Naughty Child

One Step Ahead's

Okay this is kind of crazy, I was challenged again by Danny for the race. Crazy what, didn't he knock? But indeed he is so the person, if he does not win will not give up. I'm ok ok. This time we were racing on the straight. Who gets to the finish line first, wins. The place we used to race was a quiet street, a former factory. And the length of this road is 1.5 km. And in the middle of the road is quite unique there is a railway where trains can pass at any time. Crazy right?

"Where's Iz? dare ndak?" ask Danny.

"Who's afraid. Okay, when?" my many.

"Later tonight?" 

"Ready! Ayo!"

"The bet's a bit gedhe this time," Danny challenged again.

"Otherwise? Twenty million?"

"Look, who wins gets a losing car!"

Wow, that's heavy. He's very confident. I also agree.

"I agree" I said.

Because of that, I started checking the condition of my car. So far there is no problem. Oil check, brake fluid, NOS, battery, everything's in order. I'm confident tonight I'll win. 

Today as usual, that afternoon I picked up Iskha at her house. His family is starting to know me. And even my contact with Iskha seemed to be their blessing. He used to be a bit fierce father, now when I know I am not like most rich people, want to open up and really pay attention to his daughter he was starting to be good to me. And every time I meet him, we have a long conversation about the train. How else is he a machinist. His job is to operate the train. Especially the Gajayana train. Sometimes I just go home once a week. 

"I go, father, mother," said Iskha. 

"Be careful!" mother said. 

"Faiz, don't worry!" father says.

"Here you are," I said. "But maybe it's a little bit too bad, okay?"

"Aren't malems? Where are you going?" taya.

"There's an event anyway, I want to take Iskha for a moment" I said.

"Well, what time is the mall?"

"Maybe twelve o'clock, um."

"OK, if it's twelve o'clock, don't ever take my daughter out again."

"Ready," I said.

Iskha took her guitar and put it in the back seat. Not long after that the car split the asphalt. 

"Where are you going to take me?" ask Iskha. 

"Actually, today I was challenged by the race" I replied.

"Huh? Which really?" tanyakanya.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Wow, cool! Put this car on?" 

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well okay, I've never been in a wild race. I'm coming with ya. It's exciting, it's like," he said. There is something different about Iskha and Vira. If Vira does not like it, but this Iskha is very excited. Different people are different natures.

I'm starting to forget about Vira now. My heart is filled with Iskha. He was always swimming in my heart. The singing, the sound, everything. We arrived at the cafe. We go in there. As usual, there was Hani. His face is bright now. Maybe it's because we helped him to go to school again. We met at school. He's quite happy. Many times he said he thanked me. 

Actually to Iskha he should be grateful. He was the one who persuaded me to help Hani. I knew my father would grant my request because his man was also a koq benefactor. Thanks to this as well, our relationship with Hani is also close. Hani and Iskha are always together, like brothers. I don't know why it feels like Hani and I have this special magnetic force that I can't explain all this. It was like he thought I was a brother. During this month he followed me often, wanting to know me more deeply. Sometimes also ask me to teach for some school lessons, although actually should ask Iskha also can. Iskha is also smart koq, her achievements in school are very encouraging. Not in vain actually he got a scholarship to enter this school. He uses it as well as possible.

"Hi, Mas Faiz!" hello Hani.

"Hi, too," I said. 

"Hi, Mbak Iskha," said Hani again.

"Hi Non!" Iskha direct cipika-cipiki with Hani. 

Well, like the nights before. I accompanied Iskha without getting bored. Sit at one of the empty tables. Enjoying the music. But tonight is a little different. Hani accompanied me at the table. I hope Iskha won't be jealous. 

"Mas, may you ask a question," he said. 

"Can, what's wrong?" my many.

"Well that's a busy man, huh? What is his effort?"

"Yes a lot. Starting from the business of self-service franchises, property, food and now is trying to make the media time."

"Woh, cool huh? At first, how the hell could that be?" 

"At first, huh? Hmmm. But clearly he started from a small shop, then developed to what it is today."

"Kereeenn.tomorrow if you have graduated to work to his father Mas."

"Hahahaha, you are. Why ask my father?"

"Well, that's okay, right? I also consider myself my brother. He's now my foster parent. Even dare to sign a trustee, if he becomes my guardian. It's a little bad that an orphan can have guardian parents like him."

"Why not delicious? Relax again."

That night I talked to Hani a lot. About him of course. How was his life, about his mother, about his father who died when he was a child. Despite talking so much, it seemed like there was something she was hiding from me. Don't know what. It doesn't feel like Iskha's show is over. He also approached us.

"Well, was the conversation fun? I wasn't invited?" ledek.

"Sir Iskha is jealous?" ask Hani.

