Love On Asphalt

Episode 12's

Farrand chose to sit at the window because he liked this.

This kind of scenery made him calm, especially coupled with silence

around it. Now it is still afternoon and the atmosphere of the cafe lenggang at this hour.

"It's been a while?" A voice made him look, he

transfixed, a handsome young man approached him. But, wait a minute. If

come to think of it, isn't that a Linga? The one who invited him to meet at this cafe?

'God'... Farrand almost swallowed an insect if he didn't

hurriedly clenched his gaping mouth as a result of seeing the appearance of the Linga.

He did not expect, just by cutting his hair and changing the model a little

it can make the man look many times more handsome than usual.

"Hey.I asked you a question." The phallus just sat down

no matter if Farrand opened his mouth and closed it as quickly as possible

lightning is like a nervous person.

"Not long ago." Farrand said as he normalized his heartbeat

which is starting to become unstable.

"Have message?" Farrand nodded. At least he didn't bring out

his voice was due to busy researching the appearance of the more handsome Linga.

"Stop that disgusting look of yours. You're like a perverted old granny

less caress."

Farrand's face changed. Hey. She just called like a granny.

old pervert lacking caress? Is it not wrong to hear his ears? Or that sentence

not intended for him? Oh, if that's for him, he'll make

calculation with the young man later.

"I just trimmed my hair a little and you're already amazed

that me? You know, I'm not gonna cut it and let it go

just long. If I have to tie two of them."

"Kc.... You want to emulate that golden maknae? Forget that! There are even

you're like a failed transgend.”

“Events! Though I am also no less handsome than the sigolden maknae.

You're the one with the little bus that can talk and he says it's friendly

to the point of not being able to see how handsome I am.”

“Already! Arguing with you only makes my mood go down. Hurry up say

what you want to say." Farrand. He closed his hand

because the goiter will say Lingga earlier who met her grandmother. Heol, man,

though he was just not used to the appearance of such a phallus.

"I want to give you your share. Anyway, your work last night

it impressed me so much. So I added a little."

 Farrand clicked his lips in annoyance, "You

impressed and just added a little? Cih.. You're a bitch. You are so

I drove alone last night."

"So you decided to quit and go solo because of the pay

less than me, you mean?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Linga chuckles. Farrand's speech sounded like a guy in his ears.

What the fuck? He doubted what he had heard just now, Farrand

will race alone? What will he wear? He doesn't even have a car

he can use it for racing. Indeed, he admitted that Farrand race skll was able to

made him amazed. But with his own race? Heh, he can't even

seeing Farrand able to bring a car to race. Not want

demeaning Farrand, but isn't that a reality?

"You want to race with what if a car isn't you

have." As much as possible Lingga held his laughter until his shoulders trembled.

"I'll try. I'll collect my own money and buy

the car with the money."

"And it's gonna take a while."

"I'll try to cut it as fast as possible. I'm gonna quit

learn from you."

"Why?"

"After I think about it, I will learn in my own way

just." Farrand clenched his mouth and closed his hand. He's upset, though,

lingga's words sounded as if he was underestimating Farrand's determination.

"I'll find my own driving style." Further.

"That's great. And once you have your own car, I'm the first one

that'll beat you." With his confident speech Linga

challenging Farrand. He was confident in himself that he would not lose to

that lady. Especially the condition of Farrand who currently does not have a car.

It will definitely take a long time for Farrand to have it and be paused

at that time, Lingga will continue to hone his driving skills.

"What about my position as a navigator?"

"Continue. I heard they haven't done it yet

for one more day."

"Haah? You kidding?."

"I'm not kidding at all with that."

"What about my dream of having a car?"

"Do you really want a car?"

"Of course."

"I have a Ford Mustang GT. You wanna wear it? That was my first car. Automobile

what I used to win that GTR."

"Heee???? You got that car?"

"You never know? Oh. yep. All you know is I've been racing with

GTR this."

"But I don't really like imported cars." Farrand fell down and

slowed his voice. Actually, he just wanted to accept the offer of Lingga remembering

he has no car to use. But it's true what he said, he did

I don't like imported cars. Want to wear the S15? That's the last thing if he's already

just be tight and there is no other way but to go forward using it. Ah, or he

ask her dad to let her use that car? Anyone knows that is allowed.

But how? The car is not a car that can be used

indiscriminate. Because after all in the car it is tucked away also self-esteem

his father was the one driving it. Or he's asking Madhiaz for help

just any? But, no matter what, he can only pray that he can quickly buy a car.

"Well, if I don't lend you the Ford Mustang." Actually

lingga's heart was slightly pinched looking at the woman gloomily. But how else?

He could not do much to help her. Well, rule out if

he was also happy with the situation.

