Miss Sound Adhan

Eps. 4 Wins

While Rayhan checked his motorcycle engine quickly, Andy came to the chairman of the race this time.

“Bossku is racing in the next session,” said Andy approached the man in a black suit, wearing a chain necklace.

“OK. You know the rules, don't you? The winner will get 2 million and if your Boss loses, then he and the rest of the members must become Silver Poin.” members reply pretentiously.

Silver Poin is another motorcycle gang member in Jakarta. There are a lot of motorcycle gangs in the capital. They are competing to be the leader among the many motorcycle gangs that exist.

An achievement and its own prestige could be the head of the biggest motorcycle gang there.

“I know that and my Boss won't lose to you.” Andy smiled faintly then immediately returned to his Boss' side.

He knows exactly how Rayhan's abilities are. The head of the Eagle Wave gang who has never been absent from winning in a wild race.

“Boss, it's settled. 30 minutes more Boss.” turn he said, approaching Raihan who just finished checking the motor.

“I'm even ready now.”

Rayhan stood back up while cleaning his hands with a handkerchief that was always in his pants pocket and wagging them.

30 Minutes later on the streets that have been arranged in such a way for the wild racing arena has lined up two motorcycles there. One motor is red and the other one is black with many stickers attached along the frame of the motor.

Beside them was a girl who was carrying two white and black flags.

“One... Two... Three!” Just on the count of three, after the girl had counted by crossing two flags, the two motorcycles had shot up quickly.

The two sport riders were not wearing any protection at all. They don't wear helmets despite speeding, there's no fear of getting hurt when they fall. Or did they never fall?

The two of them fought each other and competed to be the first. Not for the sake of a prize of how big it was, but for the sake of pride as the gang leader.

It doesn't seem like a problem for me to win quickly this time, Rayhan's inner look from the rearview mirror of the opponent who was far behind him.

He also felt a little arrogant and sure will win easily.

The buzz! But in a matter of three minutes suddenly the black motorcycle belonging to the Silver Point gang leader overtakes him.

“You must prepare to be my servant after this,” he said, smiling obliquely at Rayhan.

Damnit damnit! I let my guard down and he took advantage of the situation. Who would be his subordinate?! rayhan grumbled in his heart.

For him no one can or can subdue himself, even though he is not the boss of all the gangs that exist.

“I'll chase him! Just look!”

Rayhan focused on looking forward and paying attention to the distance they were currently 1 kilometer apart. The man still looked calm despite the distance between them getting further away.

With high confidence, Rayhan adds clutch gear to the five teeth. He was also pulling gas as fast as he could.

“Boss Ricky! Boss Ricky, let's just stay a little!” shouted the Silver Points gang members, supporting their boss.

Rayhan just smiled thinly full of confidence. Right at a distance of one meter before the finish, he managed to overtake the Silver Points gang leader.

“Sial! Though I had already succeeded before him But why in the last second did he excel?!” gerutu Nico, the leader of the Silver Points gang hit the steering wheel.

Rayhan stopped his bike after one metre after crossing the finish line. He also approached Nico.

“I won, according to the agreement at the beginning then I am entitled to my prize.”

Nico who did not accept being defeated just like that wants to challenge Rayhan again.

“I added two million, for one more round. If you win, then you'll take home five million, how about?”

Actually for Rayhan it is enough to get a reward of three million only. But if there is more, he will not reject it.

“OK!”

Nico clapped his hands and the girl carrying the flag came to him.

“Ya, I understand.” he said, after listening to the explanation from his boss.

A few moments later two bikes again occupy each other's positions in other races that are ready, because the arena they used to race was still used by the others.

The roar of the whizzing motor sounded loud there, even the sound could penetrate a campus building that was around the race arena.

In the Bunga Bhakti campus parking area, some students took the motorbike they parked.

The lesson was over for fourth grade, and they went home. Although some still survive on campus.

“Carissa, where are you going after this?” ask a student.

“Back, where else to go.” he replied then took out his motor matic from there to the exit.

“It's so noisy out there. Are there any more wild races?” parissa chirped her ears until they cursed, blocking the creepy noise through her eardrum.

“It seems so.” replied another student while shrugging both shoulders.

Often they hear the noise of wild races out there. But somehow it seems like the residents or the campus just let it go, as if closing their eyes.

Carissa kept taking her bike out. He did not want to go home waiting until the wild race was over, because he did not know when it would end. Could have been through the afternoon. And that means a waste of time. He still has to work on his unfinished thesis.

“Bismillah. This time I must have survived to home.” murmured, passing by the roadside close to the wild racing area earlier.

Whuss! A red motor overtakes him from the front at high speed.

“Man... I'm like I've seen it.” great-grandson Carissa, raised one eyebrow to think and remember who the man she just met was.