A Journey of a Barista's Life

chapter 11.by race

the next day, arif woke up from sleep he remembered having to take his son to his mother's house entrust his son. "already at 10 am, barrel.laras at home uti yes, abi want to work first, abi want to work first, later go home bring milk favorite barrel "\=\="ya abi laras follow uti, do not long abi work"\=\=" child pinter ..later finished abi will pick up the barrel at home uti,don't be naughty yes"\=\="iya abi laras obedient"..still 2 years already know his father slam bones hard work...

How's the goddess??dewi is fine, live the activities well.every day also call. He did not if Wisdom had taken the risk of risking life to make a living. And Arif gets to the place where he's going to race," brother, are you ready?" said rei.."insyaallah I'm ready"\=\="there are 30 participants, you must be careful yes, the gift is 5rts thousand.hopefully succeed"\=\="siaapp bro"

Lined neatly the participants, for two groups per group of 15 people wise group to 2, the first group drove smoothly 5 laps 1 km/lap, suddenly it was time to turn the dkk arif down.."bismillah good luck and good luck"in his heart wisdom said, and one, two, three, drove the motor2 fast, wise is in the order of no 3, until the finish finally he got no 3, "good rifle, once again the final round will be determined champion only 8 otlrang rif who participated in the final, prepare your mentality and guts"\=\=" I'm sure can bro".

Arriving at home he remembers having to call doni if he wants to go down the race, hunt him call but missed. In his boarding room he saw his son sleeping soundly with his mother "forgive abi nak only this way abi can make a living" in his heart said..flowing tears feel unworthy to be the head of the household because it can not be happy children and wives, even now the wife must be willing to be far apart to help the family economy, share the bitterness of life "I'm sorry my wife's son I can't make you happy yet" shed tears of wisdom.

days change, weeks change weeks, up to 2 years of wisdom to enter the racing world.He was always so proud of his friends until one day someone did not like him, in change was the set of his motor in other words in sabotage, at the break of the brake of his motorbike, after the completion of the gathering event as usual arif went home with his motor loan..motor pride him.In the middle of the road when he was walking fast arrived there was a truck passing and clakson with a fast, fast, arif was shocked to want to ngerem turned out to brake blong was finally inescapable accident occurred, "duuaaarrrr" motor arif hit the truck until the arif entered under the truck, head and feet hit the asphalt, asphalt, arif fainting ..