
faz seems to run and rush to leave the satria and rio to the school estimate to pick up his motor spot which is always parked in his garage, and coincidentally today he uses it to school. quickly faz drove away from the school area .
he will soon go to the circus and reportedly there are sponsors who want to see the performance of faz.faz need sponsors to support the event that he will follow to rise to a better event. and as his supporters progresses to include faz in national racing even more.
kazha saw fazha who went to rush after the school bell so curious.faz style was not as usual who always relaxed riding an old motorcycle without a helmet. but now complete with his leather jacket and his full vaice helmet.see kanzha so curious with fazha behavior.where the gus will go.
"sister rio... brother faz where are you going to hunt?" ask kanzha when passing by rio and satria at the front stop of the school.the same will go home to the cabin riding an angkot.
"exercise. .." replied the short cousin all do not know if they are actually cousins.
"what training?" kanzha asked curiously sitting beside Rio casually no matter what the view people had towards her.
"racing.. motorbike" replied rio again casually. gazing forward without glancing at the kanzha in the slightest.
"racing" kanzha said slightly in a high tone.
"kanzha... don't be hard. ...!" preach satria.no one can know about fazha being a racer.
"wild racing?" kanzha asked again increasingly curious about the figure of fazha.
"of course not.. official racing if this time faz win will race in sepang malaysia" rio explained at length about fazha activities.
"does abi and umi know about this....?" the more kanzha answers the more curious and the more eager to explore them all.
"of course you know.." replied the satria relaxed. kanzha skedikit calm when he knew that abi and umi tau. walu previously they did not know.
"faz when acting cool you zha.." kats satria tells the lunge faz because he himself has seen the action of racing faz during practice.
"gus fazha.. much I don't know about you. You hide yourself.your cleverness hafitz you.then your racing skills actually I have to how to behave with you gus me" think kanzha monologue with his own heart.heard the story of the knight about the gus girl can not imagine how much risk must be borne by fazha if the race.
"kazha... let's angkot has come" rio's invitation surprised the kanzha because angkot has come . kanzha who had been daydreaming so jolted in shock.
in circuit.....
A middle-aged man in a cool suit had been waiting for half an hour.he was curious to see a prospective racing athlete who he would sponsor. he must get accurate evidence by seeing for himself the performance of the young man who is in need of it.
faz is ready in the circut.the support team is ready at the best to build the performance faz need a team that is on duty of sorts. today there is no other driver just faz who will try out his new vehicle from sponsors who will support.the more sponsors the better the vehicle will be used.
faaz began to ride fast with his motorbike.impressive appearance at the turn.clutch game and stable gas can be overcome by faz well.
So far no one knows that the young man is a son of the famous kyai and ustadz. because faz always uses a secret identity. tanzala raice. abi does not mind the choice of the son. because it is considered his hobby that needs to be copied.
the big boss is happy with the faz performance especially the description of the manager makes the man more yahkin with sponsorship for faz.
"smart young man. . bring him here I want to meet" ordered the boss, who was sitting across his legs sucking a whirl of tobacco.
"but usually he does not want to sir.." said the manager faz. faz for the sake of closing the identity always limit the relationship with the sponsors. let alone time working.
"let's just say his future father-in-law wants to meet for sure he will come. Otherwise I won't allow him to marry my daughter" said the man seriously did not seem to joke once.
"well sir. .." though the man agreed to go and call the faz in the cockpit.
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