
Aditya took the car like he was being chased by death.
He thought maybe Clarissa was also dealing with a dangerous death.
The car is speeding at high speed, but the road is turning. He occasionally had to reduce speed, making drift achievements that are difficult to imagine will be easily done by the private driver Shelly D.
“Mas great! Learn where, Mas?” asked the driver in amazement.
“Entah, I forgot, Sir!” aditya answered while continuing to concentrate on the steering and the gas.
They looked in the distance, there was a crowd of people and some neatly parked sports cars. It was definitely not an ordinary wild race and it seemed that Shelly D knew who this Vanessa figure was.
“What is this Vanessa guy as bad as?” ask Aditya while reducing the speed of his car.
Now they only live a few hundred meters from the location. There were a lot of people cheering there. His voice even sounded from here.
“Vanessa Yan, the most arrogant girl in Bandung. Selebgram with a lot of crazy followers. Recently became famous after she dated cousin Rama Subandi,” replied Shelly D wryly.
“Sepupu Rama Subandi? He's his girlfriend Rama Subandi's cousin who was arrested by the police?” ask Aditya.
“Ya.”
Aditya thinks this is bad. It's possible that Vanessa and her boyfriend know Clarissa's connection and the figure behind the fall of both cousins and perhaps their close friends to prison. Aditya begins to feel the normal life he longed for is drifting away once again.
“Who is his girlfriend's name?” ask Aditya calmly.
“Reza Bastomi. The conglomerate's son too. His father did not participate in politics, but many know they are not honest people,” explained Shelly D then opened the door because the car had stopped.
Aditya got down and walked with Shelly D into the human crowd. Aditya forgot to wear the wedding suit, so he turned to the car and left the suit to the driver.
“Quiet, Mas. Let me take care not to tangle his suit,” said the Shelly D driver.
“Thank you yes, Mr.”
Aditya tries to get back into the crowd and tries to find Shelly D, but does not meet. He actually heard increasingly crazy screams from the audience, “Come, open! Openup! Open!”
Some viewers tried to record the scene with a cell phone camera.
Aditya is curious what they mean by ‘buka’ and who is this highlighted?
Shelly D is seen crouching in the crowd, protecting two young girls who were verbally attacked by wild racing spectators.
The figure of Vanessa is seen standing quietly while smiling cynically at the two poor girls. Aditya soon finds out the cheers are aimed at Clarissa and her drunken friend earlier. And they cheered because Clarissa had already lost a race bet with Vanessa.
“Come, undress! Hurry along! Hunts mushrooming nih people!” screams at one of the spectators.
Aditya resentfully pushed forward, staring at Vanessa who was beside Reza.
The guy does look as arrogant as Rama Subandi. But Reza seemed colder and could very possibly have acted more sadistically if necessary to achieve his goals.
“Stop you guys!” yell Aditya. He saw a spectator pointing a camera at his face. Aditya nimbly grabbed the person's phone and slammed it to the ground.
“What the hell is this?!” said the owner of the phone. He attacks Aditya with fists, but faints with Aditya's fists.
“Who would I like to teach you this? You guys stop!” aditya Ancam.
Reza just stood there, watching him, not asking Aditya who or why pretended to be a hero to Clarissa.
“Why should they be naked? You guys are crazy, huh?!” aditya Bentak. No one dared to answer.
Vanessa goes forward and says, “He lost a bet with me. What do you want, Loe?”
“What are no other bets?” reply Aditya is upset.
“Oh, don't dong! I think being naked is the right pay for the losers. Especially her! Pinter and pretentious girl on campus!” hatch Vanessa Yan cynical.
Clarissa was seen crying sobbing, hugged by Shelly D who could only be annoyed without daring to speak to Vanessa. Shelly D obviously did not want to make a case with the big family of Rama Subandi. Reza's presence there forced him to shut up.
“You don't have to force her naked! Come on, just race with me! Bets are replaced with more elegant ones. Dare?” challenge Aditya to Vanessa.
All spectators cheered, “Huu! Dad!”
“Portice!”
“Dogs!”
Aditya didn't care what kind of thump he heard at the time.
“Oh, who races my girlfriend anyway. How darling?” vanessa asked her boyfriend, who could only laugh.
“Loe who the hell is it? So-soon being a hero. Interfere with our affairs here. Loe mdingan aja deh,” ledek Reza Bastomi.
Aditya's gonna beat up Reza. He could have made the songong man unconscious. But Aditya remembered his promise to Frita. And anyway he went here to help Clarissa. Not to create new problems.
“Gue Clarissa's. Come on, let's race. If it's male, you don't have to force a naked girl in front of a lot of people!” challenge Aditya once again.
Reza seemed to be smiling cynically, but he seemed to be thinking as well. He and Vanessa whispered to each other, making the wild racing spectators disappointed and curious racing this time what bet?
“OK, okay! If that's what you want. I agree that sweet girls don't have to be naked here. But whoever loses, between you and me, he's the one who has to be naked! Loe dare?!” spray Reza with his arrogance.
“Who is afraid?!” tukas Aditya.
Aditya was not afraid at all. He felt he could handle this race. He had no idea how Reza was not a real racing driver. Reza has been used to training on the circuit in Italy since he was a young man. He even won several races, even if not professional class, abroad.
Reza said, “Loe can borrow one of my private cars parked there.”
“Well if that's what you want,” Aditya replied.
Aditya then walked to sports cars parked neatly on the edge of the crowd, making the people forced to give him a way while grumbling. Shelly D couldn't stand it and followed.
“Dit, you don't have to be like this!” shelly D whispers to Aditya.
“I have to do it. I don't want to be violent anymore. I can only help my sister-in-law in this way,” Aditya replied.
Shelly D can only pray that Aditya wins so that he does not need to be humiliated. Looking at Aditya's defense, Clarissa could only cry. Feeling hurt and happy at the same time. Between wounds and favors. He obviously can't have Aditya as a lover, but he can now accept that.
Clarissa can also only pray, “May you win, Sister!”
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