Miss Sound Adhan

Eps. 6 Passing Again

The next day Rayhan and the members of the Eagle Wave gang hold a routine event. Small tour with motor sport around, just to heat the motorbike only.

All the gang members had already gathered in front of the headquarters and were sitting on their respective motorcycles, preparing to wait for their Boss's orders.

But already 30 minutes they were in front of the headquarters, but the Boss had not given him an order.

“Boss, where do we tour?” said Ujang, one of the gang members ventured to ask.

“Rute is normal,” is short.

It seems like Boss is not in the mood at the moment. Why yes? Though yesterday he won the race.inner Ujang, still no dare to ask again.

Other members also silenced, did not dare to ask to see the boss's reaction like that.

Rayhan is not in the mood. He was still upset by his mother's words yesterday, who asked him to just work.

He drove his bike with a cold look.

The Eagle Wave gang members immediately moved three minutes later to the route mentioned by Rayhan.

They used to pass a short route around the area of Bunga Bhakti Campus. Not every day they do my job but only a few times a week. It could be once, twice. Sometimes they also take a tour of the other route.

Moments later, the boisterous sound of a roaring motor engine was heard around the Bunga Bhakti Campus.

Thirty Eagle Wave members traverse the area near the campus parking lot. Not all members are on tour at the moment, half of the members are at the headquarters and stand by there.

“Aduh, my eardrum feels like it's been hit by a heavy machine. This wild convoy of motor sport, it's really annoying!” a student, upset. Until he closed his ears.

Another student who also parked his motorbike there, up to go up on the motorbike to look outwards.

The pa wall

“Woy! The fucking motor gang! You guys are making noise early in the morning. Get the hell out of here!” hard with annoyance.

One of the Eagle Wave motorcycle gang members near the parking lot heard what the man said despite the noise of the motorbike.

“Hei! Dare you get in trouble with us. If you dare, get out of there and face us!” he snapped firmly with glaring eyes.

“Who is afraid?!”

“Juna! Hey, don't get lured in by them or you'll get in trouble and maybe get suspended from campus,” said another student in the parking lot and looking at it, trying to hold it off.

It is also true what Edi just said. I've been in the last semester if I make trouble maybe I'll get a D.O, his mind is considering.

Juna then immediately got off by jumping off the bike.

“From your emotions, don't let you listen to them. Use the brain, do not muscle like them, we are educated students.” explained Edi again, to convince his friend.

Juna nodded in response, instead walking quickly out of the parking lot to his class rather than getting emotional.

“Basic stupid and cowardly student. Apparently he didn't have the guts. That was just hanging out.” grumbled one of the Eagle Wave members.

He smiled slantingly we sneered towards the parking lot where this statement suddenly disappeared without a sound.

From the direction of the resistance, Carissa came riding her matic. From a radius of four meters, he could clearly see the moment that there was a convoy of motor sports in front of him.

“Aduh, this morning there are already motorcycle gangs passing through here. They are less work once,” grunted annoyed.

Carissa kept on speeding and she took the left lane road also pulled over so that there was a distance if she crossed the motorcycle gang convoy earlier.

They then passed by at a distance of three meters. Carissa calmly drove the bike. It wasn't the first time he ran into a biker gang like that, so he was a regular. Moreover, almost four years of education at the Bunga Bhakti Campus, met many motorcycle gangs from various groups until he knew some names from the group.

“Surge! Or stop! Didn't know we were on tour?!” said one of the motorcycle gang members, staring intently at Carissa.

Why do they value you like this. Do they think this is their path? So no one can pass here but them? batin Carissa.

For him all motorcycle gangs have a similar attitude. Selfish and like to win on their own.

Carissa kept going and did not stop despite such reprimands. He said he was not wrong and he had the right to go the same way as them.

Both sides will not give up. Rayhan was in the front row and leading the tour.

“Stop!!” he shouted loudly, when the bike stayed a few inches it would have nudged the Carissa motorbike.

Not only the members of his motorcycle gang who stopped but until Carissa even then stopped.

“The sound is scary once,” the noise is slightly shaking.

Just this time, he was afraid to hear the voice of a motorcycle gang member.