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Farrand is still loyal to his kitchen work. Small humming

from her tiny lips while following the music she plays. It indeed is

used to play music while cooking. For him, playing music can

make his mood better. So he can serve food with

alright anyway.

As Farrand engrossed in his activities, Arasya came slowly

until his arrival was not realized by Farrand. He did not want Farrand

he knew of his presence because he wanted to surprise Farrand.

Farrand turned around, and jumped in shock upon seeing the silhouette his father had

sit quietly at the dinner table. Normally, his father would arrive after he was done

cook.

"Dad surprised me. Been long?"

Arasya smiled at her smile. He knew his daughter would throw

that question.

"Not long. Is your mood good? I see you're in spirit

once this time."

"Mou. I'm usually like this too. And dad, no

like you usually come early?"

"Can't you?"

"Of course I can. Even Farrand was glad I could finish work

early on. Farrand can linger talking to dad."

Arasya smiled, she did not expect that Farrand would miss her so much

I was happy even with him coming home early. He actually realized

it's been a long time. But again time has not

allow it until he can take his time now.

"Tomorrow I'll be home early like this again ya."

Farrand surprised. He did not expect his father to grant the request

directly just like that. Is there something he doesn't know? For honest

only, usually his father is very difficult to take his time goods for a moment.

"Oh yeah, dad. What

you're hiding something from me? You see, looking at my dad, it looks like

aye."

Arasya. His daughter could always guess. "There is

I want you to talk about. But before that, let's have dinner first."

Farrand could only nod. Soon he finished his work and

set it on the dining table. Arasya. And that made him even more suspicious

for his unusual father's attitude.

"Dad will cut the opening time of his car wash." Utterance

Arasya made the clanking of spoons that clashed on the plate Farrand became stopped.

"Are you too tired of long hours?"

"No. There's something I want to tell you about challenging the company

we used to."

"Our company first? Didn't you sell it?"

"Not completely. I didn't really sell it. Dad only

leave it to someone. And I run it secretly." as much as I can

maybe Arasya is maintaining the look of his face. He doesn't want to spice up his lies

read daughter.

"Then?"

"The business is back to how it was. And I think, will dad

just move it here. Doesn't matter if we don't live in our city first?

How, do you agree with Dad's proposal?"

"As for dad. If you want to move him, no problem.

We're too comfortable living here anyway. It's no problem for me to stay

“But aren't there many memories of your mother in Halu? In any event

also from childhood you grew up there.”

“It's Dad, it doesn't matter to me. I can still visit Halu at any time

i wanna. Besides, it's not just the sweet knangan that's there. Isn't that

any bad memories too?”

"alright. Then, don't you want to move to a more apartment

good from this?"

Farrand was silent at his father's words. Moving word? Moving apartment

which is better? Shouldn't they just buy a house? For honest

only, a more comfortable stay at home than an apartment.

"Dad, shouldn't we just buy a house? I don't care if

small house. The origin is comfortable to live in, has a yard, and a garage.

I think that's enough for both of us to live in."

"Is that so? I thought you were gonna ask me to buy a big house

like our old house? And hired some servants in it."

"No. I don't want any servants. It is quite a simple house. Yang

it's important I can take care of him myself."

"Ah, father's son seems to have grown up huh."

Arasya chuckled amusedly hearing her daughter's answer. He thought of Farrand

would ask for a big house with a few servants like their home

back then. But it's not, quite the opposite. Farrand wanted to be independent and

have a small house. He didn't think Farrand would grow up

faster than he expected. Ah yes, actually he still wants to enjoy the indulgence

Farrand is longer. But never mind, his fault is also too busy on

work to ignore the growth of the sweet princess.

"Ano, dad. Can I ask you something?"

"Hm?"

"Will you teach me how to drive again like I used to?"

In Arasya's heart was still weighing his daughter's wishes. Noth

because of what, but he sanctioned with his daughter. What if there is something

happened? Like an accident, maybe?

"Dad will teach you, but on some conditions. And before that, dad

want to ask something. Can?” Ask Arasya. Farrand smiled and nodded

small signifies if he agrees.

“Did you race last night?"

Farrand smiled clumsily. He did race. But it just so

companion. H, but wait! Where does his father know?

"I. hehehe..."

"So, my son did not want to tell me anymore about what he had

do it like before? What is so fast father's son growing up

would you rather hide something?"

"It's not so, dad. Farrand wanted a story. But Farrand

I haven't had time to tell stories. Besides, Dad just got out of the hospital

and in recovery condition, right?"

"Dad will listen. Now I have plenty of time." Oh no!... Farrand

in heart. His father was happy to corner him. Doesn't know his father if

he's nervous to tell you last night?

"I'm in the race. But just come along. Actually the Linga

race and Farrand just be the navigator."

