BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO

36. The True Conqueror

Tristan was stuffing the laptop into his backpack, preparing to go home as soon as Hakimah approached him.

"Sister, can I talk to you for a second?" ask the judge.

Whatever he will give to the Judge, especially if the Judge only asks for time to speak.

"Why not. Please sit!" He invited Hakimah to sit in front of his desk. Luckily the other employee had gone home first, so he did not have to worry about talking to Hakimah.

"Kak Tristan, don't take it personally? I'm sorry I can't take a gift from Tristan." Hakimah gave the box of mobile phone that he had given to Hakimah during the woman's birthday. "This gift is too expensive. Not worthy of Mommy. It's best for Nadia's sister."

"Why don't you deserve Ima? You are so worthy. This gift I give you sincerely. Nadia already has the same phone." Tristan tried to convince.

"Sorry, I cannot accept it. If Kak Tristan still wants to give gifts, just love books. More useful. No need for expensive.

Tuh right? The woman he was after was not a random woman. Not a woman who is easily glared with material. Very high value. He made himself more impressed with the Judge.

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Alfredo has become a habit, every week gassing on the highway and then hit the off road track by riding the dirt bike with his motorcycle club. But this Saturday was very different. His clubmates became even more excited. Two men, the son of an Indonesian conglomerate and an American conglomerate, joined.

And as a form of their introduction to the club members, they have provided door prizes that will be drawn after they get to the finish line.

No half-hearted, the main prize is a dirt bike. Refrigerators, LCD TVs and other electronic items are just entertainment gifts. Dozens of gifts have been prepared. So only club members whose sustenance is apes who come home without bringing gifts.

Alfredo who handled all the needs of the two handsome men was the crucifixion of sustenance. He was assigned to buy a dirt bike along with all his equipment, such as helmets, body protector, brace neck, boots, special glasses, offroad clothing and other equipment.

Twenty percent of the profits go to Alfredo. So he pocketed tens of millions just to take care of the Congloese sons. Isn't it nice to be friends with them?

The price of each bachelor motor that has not sold is the same as the price of the car. One motor unit costs almost two hundred million. Not to mention trail equipment, gifts, consumption, cameraman services and photographers to document both.

It makes no sense to Alfredo. They shop hundreds of millions, like spending money on candy alone.

"Buy the trail bike and the best gear" Bimasena told him from Australia.

Different from what Danindra wanted.

"Buy the most expensive motorbikes and equipment" Danindra said. Danindra certainly understand, if the price is always directly proportional to the quality.

Although very happy, Alfredo was also a little anxious. Because the two men wrestled the woman had never followed the trail adventure at all.

They can be fast-paced on the circuit with billion-dollar sports cars and beautiful women next to them. But offroad trails are very different from their skills. Trail is an extreme sport because the rider has to go through difficult terrain

"You can bring a motor?" tanya Alfredo worried about Bimasena and Danindra, when the trail bike both dropped from the Jeep Wrangler Brute Double Cab. The car pick up among the noble who carry Bimasena and Danindra motorcycles from Jakarta.

"He doubted us bro" Bimasena told Danindra.

"The cave often drives a Kawasaki Ninja H2 Carbon, but yes on the highway" Danindra replied.

Alfredo clucked straight away. Because Danindra just mentioned the brand of motor sport that costs eight hundreds of millions.

Crazy, how do these people make money.

"Trus you?" ask him to Bimasena.

"Yaaa, back in High School, I rode a duck bike with loundry to my mom's subscription."

Bimasena's answer actually made Alfredo glare.

"So last time you brought a motorcycle in High School?"

Bimasena was back to laughing.

Before starting to drive, Alfredo sent his photos with Bimasena and Danindra to their alumni group with the caption,

Trail Adventure with Mr. Bimasena and Mr. Danindra.

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For the first time he tried one of those extreme sports. Played dirt bike with Danindra, Alfredo and Alfredo dirt bike club.

And now the riders are preparing on their respective bikes to bulldoze off road terrain. The riders started moving forward one by one. He was behind Alfredo followed by Danindra.

