Love Comes Because of the Unaccustomed

Race 2

Agam continued to follow Paris from behind with a considerable distance because he did not want to cause trouble for Paris or even make the owner of his heart wretched. Up ahead, Paris still leads the streets. But Jesh's distance isn't too far either. They still continue to rotate the gas to the maximum.

Until the middle of the circuit, Jesh was able to keep up with Paris. He even opened the glass of his helmet so that it showed the eyes of his eagle. As he was about to get ahead of Paris, he briefly looked towards Paris while blinking one eye. While Paris only glanced from the corner of his eyes while turning in his heart because he succeeded in the first place.

Paris is not losing. He's turning the gas faster. Being the girlfriend of an Indian-born Jesh, there is nothing in the Parisian dictionary at all. In the third round, Paris took the lead again. He managed to get ahead of Jesh at a fairly sharp turn. Agam who had followed Paris was horrified when Paris preceded Jesh from the left side when on a sharp corner. Agam had thought, what the guts of a Parisian Ernest made.

The last round soon Jesh and Paris passed. Their distance is still very close even though Paris is still in the lead. Yesh, the king of the night, certainly will not let Paris win this match. Because she highly recommended a Parisian to be her night queen. Just as the last round began, Jesh was again able to precede Paris.

“ Si*al!!” parisian Ompat. “ Cannot be in the biarin. I have to find a way to make this bet fail. Because to win, it looks like it will be difficult for me. “ Inner Paris see how great the bike driven by Jesh. At the beginning, the Jesh motorbike looks ordinary. Just like the motor. But why on the last lap, the bike was running so fast. Even now Paris has turned the gas to the ground, but still can not precede Jesh.

Turn one in front. And it looks like Jesh is weak around the corner. But even though he managed to get ahead of Jesh in the corner, not necessarily he won the game. Because after the corner, the road back straight until the finish line. Finally Paris got an idea to prevent Jesh from winning this match. Although this idea was dangerous for him. But instead of being a lover of Jesus, Paris would rather die.

Right around the sharp corner, Paris precedes Jesh, then suddenly in front of Jesh so that makes Jesh surprised and nudge the Parisian motorcycle side. Because the Paris motorbike is still running quite fast, the Paris motorbike becomes buoyant. Feeling the motor is good, Paris gave a little smile smirknya. He tried to reduce the speed of the bike, and after the speed of the bike was not as fast as it was, Paris slammed a little of the bike and made the bike more olieng. Dan.Brack…

“ Paris!!” shouted people who watched the Paris motorbike whiz and collapsed until dragged several meters. Paris' body bounced to the edge. Because Paris deliberately jumped when the bike began to lose control. He did not want to harm himself by letting his body dragged by the motor up to a few meters.

“ Paris! “ shouted Agam who witnessed the incident live. He immediately increased the speed of his motorbike to approach the body of Paris that bounced to the side of the road and had rolled several times. While Jesh, who heard the sound of the motor falling, immediately pressed the brake lever until the motorcycle tire squeaked. He looked back to make sure. Then when he saw the motorbike driven by Paris dragged on the streets, he immediately turned his motorbike to approach Paris.

Agam immediately stood on his motorbike, took off his helmet and threw it in any direction and immediately approached Paris which was unconscious.

“ Paris..Paris..” call Agam while shaking the shoulder of Paris slowly. There was no movement from Paris. Agam lifted Paris' head slightly, then took off Paris' full face helmet. Paris closed her eyes. I immediately checked the pulse of Paris. Then he put his finger in front of Paris' nostril.

“ Thank goodness you are still breathing. “ said Agam a little relieved. “ Paris..Paris..” call Agam while patting Paris cheek. Paris still has not answered. I am back to panic. He took the head of Paris into his lap. He called an ambulance without thinking. After he finished calling the ambulance, Agam again contacted someone.

“ Cepet come to XXX road now. You take my bike here. I wait not to use for long. “ said Agam to someone he contacted.

Then Agam put his phone back in his jacket pocket. He looked back at Paris whose eyes were closed. Then he examined every inch of Paris' body. He saw that the jacket that Paris was wearing was torn in some parts. Agam scrutinized each of the torn parts. Was Paris's skin torn like the jacket he was wearing? Apparently not very. Only on the elbow looks bruised and his skin is injured bleeding.

Then I switched to another part of my body. Checking the head of Paris. Ah, thank God, the head of Paris did not bleed at all. Not seen though. Switching to another part of the body. Torn Paris pants in some parts. Agam's wounds were found on Paris's knees and ankles. The knee of Paris bleeds more than any other part of the body.

A little sigh of relief. I hope no part of the inside is injured. Agam Prayer. Maybe the state of Paris is not too severe when he rolled many times, because he was wearing a thick jacket scratch-resistant, also thick pants. And the upper body he wears a safety.

A motorcycle approached on the side of Agam and before long the motorbike was not heard anymore.

“ How is he doing? “ ask Jesh to panic. After all, Jesh did not want this to happen. Moreover, he also had a taste with this crossbreed girl.

“ I call an ambulance first. “ said Jesh while pulling his phone out of his jacket pocket.

“ No need. Hold the ambulance until here. “ replied Agam. He stroked the cheeks of Paris gently, trying to resuscitate the Paris that was in his lap.

Before long, another motorbike sounded. There are even some.

“ Step aside, lo. “ Azkara jolt while brushing off Jesh's body. Inevitably, Jesh stepped aside.

“ How is he Gam? “ ask Azkara.

“ He is unconscious. But if you look at it from the outside, there are no serious injuries. Hopefully his internal organs are also fine. “ said Agam. Azkara rubbed her face rough. He deeply regrets his stupidity of not being able to protect the girl he loves.

“ Do not move. “ lontar Agam warned Azkara. Kala Azkara wants to take Paris' body to be moved into his lap. “ We do not know how the condition of his internal organs. I do not want to take the risk, if his body is moved will further aggravate the wound. “ continued Agam.

Azkara justifies Agam's speech. He abandoned his intention to take over Paris.

“ Hold on again ambulance until here. We just wait. “ Agam continued back.

“ Watch out, move aside...get aside..gue want to pass. “ says someone who just arrived. He tried to break through the crowd that was there.

“ Brother...Lo why? “ ask Toriq, cousin sister of Agam. Son of Keanu Permana. He then squatted beside Agam. He is older than Agam by two years.

Agam looked to the side. “ I'm not pa-pa. You brought my bike home. I have to take him to the hospital. “ he said.

“ This who? “ ask Toriq while pointing at Paris.

“ Temen me. He had an accident while riding his motorcycle. Oh yes, you guys tell oma, I will go home maybe tomorrow morning. “ replied Agam.

Uing….Uing….Uing..A ambulance siren sounds. And the medics got off the ambulance and approached Paris. They do first aid, then ask Agam to move Paris' body to the top of the gurney slowly.

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