Love On Asphalt

Episode 8

The phallus has reached the foot of the hill and there is still time to

waiting for Nadeen to arrive. Let it be

waiting, at least he could steal a chance both

with Farrand with an alibi teaching him. Hueks. Does the phallus cannot

thinking of another trick to chasing Farrand? You may have forgotten if

before this Lingga had never intertwined stories with creatures called women

besides mother. But never mind, whether it's an old or new trick, please,

at least he wanted to try it, right? After all Farrand has broken up with his lover and that opportunity

he can get it slowly. And for starters, he can make Farrand

fascinated by his driving skills. Hey, Nadeen could be fascinated and

asked him to teach her. Why not Farrand? It could be Farrand

the type with Nadeen?Isn't that

usually the pair of friends have some resemblance to each other?

"Ehm.. Lingas. I didn't

got money to pay you like Nadeen did." said Farrand.

"You can pay me a box of supplies every day." A defunct smile on the reddish lips of the Linga.

He can answer smoothly of course because long time he has been

thinking about this.

"really??? But my cooking is not good. If you

how about stomach pain?" Farrand. He was afraid that the phallus would not

I like the taste of the cooking. Although he had cooked every day and every time he tasted his cooking he did not

finding fault in his taste, he still felt no

confident with him.

"You've given me your stock, haven't you?

As long as it feels like it's still like that I don't think it's a problem." Farrand nodded.

At least a box of food

no one's gonna drain his wallet too deep.

"But what if not every day. You know, I

must save for my father's medical expenses. And I can't either

make you a fancy menu." Linga glanced at Farrand with her tail. Exists

a sense of tightness in his speechand

The phallus understands that very well. Actually he does not want to force, but how

any more? If he gives it for free, does not even show if there is a purpose

hidden from him?

 'Ah, I don't think so

the original problem I can eat his homemade provisions again.' Inner Linga.

"No problem." he said later.

Farrand's eyes sparkled happily and he nodded quickly. He did not expect if the Linga is very easy to dinego. Ah, don't know

Farrand if Lingga only mode.

"Now take a good look. I'll start drifting from here." Linga starts its serious mode.

"Starting from the uphill?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Will not worry about wheels wearing out fast?"

"I can save him by reducing his speed."

"But if you race and your opponent is faster?"

"That's business later. Hey, why as if you

who wants to teach me?"

"Ups. I'm too

excited." Farrand chuckled softly and scratched his nape which he did not

itchy. His habit when he's in a groggy condition.

"No problem. Start this look carefully." Lingas

start stepping on the gas pedal a little deep. Farrand's left hand looked for a grip and

his eyes were observantly watching how deft the hands and feet of the phallus were

perform a four-wheel drift combination. Although it could not be said to be perfect, but he was quite satisfied to see the phallus

doing it for a second he was amazed. GT-R power can not be

just a little. But when we get to the top. His stomach began to feel twisted. He didn't

hold wants to immediately remove his stomach. The phallus amazed him for a moment

and throw him

after he was fascinated. He admitted, how to drive a little Lingga

rough gets him drunk on a vehicle.

Yuck........ Yuck.....

Farrand spewed out his stomach contents that were filled only with water

after Lingga pulled his car over. The phallus is not finished thinking. So rude

did he drive until the woman he liked was drunk like this?Maybe after this he should learn and

spend more gasoline so that driving skills are better than

now it's. Or if not he can make Farrand suffocate in the middle of the road

due to land drunk.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh......

Farrand rubbed his lips using his back

her hands. He's limp. After a day of his stomach not filled with food, now drinks

what he drank was forcefully removed from his stomach! He felt that today was so heavy

for digestion. He did not expect at all if a broken heart could make

people can be such. He doesn't even deny that there are people

a broken heart that ended up in the hospital.

"Here, drink it." The phallus approached him and

offering a bottle of mineral water that he always prepared in the car drawer.Jaga-kapan if there is a time when he thirsty.

And it turns out that it's useful at times like this.

"Thanks, though,

Ling." Farrand. It

took the bottle and downed it greedily. His stomach feels

a little pain made him slightly frown his face.Such like at this time his stomach began to give

response to his hunger strike all day. And he really hopes that he

not to have a stomach infection because of it.

"You why?" Ask Linga.

"My stomach hurts."

"Have you eaten?"

Farrand shook his head slowly. His body felt a little trembling

because he was hungry, he even felt

little did not concentrate on what was in nature earlier.

"What a broken heart can make a person so idiotic,

until the meal is forgotten?"

