Love On Asphalt
Episode 6
Linga stuck her index finger on the dashboard of her car. He is still waiting for the starting line. Who is coming
earlier, he was the one in the front. And that's the rule
to determine their starting place. And so they came and took
place to start even 1 hour before the game starts. And now, 10
minutes before it starts. He is in the third rank, after Dion with Agera
the red is first and the Zennie with its yellow rx-8 mazda is in position
secondly. Behind him was Evan with his 14-person Silvia.
Talk about Silvia. Looks like Lingga remembered something about
the Silvia 15 he was looking for. Madhiaz's right. The car vanished without
just like that trace. And one clue about him he didn't get the same
once.
3 minutes to go. And there was the sound of the roar of the machine in
distance. Hygiene. Everyone there looked back wanting
see who the last player came. His voice is getting closer.
And Lingga turned his eyes towards the rearview.
'Is it possible that Madhiaz came?' Thought it. However, his brain immediately felt empty. His eyes looked at the car
who is approaching there. That car. The car is reported missing. Automobile
all this time he was looking for and
he has never found his existence again. And car
it's behind him now.
Suddenly Lingga wanted to open the car door and ran towards it
that car. However, it was undone upon hearing the instructions turn on
engine cars because the race is about to start. Heart of the Lingga thumping
firmer. He felt as if this moment was his continuing dream(?). But
reality slapped him again. He sees the reality and before him now is the thing
it is real and not
it was just a dream he used to have.
Each driver is ready for their respective positions.
Communication tools have been shared and used to monitor race conditions. Engine roar
growling is like trying to bully his opponent and as if to tell if the horse
the iron they were riding in top condition is ready to beat anyone.
But different from the Linga. He could not focus his concentration and still
look at the car that was dragged behind it. Glass car coated glass
the dark film made it a little difficult to see the rider's face. However, can
he caught the silhouette of his hoodie jacket. Hoodie same jacket with
which he met a few years ago. Hoodie white jacket that closes
head and a mask of mouth coverings.
"10,..9,...8,......7,.." someone stood up.
in front of the start line and start counting the countdown.
"6,..5,.4,." The sound of the car's roar tightened. "3,..."
the counter starts to slow down the count. "2,.." All have been.
get ready. "1,... go.." Each car has spurred.
his speed. Position is the same. And there's no sign anyone will overtake because this is still the beginning. In the first position, Dion shot up at full speed due to power
his horse is like a monster.
Linga is still looking for a gap to overtake Zennie who is
right in front of. Followed by two other drivers. Linga Heart
gouged. Dion had been far ahead of him and like his Zennie was trying to hold back
another rider for Dion.
They went into the first corner. The last rider tried
overtaking from the inner side with a drift technique, and it seemed like a technique
drift is not perfect. Bumper car's coming
nudging the iron barrier of the road and also a little side of Evan's car. Yet it
managed to overtake Evan and occupy the 4th position. Right behind the Linga.
Linga is still cursing, Zennie is not only really bad
in driving. Many times his car nudged the roadblock and
left a scratch trail in his car. But it also seems to work
prevented the rider behind him from speeding up after Dion. At the moment, Dion
it's not visible anymore.
"Syaland!.." maki Lingga while driving
car with one hand.
Brmmm....
The Sil-15 is on
just like that when Zennie was busy serving Lingga who began to craze with
a little bumped into the back of Zennie's car. Narrow distance does not make
the Sil-15 rider abandoned his intention to overtake Zennie. He utilizes
the water gutter on the side of the road and drove past Lingga and Zennie at once. Lingas
and Zennie until cengo made it. Evan who was trying to follow him had a little trouble when he saw Linga
will close off access roads. Evan returns behind Lingga
sil-15 riders have already driven ahead of Zennie.
The phallus is getting worse. Zennie is really
not allowing him to pass. It can't end here. No. gabe. When he finishes, he will come to him. He will bill the promise that the driver of the blue car was presented to him.
