
Vanesa suddenly said in annoyance, “You're all right, Honey!”
Reza looked startled and turned to her sexy boyfriend, “Why?”
“That's why you borrowed your expensive car! Just use their own car! That Clarissa bego had already deflated the tire of your car,” said Vanessa did not accept.
Reza smiled and finally shouted at Aditya who was busy looking at which car he would wear to race.
“Woi, Bro! We race with our cars. Okay?” said Reza.
The spectators cheered in agreement and mocked Aditya with their loud laughter.
Aditya was silent and only raised both hands, a sign agreeing to the proposal. The car that was brought from Shelly D's house was an Audi A7.
“Dit, you must have lost this way,” muttered Shelly D who sat away from the crowd. Nearby was Clarissa and her friend who were still crying as they pleased.
“Where's the key?” ask Aditya to Shelly D. “Borrow a little to teach them a lesson. Oh, yeah, you guys better just go home in a cab. Sir, ship them yes.”
Aditya did not give a pause for Shelly D or Clarissa protest, but immediately asked the driver Shelly D invite them away from there to take a taxi.
“Why should I go? We have to be here, make sure you're okay, sister!” clarissa is upset.
“Already, I have a plan,” said Aditya calmly. “Pak, please take them away as soon as possible.”
The driver nodded without speaking. Shelly D was silent and just followed Aditya's idea just now. I don't know what he wants. Shelly D hope there won't be anything.
Of course Shelly D car is a car that is very likely to make Aditya lose. Hownot? Reza's car of choice is far above that, namely Aston Martin. It's hard for Shelly D to imagine Aditya losing and being embarrassed over that inappropriate bet. Who had the first idea that Clarissa and her friend would be naked if they lost?
Aditya obviously knew he must have lost, but he tried to stay calm. He followed the promoter of the wild race, a thin, dry young man who was tattooed heavily on almost all surfaces of his skin.
Reza called the promoter Bang Jan.
“Bang Jan, please tell him the route,” Reza told the promoter.
Aditya headed to the dean of Bang Jan, and there was a table sitting on the terrace of an unused building. It was there that Bang Jan had been sitting while smoking and observing the commotion of the racing spectators.
Bang Jan opened the laptop and showed the map to Aditya, the highway route they had to go through. The distance is only a few pounds, turning two laps, but I don't know how many turns.
“Yang out of line, declared defeated,” said Bang Jan short while Aditya never stop memorizing the route. He knows this area. He obviously knew also what if he was supposed to cut off the path.
However, Aditya did not plan to cut the road at all. He also did not plan to sabotage Reza's car. He valiantly advanced to the racecourse with a car that had clearly been lost from the beginning.
Reza didn't know Aditya had prepared anything.
“Come on, quickly, we start now!” aditya said as he continued to observe the clock on his smartphone.
“OK, who's afraid!” reza Sahut.
Before long, they were on the streets. Asphalt pours dust around the starting line. People have seen unequal competition between the two cars. In front, Reza took the lead, so agile, through three S-shaped corners, without reducing his distance to Aditya, except to stay away.
***
Since the start, Aditya has contacted Jimmy Wijaya.
“Why were you guys so long?” ask Aditya on the phone.
“Who is this?” reply Jimmy's a little upset.
“I Aditya. Shelly D called you. She's with. Now there's a wild race on the edge of town, near abandoned housing. Police where?” aditya said without further ado.
Jimmy understood immediately. “Oh, it turns out you. What's up, Dit? What's this problem again?”
“Sister Frita needs help. These people meant to harass him. Now you have to raid the racing headquarters,” said Aditya while continuing to focus on the highway.
The night makes some turns seem unclear. Aditya is not afraid of losing. He was afraid of bumping into something or someone to make innocent people hurt.
Jimmy replied, “I and a few officers are on their way. There was a little busy. Maybe one more minute until.”
“Good.”
Aditya looks satisfied. He immediately went off the path that Bang Jan showed. He did not care even though the Shelly D car had been fitted with GPS to find out if there was cheating. Aditya instead casually stopped in the courtyard of a shop, and removed the tool.
“Well, now is the time to go and sleep well,” he thought happily.
Aditya, who is now determined to stay away from problems, may have made Reza and Vanessa upset instead of playing. But, the police are heading to their race place. A location that he had just briefly heard had been going on for several months without anyone daring to report.
***
Police arrived at the race headquarters shortly after Aditya and Reza were gas-tipped. Vanessa looks very panicked, because she herself knows this place is a gathering place for teri-class drug dealers and online prostitution business people.
The police really got them in the fog. Many were caught. Jimmy is unwilling to let Vanessa go looking arrogant, saying he can buy all the officers with money.
“It's a shame we can't buy, Miss,” said Jimmy firmly.
Vanessa keeps fighting back with harsh words.
Jimmy said, “You better explain later at the police station.”
“Basic village!” jeremy Vanessa pissed.
Reza, who did not yet know the situation at the starting point, was astonished to see a more dense crowd in front of him there. He even thought he would overtake Aditya for the second lap.
However, Reza had to stop. He was confronted by dozens of police. There's no way he could escape and he doesn't want to escape. After all he could be free with little effort by his family later. He harbors heartache, feeling that Aditya is worth paying for all this. He believes it was Aditya who reported his wild racing to the police.
“Gue can't just let people disrupt my side business, his inner” is full of revenge.
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