Love On Asphalt

Episode 5's

Linga still focused her gaze on Madhiaz

fixing cars. Sometimes he asks. What he needs to need for

speed up that speed. He was happy, and it seemed Madhiaz was a fun person to be in

ask to share about his mount and any **** his whim. He even brought the GTR

nya as well. He asked Madhiaz to check the suspension, brake conditions, and wheels

his wheel. He asked a lot about those parts. Until it makes Madhiaz a little

face the rants

which Linga threw at him.

Linga stopped her question when she saw Madhiaz's sharp gaze that seemed to be in an unbiased state

disturbed again. He can only sting a horse. Looks like Madhiaz

it began to tire of her asking this and that during Madhiaz

fixing cars. He now sits quietly while observing Madhiaz

trying to find a boredom diversion. Honestly, he was bored.

How not to get bored, he did not understand about automotive and

want to learn about it. But it seems like studying now is not

in the right conditions. And it looks like it's just his phone

that's the only purpose. Hey. It's natural he's bored. He's been here since

after school and it's 9 p.m. Long enough, right?

Drt. drrtt.

Madhiaz's smartphone next to Lingga vibrates. Thought and

there's a Yellow Flash name in there.

"Dhiaz. Yellow Flash called out to." Call her. Ah, naw. From his tone he does not just call. But

shouting loudly.

"Attent." Madhiaz finished the touch

lastly and wipe his hands full of oil. "You lift first. I'm gonna

be there any minute after I finish cleaning my hands." Further. Linga just nodded to get an order from him.

"Yes, Hello.” Lingga Speak

after sliding the green button.

There was a sound coming across. He's confused. There aren't

the words of the caller and Lingga immediately speed up the call

that's."Dhiaz. Father.he...he...." The madhiaz

hearing that voice immediately rounded his eyes. Instantly he ran away without caring his hands were already clean or

not yet and snatch the phone from the hands of Lingga to Lingga made wonder because of it.

"Say Farrand. Where are you now." Madhiaz.

Linga frowned in wonder. Is Farrand the usual girl?What's up with him

until the senior he knew used to be calm now looks panicked.

"The Falen Hospital. Peoni Room number 34." Clikk.

Madhiaz just turned off the phone after hearing it. It

already knew the meaning of Farrand's call to him in the late night

and with a voice like that. If it's like this, he can't wait

any more. He had to hurry, and it seemed that even changing clothes would really not

he did. The time won't be.

"Come Lingga. We're hurrying." With the speed of lightning Linga

just dragged by Madhiaz. He doesn't know what's going on. But it seems

that something is a bad thing. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Madhiaz to arrive

huddled like that. He just drove straight away driving a car

hers without changing the dirty clothes she was wearing to bend. So

pula Linga.

"What's going on, Dhiaz?" The new phallus dared to open its voice while they were inside

automaker. He was actually curious about

the psychiatric condition of Dhiaz is like being chased by the devil. Yet seeing

murat Dhiaz's face, he paused and kept his question until the atmosphere was already

it is possible to ask.

"Something happened to Farrand's father. And he is now

the hospital." Dhiaz. Now Linga knows why Dhiaz

I was in a hurry to leave after receiving the call.

"absolutely

what was? Did something bad happen?"

"I don't know. We will know more when

there."

Lag-again Lingga feel great. Seems

now Madhiaz is in serious mode and can not be disturbed even if only

just to be asked for an explanation. And finally, all he could do was

sit still again as in the workshop and follow the steps of Madhiaz when he reached home

be ill. Too much is in his mind

at present. But it seems his desire to know all that must be him

pendam. He felt he had to be quiet. After all, he'll know it

little by little after the matter calmed down.

Madhiaz who saw Farrand's silhouette immediately approached the girl

who was silent in the front seat of the inpatient room. His face looks more disheveled than

the last time he met her. Actually this is no longer the thing

unnatural or just met. I don't know why every time I look

farrand's situation like that inevitably his heart melos pain. In any case, too,

the figure of the woman who was younger than him was already he considered a younger brother sejk

longtime.

"Farrand are you okay?" Ask.

Farrand. His face was tangled from too much

crying out. There were still tears on both cheeks when Dhiaz came and now, he rubbed them

coarse. "Dad. Dhiaz.I have to how?"

"How's uncle doing?"

"He's past his critical period. But not yet conscious. The doctor said he would probably be conscious

tomorrows. I'm confused now. Trouble

one is not finished, the other appears. What's wrong actually

my father was treated like that?"

"Trust me uncle will be fine as before.

You already know that uncle is strong, don't you? He could have gone through this just as he had before."

"I know. I really know. But what I don't know

is am I strong? No. I'm too weak right now. I'm not as strong as you think I am, Dhiaz. I was too tired for a long time

face all this." Farrand. He's remat

long hair that has been tangled in some strands to fall out and stick in between

to be honest, Lingga felt pity when he saw the woman showed a look of look

such a deep sadness as this moment.

"Where's Dion? I didn't see it. Didn't he take you

a date?" Ask Dhiaz. Lingga cengo, how is the senior bias

do you know if they are both dating?

"He was gone 5 minutes ago. I told him to go home first. At first he insisted he did not want to go home and wanted to accompany me to wait for my father

right here. But after I said you were inside

the journey here, he complied and

go home. Maybe you're passing by on this hospital walk."

Dhiaz nodded slowly. Yes, yes too, yes,

maybe they just crossed the hallway. It was like seeing a silhouette

someone like him was walking in a hurry.

"Ehm....... Dhiaz." 2 pairs of eyes turned towards the Linga. Farrand. Looks like he

didn't realize Madhiaz didn't come alone.

" What's up, Lingga? Sorry I forgot

your presence."