Linga breathes out. He must be able to control his emotions
right here. He should be able to normalize his mind and find a gap. This is
his first race was in Yahiko's GT-R. Honestly, he regrets
if the car gets scuffed here. But maybe that's the last thing. It
still able to repaint the car later. After seeing the gap
in front of him, Lingga began to gas and try to follow
the technique of the Sil-15. He overtook through the deep lane when Zennie
widen the turn of the car due to lack of balance in the bend. And
succeeds. The phallus precedes Zennie. A smile flashed
he was lipped, but faded instantly when he could not find Dion and the rider
Sil-15 it.
‘They have been
far’batin Linga. But Lingga did not despair and drove his car
as fast as he can.
Meanwhile, Dion's Agera front row continues to be overshadowed
by Sil-15. Dion's getting depressed. It is not good if things like this continue.
Soon they will reach the top. And when the derivative of Dion's car will lose
with that Silvia. A lot of energy in the car can not immediately
bring him to victory. And he seems to have to take that into account.
It is undeniable that Dion drove using the fastest car.
But the technique is still standard. He is still not very good at using the drift technique for the hill arena. Especially to face a good lingga
mastering the drift technique. So he sent Zennie to block the Linga movement. Zennie is not an expert in racing. But anything will
zennie did it for her. For her sake, she is a Dion.
A Dion who captured Zennie's heart until Zennie was so infatuated
to him. No doubt, Zennie will do whatever Dion wants
race included.
The state of Sil-15 that continues to loom behind Dion makes
his depressed heart is now riled up. It can't be like continuing. He should
leaving the Sil-15 behind and taking his win at the finish line.
It has to increase speed. As he stepped on the pedal deeper, he
remembering something. In front of him was a sharp left and impossible bend
passing him at the speed he currently had. And when it slows down
the speed of his car, Silvia had driven ahead of him.
'He won't survive if he continues at that speed.' Inner
Dion's. But Dion's prediction missed. Silvia increased his speed.
Turn a little right and perform an inertia drift with
perfect. Dion stepped on the brake pedal. He has been defeated even
before we finish. He lost by perfect technique which he did not
know that guy. At first he thought if he would win by getting rid of
Linga first. But his estimates missed. Someone came and
he was no worse than a phallus. Yang
he did not expect, even yng he knew as a newcomer it had a technique that
Dion stopped his car, got out of the car and
leaning beside. He reached into the right pocket of his pants and pulled out a pack
cigarette. Looks like he's gonna smoke for the night. Smoking for
let go of the tiredness that haunts him after tonight. Ah, just now he was happy
because he met his farrand. Dating her, and maybe, after
this is the farrand going again. Go away from him again. And go from
life, again.
The phallus has passed through it, past where Dion was
stop over. At a glance he saw a phallus that looked at him wonder behind glass
his car. But it was not revealed at all. He has given up.
Completely give up on everything. About the world of racing, and about
her love.
Dion, who had previously promised his father
give up fighting for Farrand, and also willing to be betrothed to Zennie
if he loses tonight. He is a coward. Giving up just like that would
father's decision. Well. however, he still depends on.
father's treasure. It is not ready to stand alone without the support of anyone. Especially if
must bear Farrand in his grasp. He was so conscious, he was not yet
become nothing in this life. He who is now just one
a child who still asks for protection under the armpits of his parents.
After a few puffs, he drove again. Drive towards the line
the end, even though the results have been obtained. The immigrant must have gotten
his prize. He just drove as necessary. No need to race iron horses
his name is Agera. And it's true. The others gathered and
the winner has got his prize. At first glance he was curious. Who is behind
the robe until his first game he has won the title of champion. And,
it seems that he is not the only one who is curious. The phallus looks so too. In fact
he seemed to be in such a hurry to approach the cloaked figure.
.
.
.
Lingga is still waiting for the right time to approach the Silvia rider.
His heart is pounding. He never thought he would meet again at the racecourse.
