His wife Ustadz Part. 2

66. The Tsuiso Battle (Tandem)

Hasna calmly began to pass the gears and also stepped on the gas pedal slowly but surely.

"Yes! you can still stop actually, "persuade Lintang with his soft voice.

"Still Lin! but I don't want to, how dong!" reply Hasna casually and began to add the speed of the car owned Lintang.

"Nanaaaa! this is my car. I have the right to forbid you to race. Let alone another wild race." The Sarcas of the Latitude in the end.

"Yes I know this is Lo's car. But now it's within my control. Ouwss is the shift. Just hold it don't bring it. I'm sliding two cars."

In the end, the latitude is silent. Hasna could no longer be persuaded. Even now the tension began to appear on the body gestures Hasna who sat firmly on her bench. He was pushed back by two cars at once.

Hasna racked her brain to catch up. The car he drives is not his sports car that many advanced tools hidden, for speed and so on.

Moreover, Afnan who is so devoted to Hasna without restrictions, will always be persuaded Hasna to modify his car with sophisticated parts that are not cheap.

Hasna smiled happily, after which she glanced towards the Latitude. Hasna's strange gurgle makes Lintang wary.

"Bismillah!"

As Basmalah said. Hasna drove Lintang's car at the speed of a hundred, outwitting her opponent with a pura about to graze the car.

"Nana! don't be crazy, my new car!"

"Santuy Lin's. I'd better be my navigator. Point Map at this street. I don't really know the terrain." Pinta Hasna's.

"Ck! yes it is." yes."

With annoyance. Latitude also obeyed Hasna. He opened a map in the area.

"Where's the finish point, Lin?" ask Hasna. His sight was still pocused on the asphalt and a few wild-roofed cars in front of him.

"Where do I know! you're in the race." Ketus Latitude.

"Cieee Ayank Candles latch!" ledek Hasna, he glanced briefly to his left at Latitude.

"Whisper! I'm going to A'a Ustadz. Just look!"

"Ciaa starts a basic baper Mak Mak."

"Lo himself what?"

"Hehe .... The samma! hold Lin, I want to overtake the black one." Pinta Hasna, and without Latitude approval. Hasna started playing the gas pedal and also the brake pedal.

Hasna managed to overtake the black car in front of her with ease, the black driver until he kicked his steering because he was upset to overtake a red car that looked foreign.

"His car, foreign koq? I just saw Bray! do you know whose car?" ask the driver.

"Then anyway? no! I also do not know who the Drifter (racer/Rider). New drifter maybe!" answer the friend next to him.

"If there's a new wild drifter, there's definitely information. Or I don't know." continued the driver.

"Come away!" reply to the friend who is sitting next to him.

In front of Sana. It appears in Hasna's view there are three more cars that Hasna must pass in order for him to enter the finish line first. Although the finish line Hasna did not know, because Hasna only relied on her feelings.

"Ahead, round Na." Latitude who stared at Map on a flat screen in front of her that was attached to the dashboard of the car.

"OK! thanks Candles Chayank, end of it you want to cooperate." Hasna's casual response. Like her he had already found an opening to precede the white car in front of him.

"Astaghfiullah! just realized!"

"What's Na?" tanya Lintang who saw Hasna suddenly panicked.

Hasna swallowed her spit mutely. Now it's clear everything. "One pole." Say it again.

He saw the distance between the power poles as a benchmark for the length of the track. Hasna began to understand, that the race he was following illegally will end after a few rounds.

"Road with a few rounds huh Na?" tanya Latitude.

"Like it." Hasna answered with a listless nod.

"Nana's spirit!" latitude squeals right in Hasna's ear. Hasna knew it was a pleasure from latitude.

But Hasna remained firm on her stance. Already mingled in the track arena, then his unanimous determination he must win! Now Hasna's task must overtake the yellow car and orange car that had preceded her at the beginning of the race. Hasna like her already found a way to get ahead of them.

Hasna began to slipstream following other riders who were one line and a line in front of her. Later he will utilize the air flow around to gain momentum overtaking his opponent.

Right around the corner Hasna gets a chance to get ahead of her opponent. Very good momentum. Two cars at once he can pass.

Tactics Late Braking Hasna use and also in combination with the technique of power slide when reaching the opponent, because of the condition of the car's power is fit. So when entering the bend and moving gear and the gas pedal is stepped on deeply then it can be extra power so that the car experiences oversteer (The wheel does not turn but the body shifts).

Not difficult for Hasna techniques Late breaking and also power slide. He is able to precede his racing opponents by braking slower than the car in front of him, which he will precede. There was a squeak between the clutch and also the brakes and gas that blended perfectly. Hasna finally sped up easily, leaving behind the car she had just left.

The warning tone of the electric sound on the Map being used rang out loud breaking the silence between Latitude and Hasna.

Hasna used the electric sound to use her instincts to increase or decrease the speed. How much distance he has to go and where he has to turn or straight, the most important thing is now the racing field that he began to master.

Time passed quickly, twenty-five minutes passed by Hasna, he chased and chased another rider. They overtake each other and try to defeat each other.

Now Hasna is regretting her selfishness. How not, Hasna was fooled by her own thoughts. He did not expect if his thoughts and estimates missed. Hasna initially thought the race would be straight on one track and one finish point without a lap. But in reality, the finish point is at the strat point, the race is set with a lap. Hasna did not know how many rounds she had to pass.

