At the Crossroads of Love

12 Wild Racing

Gea has been delivered home, Ara and her papa have reached home.

'' Ra, tonight Papa wants service, you lock all the doors and windows first? just now you're clean." orders her papa to Ara, who's because Ara's home alone. And usually when it's night patrol, the papa comes home in the morning.

'' Papa came home no, Pah" asked Ara who usually left his father, while still in Semarang.

'' Come home in the morning, as usual. Let Papa just bring the keys. Later for example not until morning , papa did not wake you.'' tell his papa.

About the tenth hour Papa Randy out of the house, previously confirmed the condition of the house and his daughter. Ara was staring at the laptop screen on her study desk.

''Ra.... papa's leaving, huh? be careful at home. Don't open the door carelessly." the papa's message.

Ara turned to her papa, Yes.... Papa was also careful.''

'' Don't play on his laptop too late. Assalamualaikum.''

'' Waalaikumsalam'' Ara replied after kissing the back of her papa's hand.

Papa Randy's goal was to go to the office first, then later comb the streets.

While driving there were reports from his men, that there was a wild race action on road X. And Papa Randy immediately instructed his men to slide directly to the CTF, because if he had to gather first and wait he would not be hunted. Moreover, the current location and TKP quite far.

Reports of wild races are true. Papa Randy to TKP , his condition is already complicated. Many young people run down the ridge is not necessarily the direction that is important not caught. The roar of the vehicle shrieked the ears, some managed to escape but many were also caught.

All those caught were led to the city police. Either just watching or the race participants. They were gathered in the courtyard, told to squat with hands on their heads not to stand let alone sit.

Papa Randy walks around the young people of hope of the nation that is going the wrong way. His eyes fell on a young man he knew.

Raga.yeah he is Raga, one of the participants of the wild race. Papa Randy just passed in front of Raga, not at all greeting him.

How about Raga, when she felt shrieked and scared by Papa Randy's gaze. Moreover, Papa Randi just passed through it.

With Papa Randy, Raga has a fear, in contrast to his papa, who has a sense of wanting to always fight back. Meeting and facing was lazy to say hello let alone talk.

Young people hope a lost nation can go home with the guarantee of parents who pick up. After that, they were serving their punishment first.

Papa Randy's new dawn is home. He stopped by dawn prayers at the village mosque, then bought a roving chicken porridge he happened to meet on the road.

Because it was too sleepy, Papa Randy immediately entered the chicken porridge room just placed on the dining table.

Papa has gone home, bring more porridge.

Ara went straight to the kitchen to pick up a plate and a spoon, and she ate a pack of chicken porridge that her father had bought.

Finish eating porridge Ara directly carry out activities on Sunday. Ara put the dirty laundry into the washing machine, sweeping in the house continued the yard. The laundry has been dried, the rice has been cooked. The tenth hour of work has been completed.

Time to relax

Ara sat watching tv in the living room. The papa's out of the room. Ara who heard the open door turned her head, because her papa's room was behind the middle room.

'' Papa ... has woken up... go home at what time?''

'' April. ''the papa is headed to the dinner table.'' You have breakfast, Ra?'' continued.

Ara got up to the kitchen to pick up dishes and spoons and make warm tea for her papa.

Ara sat down in front of her papa, accompanying her overflowing breakfast papa.

''Ra.'' between the feed Papa Randy'' your friend who was here last night was a wild race.''

''Who has been here... Brother Raga!!.. Whah?'' asked Ara in shock.

''Hemmm''

''So he likes racing?'' ask Ara lirih.

He saw his daughter''' Papa does not know Ra. kan only semalem papa yaya. Be careful when choosing a friend.

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