Kepentok Cinta Girl Seller Cilok

12. Follows

Qilla was waiting for news from Azriel about the barrel of his motorcycle gang. He is really enthusiastic about wanting to join Azriel as she gathers with the young boy's motorcycle gang friends.

"He when the hell can you get together again with his motorcycle gang? How long is it?" said Qilla who was kneading the cilok dough in the morning today.

His eyes headed for the bamboo hall, where Azriel was still sleeping in. Ibu Nima is also busy preparing the lilok seasoning for the sale of Qilla this morning at the village head office, because there will be a race between RT at the village hall to welcome the seventeen augusts.

Ibu Nina also helped scavenge fortune in the course, the woman was selling rice anduk wrap yanh already cooked this morning. Stay making sambal and also omelet rice friend nuduk made.

"Qilla, you take the frying pan. I want to cook the chili sauce" said Nima's mother told her son.

"Yes ma'am."

Qilla wagged her hand covered in wheat flour after kneading the cilok dough, then headed to the place of the pan and took it. Handed over to his mother and he went to the bamboo hall, to wake Azriel who was still sleeping there.

"Ziel, wake!" qilla said shaking Azriel's body.

"What the hell, I'm sleepy!" azriel turned her body to avoid Qilla.

"Gee! Let's get up, I'll flush the water if you don't get up!" qilla threatens Azriel.

The man did not budge, he continued his sleep and instead pulled the sheath as a blanket. Qilla pulled Azriel's sarong firmly, sending the man carried away and turned towards Qilla.

"What the hell? Disturb me, mending me home no one bothers me to sleep" Azriel said, scratching her head and yawning.

"Ooh, you want to go home? Where to go home, why are you staying in my house for so long?!" qilla looked in annoyance at Azriel.

Azriel opened her eyes, she looked at Qilla while staring at her. Azriel just grinned the horse, then yawned wide. Made Qilla move her body away and cover her nose as the stinging smell of Azriel's breath came out.

"Aish, you stink so much of his mouth. Take a shower and brush your teeth, quickie!" shout Qilla.

Azriel was shocked, and then blew her palm and kissed her. He grimaced and smiled widely and then moved from his seat running towards the bathroom outside.

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Qilla was wearing a t-shirt, with blue jeans that she hadn't worn for a long time. He pegs in front of the cemin, making sure his appearance is neat and appropriate to go to the biker gang.

Her hair in the ponytail, as well as her face slightly in a thin make up. He smiled his appearance was different than usual, in the grab brown jacket and then sidelined on the shoulder. Do not forget to also take his small bag of shells, just in case you bring tens of thousands of money.

He came out of his room to his mother to leave with Azriel.

"Mom, I'm leaving first huh" said Qilla.

"Eh, where are you going? How is the dress different than usual?" asked Nima's mother to watch Qilla from top to bottom.

"There's a mission I have to run ma'am" said Qilla, taking her mother's hand and kissing her.

He left after kissing Nima's mother's hand, and the middle-aged woman was just gawking at the appearance of her different child.

"Kok she can dance and be pretty anyway?"

Qilla approached Azriel who was ready on his bike. He saw Qilla's appearance was different, in his old face the girl then gulped her saliva in amazement at Qilla's beautiful appearance.

"Yuk road" said Qilla wearing a helmet.

Azriel turned her head forward, her heart suddenly beating smooth. He smiled to himself with that attitude. He runs the engine and roars it hard.

"We go to the base, there again to gather my motorcycle gang friends" said Azriel.

"okay."

"But remember yes, don't get hooked by their plugging" Azriel said.

"Yes, I'm focused on my mission" replied Qilla.

"Hand."

"Eh, handle?"

"Yes, I want to hurry."

Qilla held Azriel's waist. Somewhat doubtful in fact, but Azriel pulled Qilla's hand to quickly grab hold of her waist.

The motor drove slowly leaving Nima's mother's house. Azriel then increased the speed on the streets of the village, to make some people curse him who drove a very fast motorbike and made a noise.

"Woi! Don't walk around, noisily know!"

"Unfortunately the streets belong to your ancestors!"

Such was the curse that Azriel had on the streets of the village. He smiled obliquely, feeling funny and guilty for bothering those road users.

About an hour's drive away, Azriel's motorbike entered the empty building area. The motor drove slowly, visible from afar some girls dressed in mini and dress up gothic style and also friends of the motorcycle gang Azriel.

Azriel parked her bike in the usual spot, she took off her helmet. Also Qilla, the girl was in trouble but later helped Azriel take off her helmet.

They also headed to headquarters, there were some who jogged enjoy metal songs while drinking. Azriel clasped Qilla's hand, making the girl startled and looking at her from the side.

"Let them not disturb you, and your ledekin also" said Azriel who knew of Qilla's astonishment holding her hand.

As they approach, some of the boys find out about Azriel and smile at her.

"Well, I don't think you want to come hanging out with us, Ziel" said Yogi.

Tomi, who was chatting with another girl turned towards Azriel. Then turning to Qilla, he smiled sinisterly and drew closer to them.

"Lo came too bro, same chick? Beautiful also with lo" said Tomi pay attention to Qilla.

"Yes, only this time. I'm relaxed again" Azriel said.

"Betting that village chick huh? Sweet as well." said Tomi still staring at Qilla.

"He's my girlfriend!" azriel's words made Qilla startled and frowned.

"Oh yeah? Ahaha! Lo likes village girls too it turns out yes. Huhah!"

Azriel was silent, she did not comment on what Tomi always said, she pulled Qilla's hand to leave the place. Meeting Dodit the gang leader, Dodit appears to be drinking with two girls beside him.

Not to forget, Qilla's eyes were looking for someone she suspected. His eyes continued to circulate to all the motorcycle gang children who were busy dancing while drunk. His face grimaced at the sight, but back his eyes looked in all directions. And rested on the two people he had been looking for.

"Well, there it is. He sat around with a drink." said Qilla still staring at the two men he was looking for.

Azriel chatting with Dodit, Qilla was still staring at the two men who then she went to another place. Qilla took off Azriel's handrails and whispered.

"I want to go there first" said Qilla pointing to the direction where the two men had gone.

"Where are you going?" ask Azriel wonder.

"Udah, you're talking to the head of the gang. I want to follow someone" Qilla said.

He immediately pulled out of the place, making Azriel astonished. He wanted to come along, but Dodit invited him to a chat and offered him a drink.

"Lo's drinking, Ziel. I got free from the store, hahah!" the word Dodit refers to an alcoholic drink on Azriel.

"Thank you, thank you." replied Azriel.

His eyes were heading towards where Qilla was going, he was afraid that the girl was misplaced and went the wrong way.

While Qilla was looking for and following the two people, she walked slowly so that the two people did not know. The two men came out of the base through the back road.

Qilla settles, she hides behind a half-collapsed wall and crouches down.

"Where's the stuff?" ask one man.

"Some, I brought it. Where are you going this morning? My friend has already taken a prey" said one friend.

"Someone asked, he was addicted to it" he said again.

"Well, if the addicted one is big pay. You have to pay more for me."

"Well, I'll pay as agreed, he'll be waiting for me this afternoon on the bridge."

"Okay, how many packs did he ask for?"

"Three said he was ready for the money."

One man took out a small package, some packages are already in plastic according to the dose. Then he gave his friend three small pieces of plastic.

Without them knowing, Qilla listened and occasionally took pictures with her old cell phone. He then rushed to leave his place so as not to be caught, he walked quickly and always looked back.

Bugs!

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