Victory for Lintang, Now he was laughing out loud in the anxiety he hid because Hasna's madness pressed the gas pedal.

That makes Lintang laugh because he felt funny hearing Hasna was whining spoiled to Allah and also the Prophet Muhammad in the middle of the speed of the car and also the game of clutch, brake and gas. It was as if Hasna was praying on a prayer mat.

"Oh Allah, O Rassullulah. Sorry Nana! Nana did not look at the clock when she wanted to make a mistake. Forgive Nana, O Allah, Messenger of Allah. Nana khilaf again. Set aside the age of the Servant to pursue the time of the Maghreb who has passed, Lord." Hasna prayers that sound like babbling.

Yes, in the fourth round, Adhan Maghrib was heard reverberating and now Magrib's time has passed a few minutes. Unlike Lintang who is menstruating, then he just bersalawat only in his heart.

Hasna is so sumringah! he began to get excited again in order to reach the first Finish and also pursue the time of his prayer that had been left a few minutes.

"One more round Lin. The Ferrari car in front of it is like it will be difficult to conquer. fifty meters before the finish line I have to cut (beyond sharply) it. You get ready, just close your eyes, Lin." Hasna. The latitude just nodded.

Hasna's phone in the bag rings several times. But because it was silent, Hasna did not hear it.

**

Hubbul Wathan Board.

"Sob! Candles are in contact?" Afnan has repeatedly contacted Hasna and also sent messages. Hasna did not answer or return her calls.

"Not A'a Bro!" Even with Ubaydillah, he did the same. But Lintang did not answer his call.

"Where are they going then? koq hasn't returned yet." There was a tone of worry from Afnan.

"Yes, not as usual. Yesterday, Neng Wax said, before the Maghrib will reach the ponpes." Ubaydillah said with a frown, thinking of some possibilities.

Afnan and Ubaydillah decided to go to the main house, while waiting for the Adhan Isya and their Wives.

In the race area.

Bismillah!

Hasna has started to do some techniques to precede the Ferrari in front of her.

"Cuy! the red car behind, it's like it's going to overtake us." said the driver's friend who realized the car behind him was trying to get ahead of them and would help finish a few tens of meters away.

"That was the car, right? who do you photograph his columner?" ask the driver.

"Like her. Whoa wah, you who have no cure want in gibas. ahahah there is no aja."

"Ahahah, they think capable! Waaah, curious look Rider" said the driver then after laughing.

"Like her Cuy woman! or did I see it wrong?"

"Seriously lo?"

"Oh, look wrong maybe."

Hasna is still trying to get ahead of Ferrari in front of her. Two Overtaking attempts, (one overtaking the other, either on the corner or on the straight.) failed. "Aragh!"

"Patience .. Patience! Remember what A'a Ustadz always said. That patience is--"

"Patience is the opening key of heaven. Patience is the elixir of sadness. Grief and sadness are half the disease, calmness is half the cure, and patience is the first step of healing. Allah is with those who are patient and have unlimited rewards. Patience is also the key to success/success. That right?" Hasna interrupted Lintang's words quickly.

"Yup!" reply Latitude with a grin.

"Hemmm ... Huuh! Let's Hasna!" Hasna spoke for herself in a way that added her spirit. A mature count of Hasna, he maneuvered at a contrived pace to approach the opponent's wild drifter in front of his hanging clutch technique. Playing brake and gas. Finally, with one hit when the power of the car in the sense of latitude is enough to reach the opponent in front of him. He went ahead of his opponent.

For a few seconds it appears the position of the tsuiso battle (tandem) is the most eagerly awaited and most exciting moment and interesting at the last second to the finish that has not been the wild looky. Because only this time there is able to defeat the Ferrari wild Drifter.

It looks like two drifters are released together on one track to collide action and beauty ngedrift. But the next second the red car that comes off and goes to the finish line first.

The cheers of the wild rogues echoed. Some were amazed, some were upset, some were stupefied. They wonder whose car is it? Who's the drifter?

"Oh ****! no no no. Crazyaaa I'm in a loser. I'm sure it was a girl!" Shouted a wild Ferrari driftrer who had just defeated Hasna.

How not to feel upset. The City Car class car seemed to casually blink the lights twice as an excuse and turn on two Hazard lights as a sign of gratitude that made it quite speechless before the city car was red it came in and crossed the finish line with his leisurely.

On the other side.

"Alhamdulillah...."

"Nana Lo came in first. You won Na!"

"Li, I won. We won!!" the exuberance of Hasna and Lintang.

**

"Ekhem ...."

"Hoooo, Nana! it must be A'a Ustadz and Ayang Davi."

"Hooh Lin."

Deheman's voice suddenly made both of them surprised, when they were sneaking out of the garage and about to go to the main house, after parking Lintang's car.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" (two male voices at the same time).

"Where did you guys come from, hit this new one?" that was Afnan's voice.

"Darling please turn around!" pinta Afnan later.

"Yank! turn back and answer!" Ubaydillah sounds intimidating Lintang.

"Heeee, I'm going to Byby! Wa'alaikum greetings."

"Uumm, Ayank Davii! Wa'alaikum salutations too."

Hasna and Latitude back in the body with a smile as sweet as possible made, like the sugar spillage of Berton ton, so sweet Make diabetes the Husband.

Uhuk! Thor whining to gep duo Ustadz handsome. Eh wrong! that's Nana and Candles, kaboooorr!!!

Connect first bye, Wassalamu'alaikum.....