Madhiaz scratched his nape. He felt

unpleasant. He was as good as his udel tugging Lingga and now after

until here he ignored his presence just like that.

"No, it's okay. Actually I just wanted to pay

toilet, Dhiaz. My body is itching and I want to take a shower. Can I?"

Farrand's remarks stopped Madhiaz's lip movements that would answer the question

Lingas. The phallus just nodded. And step straight into the room

nurse Arash.

After the phallus disappeared, Farrand's face turned serious.

He sighed, wiped the rest of his tears and looked at Madhiaz with a gaze

sharpest. "There was a race on the hill of Halu City. The prize is quite big. And I

will come along." Farrand. Madhiaz glared in disbelief at what he was

listen to that.He felt if Farrand

lost his mind. Hey, he knows that Farrand's not very good

in driving. And to allow it, it certainly takes a lot of guts and

unmitigated responsibility. What if there's nothing in

in match? Hey, he still clearly remembers if his uncle Arash ever

he warned him not to allow Farrand to race. That uncle

still worrying about all the bad possibilities that could happen in the arena

racing. You know, the racecourse is a cruel race that cannot be predicted

the path.

"You serious? All this time I didn't even know you could

drive or not."

Farrand shook his head, he already knew if

this is the answer Dhiaz gave him."I

could. I've been with my dad a lot."

"But you never tried, did you? You know, Farrand. The racecourse was loud and

diabolical. You won't know what could happen there. You can stretch

life at any time."

"I'll try it tonight. Whatever

the result is that I have to try. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what I would be

meet there." Farrand said.

"You're nuts. You don't even know what you're gonna do

face it."

"I know, Madhiaz. But I have to earn money fast to

paid for my father's treatment and hospital room. If not, they're gonna kick my dad out of here. Time is up until tomorrow. How

can I earn a lot of money overnight if not in the arena

racing nights like that? I don't want my dad kicked out of here. I don't want that to happen. Dad is my only place

leaned. My father is the only parent I have. You get it

I mean, right?"

"But not like this, either?"

"Then how? You can't help me either, right?

I know uncle and you're in trouble for your mother's medical expenses. Medium

I can't either

helping him. Help me Madhiaz. Give me permission and trust me tonight

for me." for me." Farrand's Speech

very very true. Madhiaz took a breath. He gave up and could no longer argue

Farrand. If Farrand called him by his little name

it means he is in a serious situation. He can't stop her anymore.

Farring against Farrand's stubbornness is like biting a rock

until broken. Difficult. Or even impossible to do. Sometimes

he was confused, actually the stubborn nature of Farrand is derived from whom?

"alright. And I don't want to hear bad news later.

And let no one know. Or I'll be killed uncle when he

wake up later." Disconnect later.

"Go away. I'm putting this on you." Further

while handing over some keys. Farrand simply nodded while holding

tightly lock the Madhiaz giving. The key to that car, the only hope so that he can get money for the cost

his father's treatment now lying unconscious in there, he can only pray that luck is on his side tonight.

"I picked up my dad. Keep him." Farrand turned around

and it passed immediately leaving Madhiaz sitting limp. After Farrand

disappearing at the end of the turn of the corridor, he entered Arash's hospital and sat in a chair

edge of Arash's bed.

Madhiaz rubbed his face rough. He didn't know he was going to come down so soon. The shadow of Arash's anger allows Arash the only daughter he has

now it is on his mind. But really, he didn't know what to do either

helping friends and people who

consider her sister. He wanted to help, but

help with what? Ah, if only he had a lot of money and his mother did not

terbring's sick. He will prevent the girl from leaving. But never mind, he

I can only imagine now.

Ccleks...

The sound of an open door coming from the direction of the bathroom made Madhiaz turn his head.

There looks the finished Linga and rubs her wet hair

with a towel but still wearing

dirty clothes. Linga looked at Madhiaz in wonder, then circled

his gaze reached the room as he seemed to be aware of something lacking in his sight. Butwhat?

Ah, he remembers now. He did not find the girl named Farrand there. By the way, where is he really?

"Where sigadis are hairy

that long?" Ask Linga.

"He was out looking for food. He said if he

hungrier. And you asked him to get me some food too."

"Oh. Uh, yes. I just got a message if there will be a race in Halu City jm 11

tonight." tonight."

"Then?"

"Oh come on. I want to know if one of them.

can I bring my pet? I heard the prize is a lot. Anybody knows I'm lucky and could win the race. You know, you know,

I can buy good equipment for my ride with money

that's. Didn't you just say that my ride needs more

to perfect the performance?" Linga awaits

answer Madhiaz. Madhiaz who snorted while folding his hands in his chest stared

Linga with sharp. Being stared at only scratching the nape while

small chuckles.

"Bring GT-R. It is pretty reliable to go down

halu City Hill. That's also if you're good at conquering the wildness of cars

that's."

"Aagney's?I didn't think I'd wear it tonight."

"What do you mean by Aagney?"

"That GT-R I'm gonna call Aagney."

"And you didn't name your mustang? Choose a favor

once." once."

"No, Dhiaz. I've given you my Mustang name

from before. It's just you don't know that."

"As far as you are. Get out of here or you'll

too late." Dhiaz was right and

now the Linga of evil is made. If he doesn't hurry, he won't

get there in time.

"This is my car key. Bring the irritant and take it

your car." Madhiaz. The phallus smiled thinly. Quickly snatched it

madhiaz's car keys and immediately darted towards the workshop. He wouldn't

change shirt. Uh. Fuck the dirty clothes. What he needs now

it's victory. Not a perfect appearance.

And Linga, he did not know what awaited him on the hill of Halu City

later.

------ TBC--------