Love On Asphalt

Episode 38's

Farrand tidied up his house with occasional humming. His work is almost done, and that means after this he will prepare dinner and invite Lingga. It was late afternoon, and he still had plenty of time to relax before the arrival of Lingga at 6.

Without feeling the time has rolled and woke up after falling asleep for a moment. He was shocked, seeing the clock on the wall that had shown at 7 past 5 minutes. That means it's an hour past the hour Lingga promised him. He was surprised that no phallus woke him up. If he had fallen asleep and the Linga had come, his beloved would have woken him. The phallus had a duplicate key to his house, so he was not worried if the phallus came when he fell asleep earlier.

While rubbing his eyes slowly, he went to the bathroom and intended to wash his face. In his step he thought, why is the Linga completely unreported? Could something have happened to that young man? After all, the young man must have warned her if there were any meaningful obstruction.

Finished with water, he picked up his phone in the room. Anxiety was seeping into his heart, and he was sure something must be happening right now. He was not sure what it was, but his instincts said that it must be related to the lack of news from the phallus.

And sure enough, he got some missed calls from Lingga and some video calls from Ava. Where did Ava get her social media address? What is from Linga? Uh. He better call Lingga and find out about his situation.

Clik.

Connected.

But his forehead shriveled when there was Ava's voice answering him across. The feeling was more unpleasant, when Ava said that she would call via video.

'What's really going on?' Inner Farrand.

He's getting restless. Video Call from Ava he immediately lifted and he was surprised to see what was there.

There, across the screen he was sure it was a room in Lingga's apartment, Lingga looked in pain with a hunting breath and a reddened face. The phallus is not good, and he does not need to confirm it further. But actually, what did Ava do to such a phallus?

"Like what you see, baby?" A grin appeared on Ava's face, but the focus was still on the Linga state which now looked like it was raging between the handles of two burly people.

"What are you doing Linga, Ava?" Gertak Farrand's.

"I'm okay. Oops, maybe not yet. But depending on you, if you save him fast, he'll be fine with me."

"Explain to me, Ava."

"I just gave him a little Viagra. Do you know viagra? If not, I'll tell you now. Viagra is a stimulant...." Seringai back on the thin lips Ava. Farrand's teeth were grinding slowly, he did not expect that Ava would be able to do that to the Linga.

"I'm waiting for you on Falenca's hill. I don't care what car you use and who you belong to. I wait at the foot of the west hill and we start racing there. If you don't come, I can't guarantee Lingga will be okay. Ah, or maybe later I can treat it and it ends up being both of us hot nights?"

Ava chuckled softly, she seemed to win because she managed to lure Farrand and made him unable to resist. Farrand was furious, he had no choice but to use his father's s15 car. He was sure that Lingga would raise various questions to him. But let it be, he'll take care of that later. The most important thing now is to save the phallus before much will happen.

"I'll be there in 15 minutes. "

"He... That fast? 20 Minutes only. I have to take care of some things."

clique.

The connection had been severed, Farrand was fed up. Really, he felt that Ava was outrageous. How could he use the phallus as bait and under such circumstances? If later he gets Lingga in a bad condition, he will not hesitate to hurt Ava. And he can make sure of that.

Without waiting for anything else, he immediately snatched the key to his father's sports bike and went to use it to retrieve the car he had hidden in a hidden garage. his determination was fixed and he would say everything to Lingga. He felt that now was the time, and he felt that there should be nothing to hide between them.

...

Farrand pursed his lips and leaned his body on the right side of his car. Furious, Ava tells him she'll be 20 minutes from their phone, but what is this? it's been 5 minutes and Ava hasn't shown her nose at all. You know, even if it's only 5 minutes of course it can make him shiver in the cold at this hour.

After waiting for 10 minutes, he could see the silhouette of a car light shining towards him. That car, he was sure if it was the car that Ava was wearing. And that car too, the same car as hers. Exactly the same, only the license plate of the car is different.

"I don't know if you're so late, Ava." Farrand Sarkas. He looked at Ava with a sharp gaze, but Ava was completely unaffected and only gave her stupid grin.