He could hide in his heart. Why did the female ghost follow her all the way to a place like this. Though he wanted to try the trail, just to take his mind off Nadia.

At first they went through a safe route. For him, this track is still very light.

Not long after that they started to pass through the puddles. Obstacles began to appear one by one. He must keep his vehicle while passing through the puddle so as not to maneuver right turn or left turn, to avoid potential slipping. Very challenging.

Not far from the puddle, in front of them there was already a muddy hole. They stopped the vehicle while watching one by one the riders go through that one challenge.

"Reduce the speed, do not brake or open the gas suddenly." Alfredo's instructions to both of them who are beginners.

It would be a shame to fall in that hole. Although not a few riders are mired and fell. Very exciting. Makes him momentarily able to forget the face that always bothers him.

It was a bit tense as he passed through that mud-filled hole. He followed Alfredo's lead. His feet clamped the tank. Finally he can pass through the field without having to fall or lower his legs.

Unfortunately for Danindra. The motorbike he was driving slipped and he fell into the mud. He appeared with a body full of mud. But the man laughed happily after falling. Another rider helped lift the Danindra motor from the mud.

"Seru Bro," said Danindra excitedly.

Shame from falling or shame?

And as they passed the river, Danindra and the other riders who had fallen in the mud pool paused to clean his body.

And once they arrived at the extreme climbs, his guts instantly shrank.

Bimasena is just a beginner who very rarely touches a two-wheeled vehicle. Riding the length of death like in front of him requires not only courage, but also skill and experience. While he only had courage.

"Well, this climb of death. The cave is retreating. Can't cave. Nervous bro. You can meet the angel of death here" siss Danindra.

They both looked at one by one the riders who climbed to the climb. Every three riders who climb, only one escapes to the top of the climb.

"You don't have to go up. Through the road over there, not too panjak here.," cried Alfredo.

"I went up" he said steadily after gathering his courage until it was completely intact.

Danindra turned towards him.

"You sure?"

"Yes, sure." The adrenaline's been ridden.

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Alfredo was very anxious when Bimasena said "I ride." He tried to get in the way but Bimasena could not be prevented.

Finally he was just behind Bimasena to broadcast a live broadcast on the alumni group, Bimasena action to conquer the steep climbs that almost stood it.

Now Bimasena is ready on his trail bike.

Bimasena motor began to drive up the lowest climb. The position of his feet clamp the motor body so that the motor remains stable.

The more up the ramp the steeper. Armed with an expensive motorbike, Bimasena's motorbike easily climbs the climbs.

Right in the middle, extreme starting ramp, Bimasena standing position so that the motor is not reversed. His body passed through the handlebars.

Alfredo could not believe how the novice Bimasena was able to do that.

But when he almost reached the top of the climb, Bimasena did a blunder. The gas he pulls is fully open, whether intentionally or not. So that his motor jumping, hovering in the air, fell upside down on the ground. Bimasena and his motor rolled around quickly and violently sliding down.

Alfredo and Danindra and other bikers immediately ran to Bimasena to help.

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From morning, Nadia continued to monitor her High School alumni group on a messaging app. Alfredo continued to post their trail adventure videos. Not interested in seeing the action of the dirt bike. But because it was very worrying Bimasena.

It felt like I really wanted to call Bimasena and ask him to come home right then and there.

Why is he still worried about Bimasena? Was he not the one who asked Bimasena not to have any contact with him?

He shudders in horror every time he watches an action video challenging Bimasena. Although Bimasena managed to conquer the obstacles, no sense of pride appeared in his heart. It felt like going there with a broomstick to hit Bimasena who was playing with his own life.

And as he watched the last video, seeing how the Bimasena motor flew, soaring in the air, and Bimasena and his motorbike hit the ground and rolled around so fast, Nadia's life was like being plucked from her body.

His phone, the gift from Tristan also fell to the floor, until the screen cracked a thousand. Following his body that sagged to the floor.

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Thank you for all the support.

Greetings from Author Ina AS.

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