"Farrand's a navigator?"

"Yes.. The phallus asked for it. And Farrand earns one-third of the

the race."

"Is that so???"

"Heem..."

"Hey.

dad, don't you want to have your own car?"

Farrand jerks. Indirectly his father was offering him a

automaker. Should he express his wish? But how? It is still itself

his father's company is still back and they haven't

buying home. Should he buy a car too? He didn't want to trouble his father.

Or, should he just refuse? And try to buy a car

her dreams?

"Here's dad. My car problem doesn't matter much. I

still a Lingga navigator isn't it? I will perfect the technique

drive me first. I don't have a SIM either. So maybe I should

get the SIM first, yeah." Answer Farrand. He cheered in his heart

smooth speech. Maybe he should go into artistic management after this.

Remembering his ability to hide the feelings of the heart and reality with

real well.

"alright. I'm just gonna find us a new home."

Huhhhh....

A sense of relief permeated Farrand's heart. He was grateful that his father had not forced him.

While Arasya, he actually knew that his daughter wanted a

sports car. But the attitude of his daughter who thinks too much is certain

to abandon his intention to ask. That's why he didn't tell me

about the real events about Dion and his family. He didn't

want his daughter's mind to be burdened. If his daughter knows the truth, then,

it was not impossible if his daughter felt very guilty about his circumstances and

blaming himself constantly. Ah, let it be like this. Later he can

have Madhiaz investigate the car her daughter wants, and

he would buy it secretly. For sureprise maybe?

Afterwards, only silence was created after they finished

his meal. No one wants to tell you anymore. Both were busy with their thoughts

respectively. Arasya who then watched tv, and Farrand who cleaned up

their former dinner.

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The phallus still curled in its bed without being able to close its eyes. It

staring at the ceiling. His memory of the race yesterday is still

harassing. How he saw how sharp Farrand's gaze was

in serious condition, and. blussshhhhh.

farrand sat in front of him. Ah. Remembering that alone has been successful

making his face red.wants him to hold the sturdy back in front of him

that moment. But he simply paused considering they are in racing conditions.

When Farrand opened his clothes was still recorded clearly in his eyes.

The fingers lentiknya who sensually open one by one the buttons, it,

make the heart of the phallus stir. What if... ah. Forgetit. It

shaking his head hard. He didn't want to imagine that much longer.

His mind still remembered every detail back then. Farrand is full

surprise. Seeing how meek the woman was when she behaved, how

he was easily drunk when driving. Surely it would not have been his mind if he

have an amazing ability. He could not imagine if it

dealing with him in the state of Farrand is already proficient and uses a vehicle

by oneself. He's sure. Farrand's abilities aren't as limited as he knew last night.

It was different with Nadeen. If Nadeen needs a lot of things while studying and

asking this-that, Farrand was more silent and paying attention.

Ting..

A notification appeared on his gadget and broke his daydream

about Farrand. When he saw her, Madhiaz's name came up there.

Dhiaz.

Come to Falenca jm 11, I heard there will be something interesting

there.

That is the message of Madhiaz.

At 11 he said? He kidding? It's almost time. It's eleven o'clock

half an hour from now. He should hurry as soon as possible. He's sure of things

what he met there was something very interesting. Otherwise, it couldn't be Madhiaz

I want to tell him at a time like this. Although it actually is

curious, he couldn't have urged Madhiaz to say it. It would just

wasting time. And he was determined to get there before that hour

determined.

He snatched his car keys and jacket as fast as he could. After that he rushed

go to the garage and get the Ford Mustang. He deliberately did not bring GTR. It

I want to rest the car for a while. For that he put it

madhiaz was forced to change the oil and replace some of the components

longtime.

He drove his vehicle as fast as he could. Although he was a little bit too ugly

you have to get used to driving a different car.

Arriving there, he was presented with a surprising sight. There it is

crowded by several people, she was among them Madhiaz leaning on the hood

the car was with Farrand and Nadeen. Wait, Farrand? Farrand has arrived

here is already more than him?

He took a parking lot near Madhiaz and was next to the car

nadeen's. He believes this must be something big. If

no, there's no way there's gonna be a lot of people here.

"What's up?."

Lingga immediately interrupted just like that when he had parked his car.

The tense face of Madhiaz and the two women.

"That s15 driver is coming here." Nyuttt.

throbbing pain when she heard Madhiaz say that. He didn't think it was

will meet again.

"How can you

tau?"

"He announced his arrival." Something's not right

when he heard that. The driver of Silvia never

declared arrival. He came and went as he pleased without

notice. Surely very strange is not it, if this time he comes with

an announcement like that? It was as if his arrival wanted to be welcomed and

known to many. What's the matter? What the hell is going on?

***tbc***