MY CANDIDATE IS A MAFIA

Collision

Beautiful night, tonight the moon shines brighter than usual, the sound of night animals adorn the hearing of a beautiful girl in a red hood who was sitting in the courtyard of her house while chanting sholawat to the noble lord, the prophet Muhammad SAW.

"You're not in, son? late at night you go to college tomorrow" said old woman walked over to the beautiful girl.

This girl turned around, her eyes staring affectionately at the old woman in front of her. "Later on, grandma, amira still wants to be here, grandma hasn't slept?", she asked gently.

Grandma shook. "Not yet, grandma was willing to enter the room, continue to wriggle you outside alone, so your samperin grandmother.", replied the old woman who had been nurturing him for a long time and gave his affection.

Amira nodded. "Yaudah, grandma sleeps first, later amira comes, amira is still at home here grandma.", amira looks at her grandmother with a smile.

"If so grandma entered first well, inget, do not really sleep at night!", said the grandmother and embraced by Amira.

The old woman who is usually called grandmother by Amira is a loving figure, so no wonder if she loves her grandchild so much, even if she has to sacrifice her life for the sake of this one and only grandchild, without thinking twice, he will.

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Two cars were seen driving on the asphalt road with no other drivers besides their cars, black cars and white cars that must have been with the famous brand that stuck their gas into each other and split the road straight.

The red car drove ahead of the black car at super speed until it reached the finish line.

Seen a crowd of people looking forward to who the winner is tonight.

A boisterous voice fills the scene tonight, which is clearly the winner of the red lamborgini car owner. He got out of his car, his footsteps greeted the women in open clothes, but no one dared to come closer to him.

In the end, the enemy reached the finish line.

"Still wanting to challenge?", the man smiled coldly.

The man in front of him clapped his hands. "I admit you are great, please take my car as we agreed, that the loser will give you his car" said a man about. He wore a white shirt with a brown leather jacket that he hit and also became an enemy in this race.

The handsome-looking man glanced at him coldly. "Thank you, but you don't have to bother Mr. Karsana hameed, it just so happens that in my house I can't load cheap cars!", he said as he walked away, leaving behind a man known as Karsa, who was left behind, justin's childhood friend who he now hates, but may not be completely.

"Like her you're wrong if you want to play with me!", said karsa trivial who suddenly stopped Justin's steps.

Justin turned his body to face Karsa, looked at him deeply, because he could feel the change in the face of Justin who was originally flat to reddish the sign of anger had appeared, he knew that he had provoked Justin's emotions

"Curtain, it should be me who says that!", justin screeched little.

Karsa then approached Justin. "You know Justin, I am the largest shareholder in one of the leading companies in Saudi Arabia and the owner of the largest company in Indonesia, even after your company, so it's not possible for me to not be able to fight ands right?", Karsa threw his words while smiling cynically.

Flasback.....

"Where are you going? come with me, my father and mother are fighting a torch, a torch" said the 12-year-old boy leaning against a wall full of doodles, he called a friend of his age named Karsa.

"I'm here Justin, what's wrong with you? don't cry, I said boys can't cry!", he said, gently rubbing Justin's shoulder.

"You want to move? w-why? Hiks", the cry of this child is very loud, has not lost the fear of the quarrel of his parents, plus he will lose a friend who he has considered as his own brother.

"Yes Justin, my father said today I have to move to Saudi Arabia" he said with glassy eyes.

"That means I don't have any friends anymore?"

The man in front of him clapped his hands. "I admit you are great, please take my car as we agreed, that the loser will give you his car" said a man about. He wore a red shirt with a brown leather jacket that he hit and also became an enemy in this race.

The handsome-looking man glanced at him coldly. "Thank you, but you don't have to bother Mr. Karsana hameed, it just so happens that in my house I can't load cheap cars!", he said as he walked away, leaving behind a man known as Karsa, who was left behind, justin's childhood friend who he now hates, but maybe not completely.

"Like her you're wrong if you want to play with me!", said karsa trivial who suddenly stopped Justin's steps.

Justin looked up at his handsome face, "You just came to your senses? fortunately you are not one of the people on my hunting list!", Justin smiled mysteriously.

Karsa looked at Justin's smile, then he normalized his expression.

"Are you capable of killing me?", asked him who made them throw deadly sharp gazes at each other.

"It could be that if I had been so fed up of a traitor like you!", his reply was flat, yet his sentence was full of sarcastic tones.

Karsa just put a bitter laugh on his face, "Alright, then I'll go first. It's very cold, maybe before you kill me, I'm dead first, right?", he said as he turned to his black car leaving Justin who was still loyal to his standing position.

But soon Justin also entered his car sometime after seeing the departure of the car, and drove away from a place that is still a lot of adam and eve roaming.

"I don't expect that crybaby man to be a successful and ruthless character."

"I don't know if he hates me or not? But I'm sure I can't hate him!" again with a bland smile, the story of the past makes the friendship that has been knitted with a strong brotherhood rope now starts to loose, not just loose, he said, but almost breaking up seems to show the strange problem between the two of them.

Karsa is too cool with his past memories, so he does not realize, that his car is about to hit a beautiful girl who wants to cross and

Aaaa!