Love On Asphalt

Episodes 10

Taps... Taps... Taps....

Linga stepped her feet towards the classroom corridor that was still stretched. Be familiar

only, there was still plenty of time before the entrance hour, and the other children were indeed

get used to coming at least 15 minutes before the class bell. Himself asleep

pretty good last night. Imagine he will get lunch from Farrand

just made him happy, especially plus Farrand wants to be the navigator? Waw. As the saying goes. Once snuggled

oars, two three islands exceeded. While approaching with Farrand, he

you can get a navigator at once. Remembering the girl

having the ability to analyze the streets well, certainly profitable

to him.

The still quiet and airy atmosphere of the classroom made it seem like it could breathe

freely and do not feel crowded due to the number of people. And now that

in his eyes there was only Farrand. Farrand's? Yeah, there's only Farrand there.

Good luck in the morning, right? Fortunately, he followed the word

his heart was leaving earlier than usual.

"Hey... " Sheets. Farrand, who had been reading the book, looked over

towards him with a surprised look.

"That's the first time you came?" greet Linga. He smiled and

sit in Nadeen's seat.

"I used to come in the morning if there was a picket schedule." Farrand.

"Oh. Ja. I forgot about that.today you have a picket schedule

classs. You should have come early."

"K....." Farrand. Since when does the Linga care and put

attention to him until he says forget? After all, since when is the Linga

memorized schedule? Ck, just trouble his heart.

"You didn't forget your promise, did you?"

"promise"?

"Get me lunch.

Especially?"

"Ah, of course I remember. I made it for you."

Their smiles were lipped by the Linga. Well. later at lunch she will.

eat good cuisine. Not eating the canteen's mother's cooking anymore. Or a piece of bread

wrap.

"But I'm just making rice with a simple side dish. Is that okay?"

Farrand. He was seen taking out a box wrapped in a handkerchief

blue barpicture eagle.

"No problem. But don't give it straight away at this time."

"Then?"

"Bring it up later on at rest. We eat together."

"Hee?” Farrand's confused. Really am. If he had to add a word

for the description of this young man beside him other than a little handsome - in accordance

which he saw last night - then he would gladly add a word

sucks. It has been difficult to make rice and side dishes for supplies, with

as good as the udelnya he also asked for accompanied by food and also brought food.

Is he his assistant who can be ordered as good as his eel?

"You think I'm your maid?" Ask Farrand who voiced

his thoughts.

"I don't think you're my maid at all. I'm just asking you

bring it." Answer Linga.

"You still have two arms and two legs idle."

"You too." There's no answer. But the Linga knows Farrand

so upset. Evidently with his mouth that is conical. "I brought drinks

and some snacks for extra. So I asked for your help to help me

took her." Lingga. He felt unbearable if he kept looking

wjah is bent because it belongs to Farrand.

 Farrand's smile grew, Ah.

so embarrassed because it was bad to think on Lingga.

Sreekk....

"Farrand...." Nadeen who came suddenly made two people who

facing each other, it looked towards him. They were both astonished by Nadeen's condition

it looks like I just ran a marathon.

"What's up, Nadeen?"

Farrand.

"He.. The phallus is here

too?"

Hmh...

Imaginary veins appear in Farrand's fold. He's pissed. Not that Nadeen answered

the question is, he even greeted Lingga who was next to him. And the

called only her thin smile. Damn it, having a friend like

Nadeen who usually just saw the beautiful face of the young man in front of him without

heed himself who incidentally is his best friend..

"I've come from earlier."

"He..... The phallus didn't intend to shoot Farrand, did it?"

Blush......

Both faces flushed. Didn't expect Nadeen to throw it right away

those curse words. What did he say just now? Shoot at? Hey, Farrand thinks there's something

it doesn't matter what Nadeen's brain is today. That Nadeen? Cardiac arrester

they just grinned and casually sat on the front bench while

staring Farrand.