Farrand snorted, idiot said?Hey, what Linga doesn't feel if words

that sound a little harsh? Can't use a little more language

subtle?

"Hey..... Can't you be a little kind by not taking it out

such scathing words?"The Farrand Protest

Oops.intiat Lingga wants to give

attention to Farrand, what is the spiciness of his mouth is difficult to control and

the heart of Farrand.

"Hehehe.sorry. Sees that

you spew only water. I draw the conclusion you didn't eat out

noon." Linga smiled clumsily. But thankfully. Farrand's anger

his mispronunciation was not protracted as it was in his mind.

"I haven't eaten since this morning."

"What?"

"I don't eat from morning. Ling-ga's..." Farrand's pissed.

'In addition to the spicy mouth, it turns out he also has ears that

little bolot' Inner Farrand.

Brain Linga blank instantaneous. I did not expect that his intentions were showing off

it'll just disappear. "I'm gonna call Nadeen. Maybe he can later

bought you some bread in the 24-hour minimarket and brought it here. You know, no, no restaurant tone with

good food that opens at this hour" disconnect

later then.

"Thanks

you. Linga." Farrand smiled. Smileful

thin perched on his lips. And it makes the cheeks of Lingga steep hue

reds. Farrand didn't realize that. Just be thankful that the night lights are capable

disguise the phallus's cheek hue.

　

　

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In Arasya's room, after the departure of Diondan's father Madhiaz's arrival..

"Dhiaz. I think your job now is to keep an eye on Farrand."

"What's the matter, uncle?”

"Yogate has handed back my company." Madhiaz looked at Arasya

with a look that demands an answer. He heard a little of the conversation between the two of them. But I don't know what that means.

"I don't understand. Uncle."

"Yogatak agreed to Farrand and Dion. That's why he tried

separate them. He's the one who's been bothering me repeatedly."

"Did he do it yesterday?"

"not her. But his man." Madhiaz's Teeth

the clutter held back emotions. He didn't know if anyone was so cruel

like those.

"Do you know if they've met?" Madhiaz

nods. He even knew that the two of them had quarreled and chose to end their story

both.

"Dion moved to our school." Arasya looked at Madhiaz.

He doesn't know that Dion and Farrand are now one school. Farrand did not

recounted it. Or maybe, not yet.Given his daughter who always told him about what in

naturalness. He was sure sooner or later his daughter would tell him about it.

"But as my uncle said. They

have parted."

"I remember Farrand's love for her so much. But

why did they decide to split?"

“ The story is long,

uncle"

"And I have plenty of time to listen, Dhiaz."

Madhiaz took a breath. No, father is no son. They're alike

have a hard head with

a stance that is not easy to change is as easy as flipping a palm. Their willpower is strong

the rock, if it has decided something, then something must walk

as desired. It may be true about the saying

said if the fruit fell not far from the tree.Hard nature Arasya, he put it down on his daughter.

"all

it was like it happened and passed so fast that I couldn't remember everything

details that happen. Sorry uncle, I can only tell you that story

just so short. They met when there was a race

town. The day before Dion moved into our school. Farrand was invited

Nadeen saw the race was inevitably forced to come and meet Dion. They

back close. And the next day they were close when they met at school. And the night,

the day of your attack. Farrand's racing for the first time."

"Wait." Arasya. "You said Farrand

racing for the first time? With my beloved S15?" Madhiaz can only

nods. Really, if Arashya gets angry and hits him right now, he will take it for granted

Arasya loved the car more than he knew

these. But I don't know, if he asked about what Arash would choose if

that choice between his car or his son, he doesn't know. He hasn't seen it himself

arash's heart will be heavy to what part.

"Why is he coming, Dhiaz? Didn't I ask you to

prevent him from racing anyhow? You know that the driving experience is very

the little and the way is a little rough with the little knowledge it can be

jeopardize, right?"

Dhiaz lowered his head, he knew very well

it was a long time ago. But how else? It all happened and it didn't

can prevent or restore everything.

"I'm sorry, uncle. Farrand

said he had to come. The prize is good enough to pay for home administration

sick." Madhiaz. He cursed his mouth that had leaked

farrand's situation at the time.

Arashya and Madhiaz were both silent.

To be honest, in Arash's heart, he harbors a bit of regret and guilt

to his daughter. If only he wasn't like this and had more power,

his daughter would not have gone that far.

