Love On Asphalt
Episode 22
The phallus gripped his wheel tightly. He breathed again. Reverse times
here, he's alone again. And it was at this time that he missed Farrand's presence
beside him. All right, tell him he's so stupid. Which casually
chasing the love of Farrand. But as soon as Farrand turned to him, telling
how bad he was, with careless Lingga ignored and
avoiding him even though Farrand tried to approach him as best he could. But
really, after Dion hit him back then he was sorry. Sorry for
actually Farrand is not wrong, the wrong is he who is not
accepting Farrand as it is.
His regrets are now endless. When it was raining, he
chasing him, but he found no presence anywhere Farrand. Farrand
as if he had disappeared, he hadn't even been to school since then. There's no one
knowing his whereabouts, even Nadeen and Madhiaz answered not knowing when
he asked where Farrand was. And also, several times he went to the Farrand apartment
to search for his existence. But again nil, Farrand apartment has been
it was empty as if the owner had abandoned it. Or maybe not anymore,
but the owner completely abandoned.
He is confused by his current situation. He remembered, Farrand had taken her
the race and he just rejected Farrand. Want it
turn the clock around, tell Farrand if he wants to be with her and
wanted Farrand to always be by his side with whatever conditions
farrand.
He looked at the road in front of him. A very small road, until
he believes it must be difficult for two cars to go hand in hand.
Because he knows this hill has different paths to climb and descend
the hill.
Everyone is ready. But it never seemed ready. It's in position
second now. In front of him, there is a racer who drives a Lan-Evo X car.
The car, which goes by the name Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution, was spotted
strong enough to defeat. Behind him, there's a Madhiaz sil-14 and
behind Madhiaz was a red NSX car that he did not know who
the driver. His glasses were too dark, so he could not see clearly
who's the man behind the wheel.
Speaking of the red NSX, he recalled Farrand again. That woman, that woman,
all he knew was that he wanted to own such a vehicle. And if he
here, he would surely look at the car with great admiration. As is
happened during the exhibition. And now, he came back moody when he remembered Farrand.
If only he could imagine, then he would suppose if
the NSX driver had his Farrand. Because as far as he could see, the NSX was visible
elegant and beautiful at the same time. It fits perfectly with Farrand's personality.
The race had already begun, shocking the Linga that was dissolved in her reverie
about Farrand and the NSX. He tries to concentrate. He wants
overtaking, but it seems like the opponent in front of him is indeed too tough to
be faced. Though Madhiaz is not a person who is easily left behind, but when he
glancing at the rearview mirror, he didn't find Madhiaz anymore. There's only that red car
right behind him. Wait, since when did the car overtake Madhiaz and
follow him this close?
Until the race has almost reached the top, their position remains the same.
That Lan-Evo was still leading with a decent distance could be said to be far from
position of the phallus and the car behind it. The phallus that was attached so close
he could only sigh because his heart was racing.
Just when the first corner when the descent to the right, Lingga was shocked. It's overtook
from the inside and see the car disappear quickly as it exits
turnaround. In such a situation, the goal-goals it remembered the word Farrand
about NSX that came out quickly bikungungan because of the position of the middle engine. Within
his heart justifies it, and he can only shake his head because
felt that Farrand's memories were very close to him.
Although Lingga had tried to catch up, he was still unable to get close to two cars
which is a little far ahead of him. He was amazed, amazed at the view
amazing in front of him. Where there are two cars, black and red, and,
Lan-Evo and NSX, in the dimness of the street lights chasing each other in speed
the same made them look like red lightning dances due to illusions
car rear light. Both are equally fast, and the distance between the two is always
the same distance they create is always the same. However, when he noticed
next, the drift is very different, maybe the car system
it is the two who make a difference. Lan-evo uses the same 4wd system as
the car, and the NSX did not. Maybe if Farrand was by his side, he would be happy
the heart will explain the condition of the two cars. Again, he thought of Farrand.
And this time he was well aware that Farrand's presence had become opium
to him.
He smiles. It was like watching a race that was just done
by those two cars. He feels defeated. I feel like I can only watch the game
the two cars were without being able to make him a participant that was equally following
this race.
You could say he was desperate. But this is how it is now. He has been
have a long distance with both.
Far away in front of Lingga can see there is a fairly long bridge.
But the bridge is not too wide to be filled with two cars driving each other.
The Lingga view now focuses on red cars. He could see clearly if
the red car bends the rearviews on its left and right. Slowly, the car
it entered on the left side and increased the speed until it was level with Lan-Evo.
