like it was on purpose, yeah!" upset Ares. Since then he has been trying to race sportively, but Fathir wants something else.
Their motorbike has been clashed several times. Fathir was about to use his legs to kick Ares' motor but missed.
From the front, there is one motor that almost they cross in a tight-pocket condition. The motor joined them. Suddenly, the motorbike fell and hit the motor owned by Fathir to fall.
Ares escaped the incident. He glimpsed the speed of the motor and looked back. Both bikes fell with the driver. But their condition is fine. Fathir looks upset and kicks his own bike.
The race is not finished. Ares again accelerated the speed of his motorbike freely. This time nothing stood in his way. He only has to catch one more rider to be first.
Ares gave his full focus to the race. His passion for competition is beginning to grow back.
So long drive the bike, soon he will reach the finish line. The crowd cheers sounded boisterous. He finally crossed the finish line.
Everyone seemed happy to see his arrival. He was welcomed like a champion. Meanwhile, Ares dizzy looking for a racer who should finish first.
"Ye ... You did really well, Res!" zoy said with excitement.
The people surrounded Ares and congratulated him.
"Congratulations, Res, you can finally be a champion ... Don't forget to buy us!" exclaim Timmy.
"Huh, winning? Did I win?" ask Ares wonder.
Abhi hits Ares' head. "Why do we cheer to welcome you if you don't win, you fool!" said it.
"Well, shouldn't there be one rider who finishes first?" Ares is getting confused. His three friends were also confused.
"Where is it, Res? You are the first to arrive. You win" Zoy said.
"Yes, Res. The other riders have not been seen yet" Timmy added.
Moments later, one by one the riders reached the finish line. Fathir is still very upset over his defeat this time around. He took off his helmet and slammed it hard. He also drives his own bike.
"Why that guy, Res? A trance?" asked Abhi in wonder.
"So he kept poking me and wanted to bring me down. But, he himself had fallen down due to the collision. That's why I can continue the race easily without a rival. I guess I'm just gonna go after first position."
"But, no one got to the finish line before you, Res!"
"Maybe the person overslept" Abhy said.