"No, Dhiaz. It's not your fault. Anyway I

also participate in this problem. If only I had enough savings. Farrand

it won't be that hard to race." Arasya exhaled a rough breath and

realize how he is. However, he also felt involved in

"Then how did it go?" Added.

"Farrand won. By slightly scuffing your favorite car of course. Somehow the way he was driving. He could clearly defeat the phallus

with his GT-R and Dion with

The agera." Madhiaz chuckled small. He's still confused

and I never thought, how Farrand won the race yesterday.

As he remembered Lingga and Dion were not easy opponents to defeat. Especially by Farrand

beginners in that regard.See from

either way, Farrand is still having experience with his competitors. But that

forgotten by Dhiaz is, Farrand is Arash's daughter. And abilities can be lowered

effortlessly.

"Cathlon?"

"Yes, uncle. Linga Pranaja's. Transfer boy

from Halu, but the football lunge in the world of night racing managed to shift the

champion Falen."

Arasya smiled hearing that. He did not think that he

will meet Lingga soon.

"That means Lingga and Farrand are likely to meet in the arena

racing?" Ask later.

"It's very possible, uncle. What's wrong with that?”

"ah, no. Nothing, Dhiaz.

It's just. I don't know why I'm a little excited."

Madhiaz frowned, excited he said? He didn't hear wrong, did he? Or is it better to have an ear check with an ENT doctor after this?

"If you feel misheard and your ears are troubled,

you're wrong Dhiaz. I'm really happy to hear Lingga and Farrand meet."

"What's going on between the two of them?"

"You don't need to know much, Dhiaz. All you need to know

just making sure Farrand and Lingga are always together. Take care of

brand too, but don't get too close like you took care of Farrand first." Madhiaz was still confused. About Arasya who was happy to hear Farrand

race, and now he hears as if Farrand and Linga should he

bring closer. Hey... This isn't April one, is it? Till

Arash joked with his coyole from April Fool's Day.

"You'll find out later, Dhiaz. And then I'll talk

with Farrand the race problem. Anyways. Where is he now?

Why isn't he here?"

"This has to do with the separation of the two of them, Farrand

and Dion. Uncle.”

"Oh yeah?"

"Farrand went with Dion. I'm asking for Dion's explanation

after noon this afternoon Farrand caught Dion with another woman at school."

"Is that so?. So then

that's the reason why Yogam said if he managed to separate Farrand from Dion. Tak

I think he really wants to interfere with their problems so far."

"Well, that's possible, Uncle."

Arasya nodded weakly. Ah. he was waiting for his daughter when

these. Hopefully, the daughter will quickly solve her problems and come back

this hospitalization. He wanted to make sure something that

long she prepared.

　

　

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Farrand just waited at the roadblock quietly. It

gazing at the sparkling city and taking a deep breath. The burden on his shoulders

it felt heavy as if it added to his shortness of breath. If he could complain, he would

complain. But to whom? He could not complain to his father. Trouble trouble

what his father faced was enough. And he doesn't want to add to it anymore. Aw,

if it's like this, he misses his mother. Maybe if his mother was still there, he would

complain to him. But it's all happened. And destiny has taken

his mother first. You can't blame fate, right? It should be

I am thankful that there is a kind father at his side.

The phallus still went around with Nadeen, leaving him

alone here with Lingga's car. The quiet atmosphere of the streets made it

feeling calm and anxious at the same time. Calm down because he likes it

solitude. And worry because he's just here alone. What if there is

hordes of bad people who come there? No, just think about it

it's enough to make Farrand's hair goosebumps.

Farrand's heart beat faster when he heard the sound

the car approaching. He was afraid that his shadow would come true. How

if that comes really a bunch of thugs? Or yakuza? Or mafia?

Then they're ganged up on Farrand? And. and. raped her a lot...

no!!! He wants to do it with the man he loves. With Dion

maybe? Oh, forget Dion. He's not in the dingy right now. And. hey.

thinking too far. But really, this is how Farrand is

if he is thinking. Everything will spread everywhere until

what seemed impossible happened could be thought of.

　

　

hhhhhh....

Farrand breathed. He's relieved. It was the sound of the car he heard

it was the sound of Nadeen's car. Which means they're close. And after

they arrived, then Farrand could normalize his heartbeat.

"You old ones." Farrand sat down and looked at them

both with sharp eyes.

"forgive us.Farrand.

Linga gave me a lot of directions."

"Hn"

"Luckily, no one bothers me."

Nadeen chuckled, saying Farrand as if to tell him if

oddest

it was a fear when left alone.