The phallus turned its face while snorting. Trying to remove the red hue

the one that ran down his cheek. But he could not get rid of the beat

irregular heart that felt from earlier. He acknowledges. Wants him to speak

it was like that blonde girl. But the ego prevents it. Seraya.

his mouth was tight to the exclusion of his feelings. His heart always

remind him of the original purpose of the race. He, a Linga, a Linga

who wants to be the king of the race invincible and make history. And

in addition, he was curious about wanting to defeat the hooded man with his s15. In order to

while this romance he can leave aside and think of another time.

"Ne. ne's... Farrand. I heard there's gonna be another race." Nadeen.

Farrand who heard that let out a sigh of relief. At least he doesn't need to be continuous

in a cornered condition his eccentric best friend. It's not ready yet

her heart. The pain that Dion inflicted was still not healed. He does not want to be in

cap bungle in a hurry to establish romance with Lingga shortly after

his separation from Dion. He will still wait. Waiting for time while

ascertaining feelings. And wait until he is ready and has been steady if

his heart will move. But before that, he had to make sure. What is a Linga

also have feelings for her? Remembering that young man was obsessed only

at the race and the car.

"Then?" Tranquility began to lead Farrand back.

"You don't want to come? I'll try my luck by coming later

nightly. Didn't the Linga come too?"

"Eh." The phallus nodded small and only let out a word

teririt. He did not want to answer with many words, afraid he would later

lured Nadeen's talk and even expressed his taste to Farrand.

"He. You didn't tell me that there was a race tonight." Farrand

bemused. He still remembers enough that the phallus didn't tell him last night.

"I forgot."

A doenggg....

And by putting on a face without burden Lingga answered him briefly.

"Then, what does this have to do with you, Farrand? I don't think you need to

I was shocked to hear the news I brought. Or. something is not.

I know about you two?" Nadeen looked at Farrand and Linga

alternating with probing views.

"He's my navigator. "pointing the Linga.

"Heeeee.." Linga's short speech was able to make Nadeen.

dumbstruck. And Farrand? He just put his head on his desk.

This time he will be silent. Let Lingga alone explain to the friend of rese

nya. He's not strong.

"Since when?"

"Since last night."

"But, Linga. Why did you bring Farrand? Not just take me?"

"He has more knowledge than you, Nadeen."

"More?" Nadeen's eyebrows swooped. Farrand has more

experience said? Wasn't he himself, Farrand never once

driving cars? And he gets drunk too easily? And as he remembers, too,

his father doesn't have a car? Did Dhiaz teach him? And various questions

I also thought about Nadeen.

"Ehm.." a voice that interrupts makes Nadeen and Linga.

look over. A person with a gripping dark aura who turns out to be the owner of the place

sitting occupied by Nadeen, as if to signal Nadeen to hurry up

from bench.

"We'll talk later at rest." The phallus that senses the aura

the dark also understood the condition and immediately fell into his seat. Nadeen

grinning and Farrand could only faintly smile. It turned out that class

they were full and before long, the entrance bell rang.

***

The three of them sat in a circle on the grass of the garden behind the school. Indeed

during the break time this place is quite quiet and beautiful. Far from the hustle and bustle of the

the student who relaxes his mind as a result of that lesson for them

uninspiring.

"So who would explain." Nadeen broke the silence

between the three of them. He's saturated. Since then, faced with silence

both of them. Both are like dating people. Farrand's brought two kotals

lunch, and Lingga who brought his snacks. Nadeen's? Oh. He's like a mosquito

a bully who needs to be given mosquito repellent drugs. Or mosquito repellent

guys guys? Let him open his mouth to speak.

"Lingga told me to be her navigator. It's not me who

manawark. Really am. I even rejected it." Farrand felt no

it's good to have to deal with Nadeen who is in this fashion.

"Hn" the ambiguous sentence Lingga just slid away. Actually it is

lazy to explain anything for now. Hey. He's enjoying.

lunch, you know? So as much as possible he enjoyed it without a basic event

stale.

