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Chapter 1

Clique

Regita turned off her room lights. Currently, the only remaining illumination was a lamp sleeping on the nightstand. AC has been set as comfortable as possible, the windows are also closed and locked. Regita pulled the blanket thick to the chest, then closed her eyes.

"Fly me to the moon .. let me play among the stars ..."

"Let me see what spring is like .. on Jupiter and Mars ...."

Frank Sinatra's song 'Fly Me To The Moon' is playing from Regita's cell phone, it means there's a call coming in. But Regita did not immediately lift it, he let a while while listening to the song with eyes still closed.

"In other words, hold my hand .. in other words, baby, kiss me ...."

Regita grabbed her phone. Can't leave it for long, who knows it's an important phone. Or maybe a call from his girlfriend. Ah, don't hope. Until the elephant calves, Regita's boyfriend is unlikely to call her. The bottom line is yes, IMPOSSIBLE.

"Felin?" The girl's eyes opened wide as she read the name on the screen. He immediately pressed the green button.

"Hallo, Brother Re!"

"Yes, hello, Fel, what's wrong? Is it the same with Re?"

The voice across there did not immediately reply. Felin used to call Regita, but never in the late hours of the night like this. Regita became curious about it.

"I-it, Brother. Hm ... Brother Jasen."

Regita's eyes widened when she heard her boyfriend's name called. Jasen Admiral Pressapda, his girlfriend and stepbrother of Felin.

"Jasen why?"

Again Felin did not immediately reply. Regita bit her lower lip, a sense of worry enveloped her.

"Jasen why? Speaking Fel!"

Regita growled in frustration as Felin did not clarify his main sentence. Meanwhile Regita's feelings are getting more worried.

"Sir Jasen ... Hmm, Brother Jasen again I-followed the Galactic Gang, Brother."

"Huh?! Jasen attacked the Galactic Gang? Galactic Gang High School Tunas Bangsa?"

"Yes, Brother."

"You know the location?"

"Flamboyant Street."

Regita decided to unilaterally call. He immediately changed his nightgown with faded blue skinny jeans and short maroon t-shirts. Not to forget, Regita also wears a basic jeans jacket to protect her from the cold night wind. Before exiting the room, Regita snatches the keys to her motorcycle.

"Where are non-Gita going?" Regita turned to the housekeeper who threw the question at her.

"Get out a minute, Bi. Don't tell Mom that's Papa." The housekeeper nodded, shaken.

Regita came down the stairs while running. It took me a long time to get to the garage where the bike was. Regita's house is very large and spacious. Especially the room on the fourth floor.

"Such a shame, huh. Why don't you turn this fucking ladder into an elevator?!" he muttered as he continued running down the stairs.

Arriving in the trunk, Regita circulates her gaze looking for the Mita-motor ninja beloved. In the trunk of his house, there are eight luxury cars and dozens of motorcycles. Regita has trouble finding Mita.

Tinn ... tinn ...

Regita had to double-clax so that the gatekeeper's guard would wake up. Basic kebo. Be told to take care even molor.

"Pett sir! This rush!"

"Yes yes, Non. Sorry." The gate of his house opened automatically when Mr. Satpam pressed a button near the guard post.

Regita's pulling gas. Mita was traveling at an above average speed. Fortunately, the streets were quiet because the clock was showing at eleven o'clock at night.

Arriving at Flamboyant Street, Regita turned off his motorbike on the side of the road. He looked around completely unbecoming. The humans were lying on that road covered with blood. Not a few are still fighting, whether it's with bare hands or with weapons.

Regita immediately ran over when her eyes found the figure she was looking for. Of course with fear.

"Stop, Sen!" Regita screams pleading while pulling the arm of a man who is her boyfriend.

"ANSR**! MOVE LO!" The man pushed Regita down onto the asphalt. "Aren't you supposed to be in this place!!"

Regita fluttered, sitting on the asphalt without any intention to stand. He looked at his girlfriend who was full of bruises and bleeding wounds. Not just Jasen, almost everyone in the place was bleeding. Whether it was due to the blood from the kick wound, the tonjokan, the wooden or iron punch, even the prick from the dagger. As a result, the rancid smell of blood was smelled by all of their noses.

Bugh!

Regita's reflexes looked back, coinciding with the collision of a man who had almost hit Regita's head with a wooden block. The girl was shocked to death, then changed her body position to stand up.

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