My Dowager Montes
#72. The Street Race 2
The sound of tires squeaking into a melodious song in Chelsea's ears. Something inside him churns when imagining doing the extreme activity.
Brian never let Chelsea out of his grasp. But he forgot Alexa who had been with them while surrounded by friends. But somehow, Alexa dragged the audience who finally separated from them.
Their focus is only on 2 luxury vehicles that race spur and demonstrate the toughness and skills of the driver.
When he was cool to see the show, Chelsea felt something strange with the view. He glanced and searched around with the corner of his eye, not finding it.
"Bear.. Did you see Lexa?"
"Lexa? where's it?"
"ish... I'm nanya, did you see Lexa ga?
Realizing his wife's question, Brian immediately began to circulate his gaze, looking for the figure of his daughter who almost never went out at night. This is what he was afraid of.
"Wait here, baby. I'll be back" Brian decided to go around looking for Alexa. Maybe he went back to the hawker, or maybe he went to the nearest mini market to buy a drink.
"Dady.." a faint cry was heard, but he could not see his son. His feelings told him to go back to where his wife was waiting. Finally he returned to his place leaving his wife.
Frustrating. The feeling strikes him back. The nausea he never felt again these few weeks.
breeeemmm....
Bleyeran's voice catches on to him. That figure, a figure he knew very well was entering a red luxury sports car with a cold nose and resisting irritation.
Brian immediately ran over to some cheering spectators.
Chelsea started running the car he used to accept the challenge. But there is something strange about the way he drives. Like an amateur who just learned a car. The boisterous sound of cheers telling him to come down echoed in the skies of Jakarta. Chelsea got out of the car, then walked with her flat shoes towards the opponent's car.
The car glass was lowered by the smiling opponent. A disgusting smile of victory.
"Replace the car" insisted Chelsea on the driver who was none other than Andrew.
"What's? tell me you can't use it. I'm not good what try? I give you the best car. Why would you want a buluk kek gini?"
Chelsea smiled cynically.
"Your best car is not my taste"
"Let's just say that you want to give up and run, so choose this wreckage car so you don't get sued. Aye right?"
"hhhh.. said you were afraid of losing this car"
Andrew was wrong with the situation. Because, he has been tinkering at the car he loaned to Chelsea to accept his challenge. To hurt it, more precisely.
But the encouragement of his supporters to accept Chelsea's challenge left him feeling anxious. Difficult to swallow saliva.
Finally, in his good name he agreed to the audience's request. Andrew stepped slowly towards the luxury sports car. Doubt struck. Between prestige and safety interfered with her.
Both cars were preparing at the starting line, someone in front of them gave aba aba by lifting high red cloth. Bleyeran machine dominates his boisterous voice cheers the audience.
When the red cloth was dropped, cold sweat began to pour down the temple, the gaze focused on the red cloth. When the cloth touched the ground, the sound of tire squealing was inevitable. The two sports vehicles were streaking across the sunyinya night of the capital.
Tension is inevitable. Chelsea casually and skillfully controlled an iron horse with a speed of 186 km/h. As for Andrew, he knew very well what would eventually become.
Chelsea clipped Andrew's vehicle when he saw it almost at the intersection where they started. Chelsea calculated the distance estimate slowing Andrew's car. He slammed the steering wheel and moved the shaft. As fast as lightning now the position of the Chelsea car is not moving forward, but backwards, aligning with the car that Andrew drove. Increasing the speed so that now the position is facing each other with Andrew's car.
Chelsea stepped on the brakes so as to hold the pace of Andrew's car attached to Chelsea's car. Gradually, the pace of Andrew's sports car eventually slowly slowed down and stopped.
The amazing attractions can not be separated from the attention of the wild racing audience. Back the boisterous sounds of applause and whistling were heard.
Chelsea got out of the car and approached Andrew, who was breathing.
Buggh....
Chelsea's fist hit Andrew's side face. Throw out some of his teeth. Blood flowed through his nose that shifted back. The audience was shocked by the action of this tough female bar.
"RUBBER. FREIN ALEXA" Auman Chelsea echoed to make boisterous people who were present there instantly silent.
"I did" Andrew finally ordered his accomplice to release Alexa who was locked up in one of their cars.
Chelsea threw Andrew's collar, which is now red because of the blood coming from his nose.
Suddenly Brian came and pulled Andrew out through the window, then floated his fist on a handsome face whose nose had shifted because of Chelsea.
Buggh....
"I told YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER. YOU JERK" Brian threw Andrew's body in pain until he staggered.
Buggh...
Andrew sprawled, because of the 3 fists he received from three different people.
"Dog lo, I'm males temenan is as cowardly as you" Roy adds to his complete suffering. The pain in his handbook was nothing compared to his worry when his girl was held captive by Andrew.
"Lexa... Alexa.. wait.." call Roy on Alexa who is being herded both parents to their car.
"What do you want?" Chelsea's alert. Alexa said, her momy aura makes her knees shake.
"Eh.. anu... that's... You ain't papa, are you?" tanyanya directly stamped.
"Ga papa" Alexa instantly turned around. There were traces of tears on her cheeks. A terrified expression still appeared on his face.
"Let me be closer to you Lex" he mumbled.