"No, who said?" elak Iskha's.

"Yes, he's jealous" I said.

"Ish.., no koq," Iskha insisted.

"Please calm down. I'm not going to mention Mas Faiz koq. I thought he was like my brother. If Mas Faiz has a crush on me, I'll kill him" said Hani.

I laugh. Iskha tried to hold back a smile, but could not. 

"Come home?" my many. 

"Yuk ah" said Iskha. 

After we had everything cleaned up, we went home. Iskha says goodbye to Hani as well as to her bandmates. 

"Be careful when you bring alus stuff," ledek his friend. 

"Yes dong" I said. 

Iskha put her guitar in the car. I hugged him from behind. He also turned around. Our foreheads are sticking together. I looked down a bit and he looked up a bit because I was taller. 

"You're jealous, right?" my many.

"Not to be discussed ah," he said. 

"Jealous is okay too. That's a sign you love me" I said. 

"Mas Faiz, can you ask me one thing?" tanyakanya.

"Yes?" 

"Mas Koq never invited me Made Love? I want to know the reason. Usually the boys if the same girlfriend must ask for something strange."

"Do you really want to?"

Iskha did not answer. He speaks a thousand languages.

"The koq diem?"

"If you want it, I'm ready for koq. I want to release my crown for you."

I'm shaking. "No Iskha, no. This relationship is not for whom, not just to give up virginity or virginity. You are the one I love and before our love is tied up in marriage I will not do it to me. This is my promise."

Iskha's eyes glazed over, "Oh mass.." She hugged me. "This is why I love you so much. It was perfect in my eyes. Not like the other guys. They're dating if they only want to. But not for mas. Another mas, Oh Mas Faiz...."

I kissed his head. I'm keeping her tight. But it's true and I'm honest. I'll take care of him lest I get rid of him now. I want all my love to be poured out to him later on into the bond of marriage. 

"By the way, is Faiz still a virgin or not?" tanyakanya.

Well, this is a tough question. Did I answer honestly?

"Yes, I'm not a virgin anymore" I replied. WOi, I haven't thought. My mouth suddenly said that.

Iskha let go of my embrace. He squinted his eyes at me. "Who's the guy?"

"I better not talk. Obviously, I've been honest with you. And please don't ask who the girl is!" I said.

Iskha sighed. 

"You're sorry you're dating me?" my many.

"Oh, can koq?"

"Well, it should be for me" said Iskha. "I want to love me completely, but it can't be."

"I told you, love is not judged by one's virginity or one's virginity."

"But still, there is less. Yes, maybe it's fate" he said, sticking out his tongue. "I know koq and understand, people as handsome and as rich as this mas, must be a lot of people who love before me. I can understand that. And I'm not sorry."

"Okay, so you were jealous?" I'm fishing for him again.

"No, I'm not jealous. I know Koq Hani, I know him well. I was jealous of only one person" he said.

"Oh, huh?? Who?" manya curious.

"Just like Vira" he answered.

I was surprised to hear that name. 

"Koq can? I told you, he's my past" I said.

"It's just her past, I'm jealous. And I'm sure he must still love Faiz's mas."

"How did you know?"

"The woman had a feeling. And my feelings are strong. People as good as gold, as gentle as gold, will not be possible just to be forgotten and will not be abandoned. Indirectly he will not be able to forget the mas, I'm sure it. Because I love Mas Faiz too. He must be."

I don't know why Iskha's words were piercing. I remember the words of Vira. He will try to love Pandu even if not love. And he also once said, will consider Pandu as me. I don't know if it's gonna work. Because, Pandu is not me we are not the same. But now I have Iskha. 

"Here you go, I don't want to remember Isk anymore" I said. 

"Sorry," he said. 

"It's okay, it's OK," I said.

"So when do we race?" his question suddenly diverted the conversation. 

"Are you ready?" my many.

"Who dong, yuk?!" bring him.

***

That night we arrived at the prepared track. Many young people gathered there. Music from the sound of the car clashing. Some girls have got their pants and wear a milling tank top. Iskha is really excited.

"This,..as in the movies?" said.

"Not really. The ones in those movies are too much" I said.

My car stopped next to Danny's. He still wears his lotus. 

"Woi, I'm coming!" I said. Then I got out of the car.

"Well, I used to wear the Honda Jazz, now I'm using Honda City" Danny said. "What's the difference?"

"Well, Jazz belongs to Pandu, it's mine personally. Here, letters. You win you can take it!" I said while handing it over to Henri who was in our midst.

"Okay, good, come on Dan, turn you!" said Henri.

"This time the cave will win" said Danny. "Well, by the way. Did you change your girl?"

"Why? You didn't bring a girl?" my many.