"I still have to look around for the shampoo commercial." Ava.

"Waw.. I didn't know you could get the exact same car as mine." Continue Ava. Farrand was silent. He had no intention of writing down the statements Ava had made to him.

"Can we start? Faster is better, isn't it?" Ask Farrand.

Ava shook her head, "I have no patience." Her speech.

"Then what do you want? Stalling until the phallus loses consciousness?"

"Calm down, I've solved the problem. He's calm and I'll give him to you when we get to the finish. But of course if you win. Because if you lose, he'll be with me last night for."

Ava laughed, she felt satisfied to have been able to force Farrand to a point like this. He is sure, Farrand's heart has warmed up and soon, he was carried away by emotions to enter his game.

"Since there's no one else here to count down, I'll go ahead first. We're playing a game of rats and cats. Where if the cat can't catch up to the mouse, he loses."

Farrand is of course very well aware of the technique of this game. A technique where they had to pit skills to pursue. Where if the pursuer can set the distance with the chase, they will end in a draw, lose if they have more distance than the starting distance, and win when able to overtake it before the game is over. Actually quite easy because it will not require other people to help them count down, but it will be very difficult if the road conditions and skills of the opponent do not allow you to overtake until the end point.

"I agree." Farrand. "And I will be the rat. You can just drive on lately." Further.

Farrand nodded, he did not mind the game that Ava challenged him. Let Ava go first, for if he is behind, he can observe Ava's movements and find a gap to attack. Sounds sneaky, but wasn't Ava herself asking for the position?

"Wait for what else? Let's do it right now." Ava's orders.

Farrand got into his car and took his place right behind Ava. There was no warning, only the sound of the engine was turned on and Ava immediately shot away from Farrand. Farrand who was left behind Ava with a distance of a few meters could only smile.

"Good, there was a distance of a few seconds from him. Since the car is the same, I can freely play and I will start to take a wider distance." Monologue Ava. He did not know if Farrand had planned several things to attack him on the front route.

"Tire wastes, eh?"

"6 seconds. And it will increase with time."

Ava is still increasing her speed regardless of some things that might happen. Sometimes he glanced at the rearview mirror, and when he did not find Farrand behind him, he laughed. He continued to step on the gas pedal and maneuvered beautifully with his nimble clasped hands playing the steering wheel.

Sure enough, according to Farrand's estimation. Ava added distance to him until now they have a span of 8 seconds when at the top. Farrand smiled, he began to increase his speed as they were walking downhill tracks. It reduces the time lag of braking and still maintains the gas pedal so that the speed remains stable. And thanks to that, not until half way now Farrand is already at a distance of 3 seconds from Ava.

"Shit!" Ava cursed slowly as she found Farrand's position at a distance approaching her. He did not expect this, he thought with Farrand left far away from him he could leave him easily. But the forecast was wrong, Farrand started attacking on this downhill track. In fact, he took a step using this method is because he heard from Samuel if Farrand immediately left him when competing first. He did take the initiative to use Farrand's steps, but he did not expect that Farrand would erode the wide distance between them so quickly.

Just nearing five straight corners, Farrand began to take a position to overtake from an outside corner. Ava realizes it, she blocks Farrand's movements and hopes to make him unable to overtake her. But alas, when Ava was blocking Farrand who would overtake him from the outside, the, ava's car tires began to slip due to wear and it was immediately used by Farrand to take the inside side that had had enough distance for one car. Ava was aghast, she did not expect that she would be deceived by such a trick.

Farrand took Ava's position. He started to accelerate at a crazy speed and left Ava far behind him. Ava, who was trying to catch up and observe Farrand's technique, was shocked, and in her view, Ava found Farrand barely braking at all. He braked only in a drift state and the rest, he maintained his gas pedal.

Actually, the thing Farrand did was not much different from his condition when he climbed earlier. The only difference is the track. If in the uphill he does not increase the speed more so that the car tires do not wear out quickly, in the downhill track he can increase speed without stepping on the gas pedal deeper. The condition of the road downhill itself which leads the car little by little adds to its speed. Moreover, Farrand did not apply braking at all without the appropriate conditions.

