Dilan Picisan's
Karrel meets Dilan
On the side of the road, just below the mango tree, a girl was seen crouching down on her face at the fold of her hands above her knees.
The girls were crying.
The ringing of his cell phone has been ringing since 20 minutes ago but he did not mind.
Tests. Tests.
Two drops of rain drops landed on Dilan's head. He then looked up.
"Huaaa, hicks..."
Dilan's crying is breaking.
"BARIA ******!!!" dilan Ompat.
Then he drowned his face again.
There are no road riders.
Whether this road is indeed empty of motorists or there are no more road users because the clock has shown at half six in the afternoon.
Karrel-seated on his big motorbike. Speed up fast, sweep the streets.
Legged black eyes Karrel covered full face helmet.
His mind was muddled considering that his best friend was no longer in the world forever.
Carrels are getting more gas. He realized that the road that passed turned out to be the most terrible place for him.
This lonely road is where Mike-his best friend breathes his last.
Instantly his chest tightened, his gaze blurred, the speed of the motor he was driving swallowed.
As powerful as Karrel was controlling himself.
But it seems he is no longer able to compensate for the heavy motor he occupied.
On the verge of losing consciousness, his vision accidentally fell on the girl who was crouching under the roadside mango tree.
Karrel could not see for sure who the girl was because her face was drowned above the folds of her hands.
What makes his attention can not be separated is the shoulder of the girl up and down like she was crying.
He returned to his motorbike which had stopped for a moment to neutralize the tightness of his chest earlier.
This time the wheels were not very fast.
After Karrel's motor stopped in front of the girl who was crouching the glass of his helmet he opened.
It seems like Dilan-is not aware if there is someone in front of her.
"DARK!!" Call Karrel more sounds like a snapshot.
Dilan raised his face. Suddenly Karrel shuddered in horror at the sighting of the girl.
"Hiks.., yes.yes.gak pesen ojol bang, hiks," said Dilan after seeing Karrel sitting in the motor, the girl was still as much as he could.
"but, yes no my papa anyway I just want to go home also bang." Dilan stood up to grab the helmet perched in the rearview mirror of the Karrel motorbike.
Karrel widened his eyes to hear the girl's answer.
It's good to have ojol.
Karrel got off his bike but hasn't taken off his helmet. To stop Dilan from reaching for the helmet.
"What did Lo say?! The ojol? I'm not an ojeker from Lo tau." Karrel.
Ck, the guy was buzzing rudely after properly researching the girl's face.
Turns out she's the same girl that bothered him with bang Jaky yesterday.
The girl's poetry. The strangest girl Karrel has ever met.
And now I don't know what bad luck befell Karrel until I have to meet this strange girl again.
"Kalo is not ojol keep what. Pake jacket ijo ijo it's like brother brother go-jek." Dilan said he pointed to Karrel's jacket which was green.
"Ck, you really have to wear an ijo jacket that is ojol!" Karrel Protests.
Dilan looked at Karrel's face covered in a full face helmet, his lips pulled down then "Huaaaa..."
"Eh,eh, how we cry anyway."
Wonderful Karrel while looking back and forth afraid that someone would mistakenly think Karrel was rude to Dilan.
"Yaudah anyway if not bang ojol, stay anterin I doang what is difficult," said Dilan somehow since when it was sitting sweet on the motorcycle seat Karrel.
"What's? You are crazy! You just met a stranger but immediately asked for anterin to come home. If I'm a macem-macem the same Lo how?!" Grumbled Karrel astonished as well.
"Kalo Lo macem macem same I live I kick have Lo until can not wake up again, "threaten Dilan, Karrel reflex holding his fear.
"This part is not the first time we met, I never nolongin Lo from bang Jeki thugs bencong that time if Lo forget. So.." pause Dilan 'sroot' let out his snot, "change elo help me." Dilan continued to throw away his old snot tissue.
Karrel gawked with his mouth open to see Dilan's behavior beyond reason.
There was no shame in letting out snot in front of Karrel.