"Take me home, Lingga. And make sure you drive

finely this time." The phallus can only nod. Happening

he made a slight conclusion that the woman could not drive

extremes.

The phallus can only nod. Perhaps his desire to

holding the woman longer at this time should he undo. The night has begun

late and he does not deserve to be alone with the opposite sex.

Nadeen immediately drove his car as he said goodbye to

Farrand and Linga. As Farrand asked. This time he was driving

be careful and try to drive the car in the smoothest state possible.

Their path is still shrouded in silence. No one wants to open their mouth

just to get rid of the awkwardness between them.

"You need to change your front tyre if you're going to race."

Farrand began to break the silence. The phallus that hears it can only

I was amazed by Farrand's words.

"What do you mean?"

"Your front will wear out even more if you use it to

race again. Lucky if the road is straight. If it goes down, you might

got your car understeer." Farrand said while crossing

hand chested. The right leg he put on his left leg

swing lightly.

"Where do you know?"

"Don't you feel it? It doesn't feel a little

stable." Linga speechless. Trying to digest Farrand's words. And true

only, after a long time to feel it, the heart of Lingga slightly justify

farrand.

"You have a sensitive sense of taste." Farrand only

glancing towards the Linga as the Linga said that. The street lights

his view of the face of the phallus is not clear. But without knowing it, though,

his face slowly blushed. Seeing the serious face of the driving Lingga

at this close distance he never did. He admitted, the face of the Linga

drenched in the dim moonlight makes it add handsome value. Her heart

a little bit of a thump at that sight.

'Maybe with a little permak, he was no less handsome than Dion.

Huhhhhh...... Dion again... why do I always think about it?' Inner Farrand.

"Ano, you have a pretty sharp sense of taste." Lingas

started to break the silence again. He would occasionally steal a glance at Farrand.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, can sense some of the machine's flaws. What

can you bend?"

"No. I just know a little. My father often

tell me a few things about the car first."

"Have you?"

"Yes. When I still had everything. It often

he asked me to tinker with his car. Well, even though at the time I could only.

add to his work and make him bother with the barrage of questions I have

throw it at him." The view of Farrand that is conducive can be seen from Lingga

eye tip. Deep sadness was clearly imprinted on Farrand's ayu face.

"What car is your dad used to be fiddling with?". Degs... Farrand gasp. He almost leaked his identity to Lingga.

Given how incessantly Lingga chased after him as he became a cloaked figure

that, of course the Linga will definitely not miss something. He should be able to

cover it from the Linga. Must. And Linga can not know if the rider s15

that night was him.

"Nsx Arcura." Farrand said briefly. He didn't lie.

In addition to the s15 his father used to own another car.

"A good car. So where is that car now?"

"sold."

"I'm sorry to remind you."

"What's wrong. It happened a long time ago. Besides, now I'm

I can forget the memories of that car."

"Is that your favorite car?"

"certain. I even dreamed of being a night racer

driving that car."

"I'm sorry I reminded you again."

"What's wrong. I've already let it go. Dan, hey.

say sorry again. I told you I'd forgotten it."

The phallus chuckles slowly. He could not believe that the woman was next to him

it had the same dream as her. It's just, he's kind of sanctioned with

his condition. Considering women are very easy to get drunk vehicles.

"Hey. I'm not as bad as you think. I never have

drunk if my dad drives." Gotcha!!! Looks like Farrand

can catch the inner voice of the Lingga that surrounds it easily drunk.

"Heheheheheh.

did your father drive until you weren't drunk."

"My dad was a great driver. If you put the glass

filled with water in the glass of your car, he will not spill even a drop

if you go around the hill at above average speed." Oops.... Farrand

realized that he was almost talking. May the Lingga

realized it.

"Is that your father?"

Farrand nodded his head

steady."Yeah." yeah."

"Then why don't you ask to be taught?"

"You don't know how complicated it is for you to teach me. Fustian

which he wears too deeply. I can't understand directly what he is

teach the. Moreover, he only said it once."

"I think you're the one who's less smart."

Nah!

Farrand plucked the cranium of the Linga just like that when

hearing the raven-haired man beside him."Subconsciously

you said I was stupid. That so?"

Linga cicep. Mourn in the heart of his mouth

ceplas-ceplos and took out sharp words just like that. Just a little bit of weirdness

what he put out to avenge Farrand's words. And so did Farrand. It

come chuckle just like that. For a moment he forgot his heartache to Dion.

"Ano... Farrand. will you......."

Tbc