"Damn! I shouldn't have wasted my tires, if I had, I thought it would be hard to overtake them again." Lirih Ava's. He hit the wheel slowly and growled furiously. He should not be inedible bait Farrand and more think long and rely on logic. If this were the case, he would no longer be able to take the opportunity to take his position again from Farrand.

The finish line was in front of Farrand. He reduced the speed of his car, and immediately approached the black Evo which he believed to be Samuel's car. He tapped his window slowly, and he found the Linga sitting limp in the back seat.

"Take out the Linga, Samuel." Snap Farrand. He had stripped off his elegance by banging on Samuel's car window.

"Calm down. Your lover's okay." Samuel opened his car door and got out of there quietly. Farrand fell silent, stopping his thrust on Samuel's car and looking at Lingga with a miry look.

"If I were to accept Ava's challenge straight away, you wouldn't be involved like this, Lingga." Sickly flow.

"I'll give you the Linga if Ava has allowed it." Samuel. Farrand looked at him with a sharp look. He did not expect that Ava could still be proud of her defeat.

"Ava I've defeated. And as agreed I'll bring the phallus."

"Look, Ava just got there."

Farrand looked back, Samuel was right, Ava just arrived and he immediately got out of his car shortly after the car stopped right behind his car.

"Waws. Sweetness. The princess wants to bring the prince immediately huh?" Ava Cibir.

Farrand grunted softly. He was furious and annoyed at Ava's attitude simultaneously.

"Well, take your prince home. Make sure after this you bathe him because our love trail must be stuck in his body."

Hearing Ava's words somehow made Farrand's heart feel heated. He felt his tongue was too faint to just say and reply to Ava's words.

"Don't listen to him. The phallus is not puffed up and he's been given the antidote."

Samuel's words seemed to bring a cool breeze to Farrand's heart. He gradually calmed down, and he immediately opened the back door of Samuel's car when Samuel had unlocked it.

"Cranium..." His whisper.

"Fah-Farrand. Are you that?" Ask Linga. The phallus that had originally closed its eyes now slowly began to open it. His body still felt limp, and his eyes were still slightly blurred. The proof, he still difficult to recognize Farrand.

"Yes. I'm coming for you."

Farrand stretched out his hand and was greeted by a weak hand belonging to the Linga. Helping him up and slowly moving him to his car.

"Farrand, how can you use this car?"

Lingga could not bear his surprise because he saw the car he was looking for now on Farrand. Although he was not fully aware, he knew exactly about the car. He's sure. He no longer recognized her wrongly. It is true that the car that Ava and Farrand wear is similar, but Lingga is sure, Farrand car is the 'original' because he still clearly remembers the number listed there.

"I'll explain at home. But for now, let's go home and rest your body." Farrand's Whisperers. Lingga nodded, he only complied as Farrand swept him away and made him sit in the passenger seat. Finely, Farrand confirmed the Linga's sitting position and put a seatbelt on it.

"Thank you."

Farrand nodded slowly when he heard Lingga's murmur. He smiled, and then he gently kissed the Linga.

"I'm home. Ava, keep your word and return Madhiaz's car after Madhiaz's return from Alison."

Ava grieved, he no longer replied to Farrand's words because he felt tired of playing words again. Not only that, honestly his heart was also still irritated by seeing the scene of Farrand kissing Lingga forehead. He was fed up, but he could not protest at all.

"Ava. Come home. You've got what you want and from tomorrow on, stop tasting it." Samuel's Order. Ava nodded, she felt heartbroken for the second time by Lingga. Samuel was right, he had to stop pestering them because he had been made aware of one thing. The fact that Farrand was hard to beat just like that made him have to swallow the pill of disappointment roundly. He wanted to have a phallus for himself. But what power he is no longer able to.

Actually Ava had wanted to take advantage of the condition of Linga which was under the heavy influence of her libido surge. But Samuel stopped him, telling him that the Linga would only hurt him if he forced the Linga's will on him. And Ava thought Samuel was right, fortunately he was not rash in his actions. If he chose to follow his lust, perhaps he could regret it later on.

Tbc