The cold guy was made to ring his head by Dilan's behavior.
"Let's down Lo!" Cold Karrel orders.
"NO!" Reject Dilan relax.
"NO!"
"GET DOWN I SAID!"
"DON'T I SAY!"
"Lo, what the hell do you really want?" Tanya Karrel is tired.
"Gue told you to go home." Dilan replied with his head covered with a helmet sometime.
"Judah, come home! Why sit in my car!"
"I told you Lo was my anterin."
Karrel exhaled his breath furiously.
If he was a character in Webtoon maybe his ears have been given a picture of smoke so emotional.
"Sss, get off!" This time Karrel's cold aura came out despite still wearing a helmet but from his voice was already making goosebumps.
Dilan is actually afraid but what can make hpnya was suddenly lowbat when you want to order ojek online.
According to Dilan, this emotional guy in front of him is a good person, right.
I don't know if only the author knows.
"Pliss...please me anterin me huh? This already want magrib loh, Lo biarin time beautiful girl like me on the side of the road gini, not kasian what, if there are thugs or demons that disturb me how? Ihhh takuuut, I'm nebeng ya, pliss. My house is not far away." Yeah." Persuade Dilan to weld.
Karrel looked down and looked down at Dilan who was sitting on his motorcycle.
Dilan took out her saddest face while blinking her eyes a few times showing puppy eyes.
"GU-E-GAK-PE-DU-LI!!!" Karrel.
"Surge!" Expel again.
Dilan got off the carrel motor.
Giving the helmet he had worn to Karrel.
The carrel went straight up and turned on its white sports bike. Leaving Dilan crouched under the mango tree.
Karrel saw the shadow of Dilan from the rearview mirror that crouched down and stopped his motorbike.
He took a breath and then let it out.
The motor he turned back to the place Dilan.
"Good!"carrel orders coldly without seeing Dilan.
Dilan's face instantly cracked and immediately climbed to the back side of the Karrel motor after installing a helmet on his head.
"Let's go!" Dilan.
Ckitt's..
Deg.
The girl's hand reflexively hugged Karrel's stomach from behind as it almost toppled backwards as Karrel gasped.
Karrel who got a hug arrived it instantly froze.
It was the first time that a woman sat in the back seat and also the first time that she was hugged by a woman.
Although not intentionally but still this name hugged.
Karrel gulped his saliva as he felt something foreign splashing down his back. It seems like it belongs to Dilan.
The cold guy tries not to think dirty but his instincts as a normal man then wanders somewhere.
Karrel immediately controls himself to regain consciousness.
"Ekhem, you don't have to bend me," said Karrel when his brazen brain was traveling.
Dilan then took off his embrace.
"Okay anyway, who's the mode, there's also elo tuh the mode, deliberately do you play gas before I was ready earlier?! Ngaku !!"
"Smoke mode same mode plywood board like model elo cake, body seblak aja proud," hardik Karrel.
"IT'S OKAY!! THERE IS ALSO ELO TUH PLEASURE WILL BE HUGGED ME, DIRTY BRAIN LO IT MUST HAVE BEEN TRAVELING WHEREVER. NGAKU!!"
Karrel just rolled his eyes lazily although it was undeniable that what Dilan said just now was indeed true.
Karrel put the motor back on.
At first only silence enveloped the two of them as Karrel's motor swept through the streets at high speed.
Somehow the girl behind Karrel did not overreact like most women when he was hit with high speed as if challenging the angel of death.
But only a few minutes Karrel was lost in his thoughts until Dilan made a sound.
Discussing something that Karrel thinks is not important at all.
Dilan confided in her boyfriend who broke his promise this morning.
Then his girlfriend who was accidentally snubbed by Dilan, his girlfriend turned out to be alone with his ex in Dufan.
Then the last Nabil-who knows who it is, said Dilan Nabil was punished because of the unintentional fear of nagging while the lesson was underway.
Karrel involuntarily pulled both corners of his lips.
