A Journey of a Barista's Life
chapter 4. being wild
The next day I came back to the house rei, apparently he did not wake up.I told his grandmother to go into his room.it turns out he lived with his grandmother.I type the door of his room..I presumptuously entered.I saw a messy room, (his name is also a guy).I woke him up slowly"rei.rei.so do not take me to bang rudi.rei.hai rei..."I shake his wiggle.."you rif?"..take open your eyes.."What time is it?already make a rowdy😁"..."sorry I'm looking forward to trying something new rei😁😁". "astaga, while I take a shower first, you wait outside"..."all right, I'll wait outside"..
In the living room her grandmother approached me .."boy, you're Rei's first friend here who wants to come to her, where's your house, son?whose child?".."yes grandma, I'm arif.sons of slamet and bu ningsih..my house is next to the grandma.nek's house rt..please stop by nek.".."very good you son..titip granddaughter grandma yes.kasian she.in her place of origin she in bully, friends far away i she.he's a good child actually, because the khilaf her parents she became a victim.she became quiet.."..his parents used to be rich.his father was a civil servant at the tax office, his mother was a private bank employee.but they were tempted by the favors of the world.his father cheated and his mother embezzled the customer's money, they divorced, the seizure of property, and the,until finally their property was confiscated by the state, they were arrested by the police.imagine the hard hit rei.pity him.School was not completed.I brought moved the place.last here..then he had a friend ..ie you son.." "yes grandma.I will be good friends with him.maybe friends forever"..in my heart I think.This must be what caused rei to go wild..
A few moments later Rei came, "are you ready to rif?".."have you been".."Where are you guys going?"ask grandma.."want to the house uncle rudi nek_.just for a moment"."eat first".."later ajalah nek.."..said rei while walking.."ayo rif.. later bang rud her hunt away".."alright"\=\=\=
Arriving at the warehouse where bang rudi I was amazed.many modified motorbikes are lined up.."crazy.what is this headquarters"..inwardly.."hai bang rei..said a boy 2 years old 13 years old.."yes..where is bang rud?".."there's behind bang".."ayo rif samperin bang rud..""ayo".."hai bang rud..".."hi rei...tumben here..what's the matter?.".."I brought new boys😁😁...he wants to join us.this is arif bang".."assalamualaikum bang rud..introduce me arif..I want to try new things.Can I join?".."of course rif...here I see your bakaylt..try you jockey of this bike..rei..take him into the field..I want to see how he drives.".."ya bang rud.ready 86"
With a feeling of fear, trembling, and doubt.arif took to the field.on the follow-up of the rei, they prepared.cold sweat wise out, but in defeat with pain and hate..both tastes change the feeling of wisdom that was originally afraid to be determined.in the gebernya as fast as the bike ..until the end of the field he is the winner.."great wisdom.bakat pent..bakat terpakan ..you use it to go down the street later on Sunday.if it is not comfortable you can arrange with rei.welcome to join.".."thanks bang rud.."answered.
Hri already in the evening, repatriate the two of them.arif brought the motorcycle bang rud earlier.until his mother's house asked.."where le?whose motor is it?".motor friend buk, ask right."...in the heart of wisdom.pardon your son buk, with this lost already my tired mind..
