Kepentok Cinta Girl Seller Cilok

02. Pursuing Again (Revision )

One week after the police chase and raid. Dodit's motorcycle gang again held a wild race, but this time in the village field that is not known by the police according to them.

"Where's dodit? Why haven't you come yet?" tanya Azriel is ready to take on the wild race again.

"Then again on the road. Be patient about why Ziel" Tomi said.

"Huh, last night she also ran off on her own. I was chased by the police to the village, fortunately I hid in a quiet house" said Azriel again.

"Yes, lately the police have been razing very often. I don't know if it's true that our motorcycle gang is a drug dealer?" ask Tomi.

"Yes maybe. Motor gangs are synonymous with drugs too, drunk and party***." says Azriel.

"Lo himself, why get into the biker gang?"

"Gue loves racing, doesn't like parties like that" Azriel said.

"Huh, you holy-ass!"

"Belgium!"

They were still waiting for Dodit to come, all were waiting as well. Tomi is restless, and so is Azriel. The race plan was a few minutes.

"Lo call Dodit dong, Ziel" Tomi said.

"Ck, he's the head of the gang, but why is it not a responsibility. Everyone's waiting for that."

"Well, on dong the Dodit's phone."

"Ck, yes."

Azriel picks up his phone, searches for the contact number Dodit laly contacted him. Sign in.

"Dit, where the hell are you going? It's been waiting for you" said Azriel.

"Wire Ziel. You're the same Tomi run and hide!" said Dodit across the street.

"Why? Is there another raid?"

"Yes, let's go and hide!"

"Aah, fuck you! Why didn't you tell me!"

Click!

Azriel turns off her phone, she's afraid the police will come as Dodit says. Tomi notices what Azriel is doing, runs the motor and drives.

"Azriel, why go?!" ask Tomi.

"Quick run and hide! The police are here to raid!" azriel replied, Go straight away.

"Aaargh, dammit! Go play Azriel!"

Tomi immediately drove his bike away from the field. When Azriel got out of the field, it turned out that the police car had arrived. He turned his bike to the other direction somewhere. What is clear is that he must avoid the pursuit of the police who will arrest him.

Sgeeeng!

Azriel fastened towards the road of the village garden. He had to run away and hide, looking back there was a police motorcycle chasing him.

"Damn! The police are after me again. Where were his running mates?" azriel kept pushing her bike.

Until he reached the turn of the road to the village, he immediately drove fast. But the police motorbike is still chasing him, and Azriel continues to search the alleyways of the village in order to hide from the police.

Sgeeeng!

The roar of Azriel's motor echoed the streets of the alley, with the whimpering of his motorbike making passersby curse at him for riding his motorbike at will.

"Woi! Goddamnit! Don't be so fast when you get on the bike! This street has ancestors!" shouted one of the pedestrians who was almost in Azriel's stampede.

"Sori, I'm in a hurry bang!" sahut Azriel turned to the man who cursed him.

Until he did not realize it on the turn and the speeding motorbike hit a cilok cart owned by a girl.

Pork!

"Let's go!"

"My arm! My wagon!"

The cries of Azriel and a girl who owns a lilok cart together. They fall, Azriel falls because she hit a cilok seller's wagon. While the girl whose wagon was hit was almost as tight as Azriel's motor if she held the wagon. Fortunately the girl's hand came off, and Azriel was on a girl's wagon.

The girl of the grubby seller was silent, she was still observing the man who hit her cilok cart. But his pity face really he displayed and ruffled his waist staring at Azriel.

"If the way looks! Eyes forward, riding the bike must be careful. See if you hit my cilok cart and broke everything, losing my trade!" said the girl.

Azriel tried to rise from the fall slowly. The girl in front of him who was angry did not try to help him get up.

"I'm sorry, I'm being chased by the police again" Azriel replied.

"The wayward child, so pursued by the police" said the girl.

Azriel looked at the face of the girl in front of her, holding onto her aching arm. His face grimaced, at the sight of his cilok cart indeed all the cilok merchandise of the girl spilled. Azriel lowered her head, trying to take responsibility for cleaning the pot with the pea sauce, the bottle with the peanut sauce and some of the plastic, she sorted it all out.

Enforcing the cilok cart that almost missed the wheel because of the impact of the motor wheel. He looked at the girl, then smiled sweetly. The girl was still staring intently at Azriel.

"Gue has helped you, don't be angry" Azriel said.

"Obviously I'm angry, you're making my trade lose!" said the girl.

"Heheh, I'll change. How muchisit?" asked Azriel to take out her wallet.

"About having money, it's easy to want compensation" he said again.

"I have money, if there is no money you can not pay your losses" said Azriel.

The girl was silent, she snorted annoyed because everything was broken and her peek was wasted. In the wheel of the cart that is slightly tilted, slowly but stifled because if forced thrust will fall again the wagon.

Azriel helped push the wagon, carrying it in the direction where the girl was taking it. The two are silent, Azriel is not feeling good on her own for almost destroying the wagon of the girl who sells the lick.

"Will you go home?" ask Azriel.

"Well, keep going. The wagon is broken, the lick is dirty" replied the girl.

Azriel was silent again, glancing at the girl who was still annoyed at him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" Azriel replied.

"On purpose, I have been screaming ever since. Let the people come and beat you up" said the girl again.

The girl's hand and Azriel kept pushing the broken wagon, arriving at the simple house with a sizable yard and a warehouse to store the damaged wagon.

Emerging from the door of the house a middle-aged woman was astonished by her son who was coming home sooner than usual.

"Qilla, why did you come home so soon?" ask mother.

"Yes ma'am, got lost. His wagon hit him." replied the girl named Qilla pointing at Azriel.

"Lho, was he hit? How's story?" ask her mother again.

"Yes, he used to ride a dirty motorbike on that alleyway. It was hit by a cilokku bu cart." replied Qilla again.

"Yes, just keep it on the side. It will be corrected for help with mang Sapri" said his mother.

"Yes ma'am."

Qilla left before Azriel who had been silent. He felt guilty about the incident.

"Emm, I'll pay for your wagon fix" Azriel said.

"Must!"

"For a while, I picked up my bike that was in the house" Azriel said.

Qilla was silent, and she went straight into the house without saying anything to Azriel. Azriel himself immediately went to the crash site to pick up his motorbike, because he just stayed. As soon as he arrived, he saw the police motorbike chasing him coming.

"Well, it's the police again, I have to hide this" he said.

He quickly picked up his bike and drove fast towards Qilla's house not far from the place and went into hiding for a while.

Sgeeeng!

"Woi! Don't run!"

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