But he seemed to feel that the person he faced was different from the person he was
who he met first.
After the cloaked figure finished taking his gift, he
rushed up to him and tried to stop him from getting into the car
directly block the figure's left hand. The figure looked. And Linga
I found the old blue iris. He couldn't have mistaken the iris. But
I don't know why he felt that his figure looked smaller?
"sorry. Can you please let go of my hand?" Her voice
sounds heavy. But not as hard as he remembered. It
know and remember exactly if the sound is not like this.
"Do you not accept my victory?" Added.
Nah! Of course that's not what Lingga means.
"Have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten your old promise
say?" Ask Linga.
"I don't know you. I remember I never made it
promise to anyone." A cold tone as if implied from those words
ejected. Linga riveted. There's no lie there. Or maybe?
Is it true that they are different people?
The phallus released his grasp. He was disappointed in what
heard it. Years of searching for him but what he got was not appropriate
his shadow.
The figure just passed by as Lingga let go of the grasp
her hands. He got into the car and left the phallus
who still stands for his departure. And after the Linga recovered from the taste
to his surprise, he immediately ran towards his car and planned to chase after him.
Luckily the car was not far away. So he can quickly catch up.
Farrand-the figure in the jacket drove his car with
medium speed. He's happy. At least with this the cost of his father's care
will cope. And maybe more than enough for that. At first glance he glanced
rearview mirror, he saw a car driving towards him. The road to Falen City
pretty deserted. Looks like the party at the race venue is still going on. So it was
start increasing the speed of the car. He doesn't want his father to wait.
The speed of the phallus began to craze. He believes the s15 rider
going to Falen City. He had seen the s15 turn towards the Falenca hill.
He did not want to miss this opportunity. Either way he should get
idendity. Or at least a little hint about it.
A glimmer of light caught on the retina of his eye. He's sure. That's for sure
s15. It's a straight road. So with confidence he took his Aagney to his maximum speed. He doesn't care about anything. Which he cares about
only the car in front of him was overtaken. But it looks like the car is starting too
increased speed.
The phallus is still chasing. Trim a little-by-a-bit distance in
between them. And when they started to enter the hill arena, the aura of racing
created between the two of them. Two different generation Nissan cars, power and
colors look after each other. But again, the energy difference is still
dominates. It's a climbing road. And the GT-R belonging to Lingga must be superior.
Especially with the experience they have. If only it hadn't deterred Zennie, it might have been him
will come out as a winner.
The phallus is right behind the s15, soon they
entering the peak area with a wide straight path. He must stop
nya there. Must. Slowly he began to take overtaking cues. However
something he did not expect suddenly happened. S15 pulled over and stopped suddenly. Wanted
don't want Lingga also stepped on the brake pedal and approached him.
Linga out. In a hurry he banged on the car door
it's like a possessed man. He lost his patience this time. Glass
the film of the car door that is not too dark makes it able to see with
obviously if the rider sits relaxed but tightly grips the steering wheel.
"Can you stop acting like crazy?"
Slowly, Farrand lowered the windshield of his car. The phallus stopped
banged on the glass as soon as it saw the glass begin to slide down.
"Who are you?" Ask Linga.
"Am I not the one who should ask? You're bothering me
and act like I stole something from you." Farrand answered seraya
looking at the Linga.
Linga. A little he was stunned to see the brown iris staring at him
sharp." Come out. We need to talk." Prattling
"Speaking? What's for?"
"To make sure of something."
"I'm going out. Can you get out of my car door?
You're blocking my way"
The phallus went away as requested. He took two steps back, though,
but what happened was really unexpected. He immediately gas-turched
as soon as the Linga moves away.
"Siall........" Lingga Umbrella. It's not at all
I thought I would be treated like this. It looks like he'll ask for an explanation
next time. Chasing s15 down the hill is not a good thing. And Linga
realize it. But his hunch said that he would still meet again.
---tbc------