The two cars now go hand in hand, and it looks like a left corner at the end of the bridge
it's good luck for the NSX. Lan-Evo next to him won't be able to corner
with a thin distance with a road divider next to his right.
Exactly as Lingga estimates, the NSX has overtaken the left.
In his heart he cheered. It is like getting your own entertainment just by
watch the two-car match.
The two cars have reached the finish with only different timescales
just a few seconds. NSX is red in the front, and Lan-Evo is behind it. Subsequent to
a few minutes later the phallus came followed by Madhiaz.
Madhiaz got out of the car and approached the Linga that was next to him
his car. Patting his shoulders, and smiling disdainfully at him.
"You just realized you're helpless without Farrand by your side?" Yakap
Madhiaz ketus's.
Linga glanced at Madhiaz with the tail of her eyes. A little bit of it justifies
that senior word.
"I'm sorry. I wish I could go to Farrand and apologize
to her."
Madhiaz grumbled quietly. "When you heard me ask Farrand
at the time, I knew you must have had a problem with him. And I would love to
finish you off then and there. Remember. You promised me not to
hurt her."
"But I didn't hurt him, Dhiaz."
"Unconsciously you hurt her. Struggling for days and
refuse his invitation to race with you."
"I'm sorry."
"Relieved it had to be. Because regretfully you just found out about
the significance of Farrand by your side. Then, what would you do if Farrand
appear again before you?"
"I'll apologize to him."
"You think just by apologizing then all the problems are over?"
The phallus shook slowly, "Not really. But I promise I will
fix this situation."
"Then, pay close attention to the red NSX car. Shut up and
do what I tell you. And I don't want to hear anything from you."
Glup..
The phallus gulped down his saliva which felt very dry. He nodded, and
after that observe the red car from where it is now. He was surprised, from
the driver didn't come out at all. In the midst of his taste, he returned
surprised by something that was hard for him to believe. That Lan-Evo, please,
the driver turned out to be the red-haired young man he had met when
exhibited.
The red young man was seen approaching the NSX car, tapping his glass slowly and
...
Cklek..
He closed his eyes to see the driver who was coming out soon.
Deg......
Lingga's heart was beating even tighter as he looked at the silhouette of the woman he was in
search a few days. Madhiaz shook his head, turned and returned
the direction of the car is, leaving Lingga who are still shocked. His eyes are round, though,
and he unconsciously stepped towards Farrand with tears welling up
nurtured his eyes.
"I miss you, please. Don't go and disappear again like
it's." it's." The phallus hugged the small body in front of him. His eyes were blurred, and
his vision was unclear due to the constant tears coming out of the ball
his eye.
The phallus stopped his crying when he heard Farrand's voice calling out to him. It
turned his head, and he snorted and instantly let go of his embrace just like that
he had red and dirty hair.
"You look ridiculous." The young man said coldly.
"I'm here, Ling." Farrand said slowly. Linga looked, her face
blushing when he realized that what he was hugging was not Farrand. Except for
the red girly man he hates desperately.
"How did you get there, Fa?" Ask Linga.
"I was here earlier. You're the one who hugged." Answer Farrand
flatfoot. He held his hand and leaned against the hood of his red car. If
examined in more detail, there is a drop of red color in the hole of Farrand's nose.
And when Farrand realized that something was flowing in his nose, he
swiped immediately. I hope the Linga doesn't notice it.
"Farrand, are you a nosebleed?" Shit! It turned out that Abel was first
realized it.
"A-ah.no, Bel."
The phallus pensive for a moment. She's ashamed. Embarrassed because what he hugged was not Farrand.
And as his consciousness gathered, he dragged Farrand's hand and carried it
get away from the crowd.
And here they are, somewhere a little far from the finish
the place was competing. The place is quite quiet, but there is a bench
and the tree that holds it.
"I'm sorry, Fa." Said the Linga trying to break the silence
among them.
"Why are you sorry, Ling. You have absolutely no fault
to me."
"I've ignored you, sorry."
Lingga lowered his head, immediately Farrand held his hand and rubbed it
slow down.
"No. It's not your fault, Ling. My fault. So it's only natural that you
stay away from me."
"I shouldn't have acted that way to you, Fa."
"You know, I've even been prepared to leave you if you don't
give me certainty for longer."
"....."
"My heart hurts when you ignore me. It hurts a lot more when
I saw Dion betray me then."