"Well in the car too?" tanyakanya. I didn't answer.

Danny pulled out his car papers. After being accepted by Henry. We went back to our cars.

"Come, come on, this is going to be the most exciting race!" said Henri.

Both of our cars are ready at the starting line. Henri gave instructions. 

"The rules are easy, who goes into the factory first, he wins. Look, it's a straight path up there. Less than 1.5 km. Be careful when a train passes suddenly. If you get hit, you die. I hope you're ready for insurance" Henri said.

"Not to worry!" I said.

"Yes, don't worry!" Danny said.

"OK, we're starting!" said Henri.

Everyone cheered that night. A girl with an orange jacket and hot pants and high heels comes forward. He will give the cue. The car engine turned on. We're all set. The girl took out her handkerchief. Danny and I concentrated on cueing, because as soon as the girl dropped the handkerchief, we had to go fast.

"Bring up Isk's seat belt, we'll split the wind!" I said.

Iskha tightened her seat belt. Then he rubbed my arm. I smiled at him. I stroked her cheeks, then I looked forward again. 

"Come on, Faiz! Don't lose," he said.

"Of course" I said.

The girl dropped her handkerchief. I pressed the gas, at once the sound of our wheels squeaking, like surprise because it was suddenly forced to gallop. Both cars were immediately driven away. The cheers of the audience are getting lost for longer. I leaned my body against the chair while staying on standby with the clutch and the gear lever. My hands only occasionally touch the steering wheel, because it's a straight track. 

The car is still in a draw, advancing along to 500m. Danny suddenly turned on something, I could hear that, NOS explosion. And along with that from the left direction a train will cross the tracks. Not yet, not yet.yetmm.I said in my heart. Danny's been darting away over the tracks. I kept pressing the gas and my teeth were on top gear. Meanwhile, the train was approaching. I'm not sure if that train will touch me or not.

"Faiz, Faiz! There's trains!" exclaim Iskha. He held my arm tightly. His nails almost ripped my skin. I know he's tense, I'm tense too. I opened a box near the wheel. Nos button. 

Iskha closed her eyes. He was resigned, my car arrived at the rail, along with the train passing by. The horn sound of the carriage sounded long and loud. Almost got my car kissed by that train nose. And just after passing the train tracks I press the NOS button. There was an explosion from my car, and the car immediately shot forward leaving the train tracks.

From the front I saw Lotus' car slowing down. It was because Danny was in too much of a hurry to press his NOS. Now I caught up with him and he pointed his middle finger at me from the window. He knows he's losing now. My car also came to the finish line. Iskha then opened her eyes. I braked full, until the wheels of the car squeaked.

From a distance it appears Danny is slowly braking after getting into the finish line. He looked towards me. He covered his face. I laughed triumphantly.

"We won the mas? We win! YEEEEEY!!!" Iskha cheering. It rocked my body.

We then meet again with Henri at the original place. Danny with a jutek face handed me the keys to the car. Lotus men, Lotus!!!

"Honest thing you got Lotus!" Danny said. "NOS cave there was a disturbance earlier until suddenly my car runs slowly."

"Other times check the condition of the car first and do not carelessly nambahin NOS!" I said. "Thank's well, you can't be angry, right?"

"No idea," he said.

"Creative care, hahahaha," I said.

"Damn it!" denis. 

"Henri, take that car to my house tomorrow. Watch out, don't get scuffed!" I said, throwing the key at him.

"OK, bro. just leave it to me!" said Henri.

"And, would you like me anther?" ledek.

"No, thank you, I'm walking" he replied.

I laugh.

****

After that long night I drove Iskha home. Fiyuh..luck still at 23.30. So still a bonus 30 minutes dong. I stopped the car near his house. Well, not very far away. I want to talk to him for a minute. But koq's place is kind of dark. 

"Thank you, today I am very satisfied. Never had a wild race before" he said.

"Sama-sama I also like koq with you," I said. 

"By the way our koq stopped here? Where's the dark again?" 

"Well, I want to make out with you first, time' can't?"

"Hayoo.he said after marriage."

"Yes, after marriage. I promised koq. I will keep my promise. I just want us to get closer. Right here!

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After finishing making out with Iskha, I turned on my car engine and then turned it to his house not far from where I parked. He picked up his guitar and got out of the car. I followed. We stand in front of the fence. 

"Thank you today" said Iskha. 

I kissed her forehead. "Until tomorrow."

He caressed my cheek. Then he immediately entered the fence, for a moment he turned to me. From inside the house, the father was waiting. He could look out. I nodded my head and waved at him.

"Malem om, on time right?" I said.

He nodded, "Yes. Thanks." Thanks."

One step closer. I'm getting intimate ama Iskha. And my love grew greater for him.