"Can be clarified?"

"Na-Na-Nadeen's.."

now it's. These two people before him really had something

concealed.

"I'll explain. But let me eat quietly." Linga Sound

interrupted both. Stop Nadeen's bullying and relieve Farrand

intimidated. The two women just nodded. Linga and

the seriousness is a scary thing to fight. Maybe it can be made

lessons by the two of them so as not to disturb Lingga while being serious.

After they are done. Of the two women, no one wanted to

initiating talks. They prefer to wait. Waiting for the Linga

opened mouth. It seems like the Lingga bluff is still firmly attached to them.

"I'll explain. But don't ask too many questions. I explained it once and

don't make me tell you twice." Finally..

lama Linga opened her mouth. Break the silence and make two people

the woman nodded.

"I asked Farrand to be the navigator because I think he deserved it.

He often commented on the car and how to drive me when he asked me. I

promise a third prize if the race wins. He asked me too

taught him. Just like you, Nadeen. And I'm asking for payment, too, of course."

Nadeen stared fixedly at Linga. And then he looked at Farrand.

There are many things he still does not know about his best friend.

"I didn't know you wanted to learn how to drive either. Why don't you say

early early? We can study together and you can also borrow my car"

said it.

"And let me suffocate from drunkenness ? No. gabe. I'm going to come

with you if you've fixed your driving." Farrand.

her face. Actually he just wanted to accept Nadeen's invitation. But how to

any more? He didn't want to trouble his best friend. Remembering his best friend always

just will not hesitate to extend anything for him if he needs.

"And about the race later, you'll come too right? Nadeen?" Lingga Speech

interrupted them both. He will care for the two friends who are with each other

corner that. It's not that the phallus doesn't feel that Nadeen has an interest

with him, but for the moment he just wants to focus on his cars

back then.

"Bye-yeah, Lingga. I want to know first how the race is.

Even if I don't intend to win, at least I'll get some knowledge

to learn after." Nadeen tried to smile sweetly at Linga.

Wishing the man in front of her a little heart melt for her. Honestly, it

a little envious of his best friend who can sit beside his Highness when

racecourse. But it won't be a big deal. He will study more

about the race, and will usurp Farrand's position in a reasonable way.

"OKs. I'm going back to class. I still have to do some

my job." The phallus moved from there without looking at Farrand.

Farrand's heart seemed to be pinched to see Lingga as if ignoring him. Exists

what exactly?

"Yes/hm." Farrand and Nadeen said. Farrand

breath. It seems that after this he will be interrogated by Nadeen.

"Farrand, I think I have some questions for you." And jleb. Throw's right. It seems he had to prepare the breath stock for

at present. His best friend could have strangled him to death, right?

"Y-yeah.... Nadeen. You can ask me some of those questions.

If I could answer. I'll answer."

"Hey, Farrand. Since

when did you know about the car? I remember your dad didn't have a car?"

"My dad had it when I hadn't moved here. I also often

come with my dad driving and bend his car. So a little bit I know

some things."

"You get drunk easily. How can.?"

"You're overreacting. My dad was a good driver who could make me not

drunk while driving with him."

"Then why don't you ask your father to teach you?"

"And you forgot I don't have a car."

"Eh, yes. Hahahhahaa" Nadeen chuckled, and a second later on

follow Farrand who followed him laughing. Actually, he wondered what made

his friend laughed so freely. Especially Nadeen's laugh

the funny thing was not to make her laugh either.

"Let's compete healthily, Farrand." Nadeen said later

after stopping his laughter. Farrand who heard it just put on a pose

bewildered. He did not expect that his friend would say such a sentence

that's.

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean."

"What?”

"You have an interest in Lingga, right? Me either. So, let's just

compete in a healthy way. And let's get history together

fastest female racer here."