"..."
"But I feel like a jerk. Which can quickly
moving on loving another heart so quickly."
Linga. To be honest, Farrand's short speech was so audible
painfully. "I'm really sorry."
"Already Ling. Hearing you repeatedly say an apology like
it makes my ears hurt. Stop the. If you feel guilty, no
need worrying. I've forgiven you."
The phallus raised its head, faced Farrand and grabbed Farrand by the nape
with his left hand. He clutched Farrand's tiny body, grabbed him and he
gently rub the long hair uncoiling.
"I love you, Fa." His whisper.
"Me too, Ling. It may sound too fast, but I feel
if my heart is empty when you're away from me."
"I love you. No matter how many times I say it, my tongue
I'm not tired of saying that."
"If you truly love me, will you accept me with all
my flaws? I am just an ordinary human. I have one too
flaws."
"I accept it, Ru. Even if I'm not the first, no
trouble for me."
"Not only that, you might meet my other shortcomings
other times."
Lingga mnggeleng slowly, and a smilenan rising on his lips yag tak
it's too thick.
"I'll take it. Just so you don't share your heart for another man,
I'll take it."
"But forever you can't have my heart completely, Ling. Because
I'm sure you'll only be second."
"Then what should I do? Should I get rid of the panda boy
that's so I can be the only one for you?"
"Can't, Ling."
Yuuuhhh......
Linga breathed a long breath. Arguing like this will take time
the old one if they both stick to the hard of their respective heads.
"alright. It doesn't matter if I'll always be second. Just so you
choosing me to be your life partner forever, I will."
"Is this including a proposal for me?"
"If you want I can officially propose to Uncle Arashya."
Hearing Lingga's words made Farrand chuckle softly. The linga
hearing Farrand's naughtiness frowned in wonder and let go of their embrace.
"You will be second forever. Because the first is
my father." Farrand said later. The face of the phallus is reddened. He wrongly guessed
preceding. And maybe because that's what keeps Farrand
defend the argument.
"By the way. Is that your new car, Fa?"
"Yes, do you like it?"
"Isn't that the car you wanted to exhibit yesterday?
How did you get it?"
"My father bought it for me. Surprising huh? At first I refused when
my father offered me a new car. But I didn't give up, he even
telling people to find out what car I like. And as you
look, my dad bought it. And I can beat you
the match earlier." Farrand. Lingga gawked, it was like waking up
from his dream when he heard Farrand's explanation earlier.
"I didn't expect that I would be defeated so easily
by you."
"Blame you for practicing so little."
"So..... If I practice, you want to come along as usual?"
"Do I get an honor?"
Farrand smiled ignorantly, looking at the face of Lingga that gawked inevitably
makes him want to rub Lingga even further.
Cup...
Farrand kissed the red lips of Linga and pulverized it slowly. Linga eyes are bulging,
because to be honest, he didn't think that Farrand would kiss him like this.
Slowly, Linga raised her hand and wrapped it around Farrand's neck.
He intended to press Farrand's head even deeper so that he could enjoy
her kiss.
When the oxygen supply has been reduced, they release their kisses by breathing
the gasps. A second later, Farrand laughed. The phallus felt
astonished he could only look at her with a confused look.
"I don't know if it's gonna be this intoxicating." Farrand
interrupted laughter.
"Aren't you ever doing that with that young man's scarf?"
"He's got a name, Ling. And his name is Dion."
"I don't like to say his name, and so do you. So then
I decided to give him a nickname."
"Let her be my ex-boyfriend after all. So it's only natural that I
saying her name. Dan, hey! The call you gave her was heard
very disrespectful."
"You take it easy, I'll
remove it slowly from your memory by making more memories
about us." The eyes of the Linga glitter. If you look deeper, there is a speck
the mist of lust there.
"And I'll start here. Then I'll continue up here"
lingga. Farrand shuddered slowly, Lingga's left hand rubbing the base plan
his thigh. Makes her feel a strange flutter when she receives that touch. Cup... Lingas
started to whine Farrand's lips back. Lubricating it rough, rougher than the
he did just now.
Bruck...
Farrand pushed the chest of the Linga field with all his might until the Linga fell
fall over. Farrand rubbed his swollen lips due to the treatment of Linga. And
after that he ran away leaving Lingga sitting in the grass while
swearing rough.
"Shitthe.! I shouldn't have done that to him while we were
just made up." Meaning slowly.
Poor for Lingga
Tbc