Hearing Nadeen's words earlier made Farrand smile. He can sigh

breath of relief at the words of wisdom he uttered. He does not deny

if he has any special interest in the Linga. Just a little, and it seems

it was realized by him.

"Let's go back to class. Maybe the bell will be heard in a minute."

Call Nadeen not he replied with words. He just nodded and immediately

following Nadeen who had left there after tidying up his stock.

He just followed Nadeen. He was a little dreamy until he did not realize that he was

somewhat left behind by Nadeen's move.

Grep.

His hand was pulled and his mouth was smothered by someone when he was about to turn

towards stairs. The corridor is pretty quiet. And someone pulled him towards

under the stairs that will not be seen by students who will climb the stairs.

A little fear ran him. But the fear changed

after the man took off his grip and stuffed his mouth. He knows this guy.

The one who still has a place in his heart. The person he knows the scent

his masculine body was mixed with the perfume he recognized. This guy, Dion.

Dionnya who has belonged to someone else.

Dion turned his back and confronted Farrand. It

look at the face with those eyes. He hugged his body. Slightly stained in taste

regretting his regret for being rude by dragging his hand and

smother that woman. Afraid he hurt her with his treatment just now.

Dion's sudden embrace left Farrand in a dilemma. He hugged Dion

tighter. But it was undone after he remembered Dion's treatment of her

tempo day. And chuup.

all of a sudden. She's shocked. Dion was too sudden for him. Heartland

it's beating hard with Dion's fondling. He can't make a fight. Body joints

just feels weak. Moreover, Dion also held tightly to both hands.

Makes him more helpless. And all he can do now is

just resigned. Dion's fondling and her masculine scent are two things

it can make his heart work extra.

Dion stopped his activity after feeling Farrand had been panting.

He glanced at Farrand's lips which were swollen from his actions just now. He felt

guilty because. Again he made Farrand hurt, even though he was

his little girl didn't want to hurt him.

"I'm sorry." Dion said after they finished

activities just now.

"You said it yesterday."

"But I feel like if I hurt you too deeply, honey."

"Dion, I don't think you're hurting at all. I know you don't intend

hurt me. But maybe this is the way. We have to separate, and we have to

end it before a deeper pain arises after this."

"I want to have you, but I still can't. I'm too weak

to hold you in front of my father."

"I understand. I can't be selfish to have you

myself. Love him if it makes your father happy."

"But how can? How can I love him in my heart

is there you?"

"You can do it slowly."

"I can't live without you, Farrand." Dion sat down.

He's frustrated. He felt that this was the limit. But he can what?

Set....

Farrand grabbed Dion and took him into his arms. Delivering the black mane

browning that disheveled and peaking the peak.

"You can. Wasn't it before meeting and after being separated from me you

living as usual? Do it again and do it better. If you

weak, try harder so you're strong. I just went off your side, though,

not to disappear forever. All you need is to open your heart

to him. For your father's choice. Hear you? This heart is still beating hard for you.

That means you're still enthroned here. If you ignore Zennie, he's just

will be hurt constantly. Open your heart to him, Dion. That way you

can make your father and him happy. "

"Then what about you? Aren't you gonna get hurt, too?"

"I can heal my heart later. You forget that I have good management skills"

"You're too good, Farrand. You only think about others, so you don't

realize you're hurting."

"I'd rather be like this if it could make your relationship with

your father's improving. You tau? You can regret losing your father."

"But..."

"St....." Farrand stopped Dion's speech with meFarrandh

his index finger was thinly lipped by Dion. "I've accepted all of this.

Why don't you? " he continued.

Dion didn't answer anymore. He salutes Farrand. He was proud of Farrand,

the woman easily accepted it. Even after he hurt her

also, he still wanted to see her, hug her, and provide motivation for her. It

still secured his position in Farrand's arms. Until the sound of the bell interrupts

their activities and separating their togetherness.

"Maybe Nadeen will be introgasi me again after this. What would I

tell him yes?" Monologue Farrand.

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