Prince Gesrek

Fee

"New nganter home already missed," said Deden lowered his head, holding his laughter. He plays the key in his hand, walking into a house after parking his bike.

[Night, Princess. Don't forget dreamin urang. Two star point.]

Write Deden typing a message and sending it to Key. He was ceaselessly smiling. A few minutes later a message came in.

My Princess

[Dreaming you made me look.]

[Honestly. Again kangen, right, same urang? The two star point. Point two brackets one.]

My Princess

[Lo what's up, anyway? Two-point? Two star point? Ngeselin knows, doesn't he?]

[Again salting, right, in the room? Is it the same mother? Responsibility, urang kangen, nih.]

My Princess

[Whispering!]

[This, right, Key's message. Can it be that noisy?]

My Princess

[The employer has blocked this contact!]

[Block, really, say something. The name of the maneh in the contact of 'My Princess']

My Princess

[Whispering!]

[Cie .. baper.]

My Princess

[Yes, why? Off I'm baperan!]

Deden laughs at Key's last message, he puts his phone in his pants pocket.

The man stopped his steps. Unknowingly Deden went home. In the past few days, he had been staying at Bimo's place. Deden cursed himself, because every home must be a problem always arises, it's all because of his papa who always upset him.

"Renata Hanum, wife of Gilbert louis. They had a son named Rayyan Alexander Louis. Gilbert died of heart disease seven years ago, and Rayyan died about two years ago" said Dirga, sipping on a hand, slowly fumes from her mouth.

Deden paused the move, just thought about it, his person had already greeted Deden first. Really long life. Deden let out a long sigh, approaching the middle-aged man who was sitting on the living room sofa.

"Just go to the core, Pa," timpal Deden said indifferently, he was really tired.

The student sat down before his father, this time he was going to fight. Deden no longer wanted to be depressed or forced to obey all the orders of the people before him.

"Rena's depressed, she also has kidney failure, right?"

"Otherwise, what is your plan?"

"You're going to move Kafa. Back to America" said Dirga again sipping objects in his hands.

"No way, tuh! Kafa has already taken the paperwork to move out of school."

"It's just a document, easy to put back together." Dirga turned off the smoky thing, staring at Deden seriously.

"It costs more than 300 million" said Dirga closer.

Deden raised his eyebrows. "meaning?" tanyanya confusion.

"Bloodwashing for Renata, you think it's cheap? It's worth enough with just the money you paid?" A triumphant smile was created on Dirga's face. "Your consultation with Haidar? That free?"

Deden thought for a moment, he snorted, looking up his head with a smile. The man held the base of his nose which felt pulsating.

"Ah... just deserved," said Deden realized he smiled wryly. "It deserves everything to feel lighter" he continued with a laugh.

"So how? Choose to return all the money or obey the orders?"

"Hate what?" Deden hung up his words, Dirga waited for his son to continue, "what does he hate for Kafa?"

"You ask? Just think about it," answered Dirga seemingly thoughtfully. "I seem to hate you so much, I can't even think of it."

"What was the death of my mother? Because Kafa is the cause?" guess Deden, his eyes began to blur because they were covered in tears.

"Try thinking."

"The problem with Rayyan's accident? Caffeine is also the cause."

Deden's phone rang, displaying a notification. Regardless of the person before him Deden opened his phone, checking the incoming messages.

Ucokgaligacokcock

[Bro, I got the info. Pamekasan Street. Great prize, awaited! Starting at two o'clock this mall, I otw.]

"Well, very fitting," said Deden smiling with relief. "Wait a minute, Kafa will pay for everything!" continued Deden immediately got up, he left Dirga who just smiled looking at his son's back.

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"Welcome, Bro! You haven't been on the streets for a long time" said Ucok to give a warm greeting.

The red ninja rider opened his full-face helmet. Smiling displaying rows of teeth returned the greeting Ucok.

"Money is needed" said Deden down from his bike.

"Dine! How much is the prize?"

"35" replied the spirit, a smile always plastered on his face. "Gue can't wait, bro! Passion, lah!"

Deden giggled amusedly to see his friend who had jumped indistinctly. "The money never loses, this time it won't, either" said Deden, smiling with confidence.

"Still long in the beginning. Santuy just yet."

"Ready!" timpal Deden nodded.

Two o'clock in the morning, when everyone is asleep. A row of motors lined up, heating the machine. They looked seriously at a girl carrying a white flag, waiting for the cue.

"One! Two! Go!"

The flag is dropped, the riders set the clutch and gear in. They drove as fast as they could, making the needle on the spidometer continuously crawl up.

The race is so fierce, they overtake each other and add speed. The gas continues to be pulled, trying to get ahead of each other every chance.

Ucok cheered from the starting place, shouting frenziedly every Deden made it through one round. It took several rounds to win, even though Deden had convinced him that he would win, still Ucok was worried. His money and Deden's money are at stake.

"Spirit! Spirit, Bro! The spirit!" yelled Ucok as Deden passed by. He clapped his hands cheering.

Rival Deden many, their abilities are also qualified. Ucok knows that Deden king of street racing, but lately Deden rarely compete and many new drivers are not less fast in the game.

The last round, Ucok clasped his trembling hand. Deden is third.

"Come, Bro! Come on!" muttered Ucok hope.

Motor Deden managed to overtake until the sequence goes up, he continues to chase the motor in front of him. They speed each other up, the finish line is starting to show up front.

"The people must win!" said Deden cheering himself on.

Deden managed to line up the motor in front of him, now they go hand in hand with almost the same speed. Deden's pulling the gas back, speeding up again, a few more yards to the finish line.

The black-and-white checkered flag fluttered, marking the end of the match. Deden stopped his bike a few yards from the finish line, he unlocked his helmet.

"Bro! Lo won!" said Ucok wiggling Deden's shoulder. "Win' us, Bro! 35, bro, 35," yelled excitedly.

Some people began to swarm in, congratulating. The atmosphere was suddenly crowded, many people around Deden.

It took some time for the atmosphere to return to normal, Deden was no longer in the crowd.

"Wah ... urang ability is still there," muttered Deden laughing.

Ucok came with a brown envelope, he gave it to Deden. "Money, Bro! I'm 15 lo 20. How's it? Less, right?"

"Loves, Chocolates! This is enough" timpal Deden received the envelope. "Next time if there's another say. It takes a lot."

"Reply, Captain!"

"Yaudah, I'm tired. Go home, lah. Want to dream of a girlfriend," said Deden laughs himself.

"Yes, you have a boyfriend."

Deden got back on his bike, ready to go home. This time to Bimo's place, he didn't want to return to that house. The man walked slowly, still enjoying the euphoria of victory.

The streets are quite quiet because it is still early in the morning. Deden's eyes were half sleepy and his hands felt a bit sore because of the match earlier.

Ucokgaligacokcock

[Bro! My money was taken.]

Deden who stopped the motor on the side of the road, frowned in wonder after reading a message from Ucok. He doesn't understand what it means.

About three motorbikes stopped nearby, the men were carrying guns as well as wood. Deden understood what Ucok meant. About five people surrounded him, people who had also been in the racecourse.

"Where's your money?" one of them, his face fierce, had a wound under his left eye.

"Urang won. That's a right, "deden timpal doesn't accept.

"Gue loss!" The wooden man spoke.

"Who's going to lose?" Deden answered firmly.

"Lot of lo!"

Five against one, it's tough. Deden doesn't know how he should. If Deden gets back on his bike and runs it's too late, he's already surrounded.

"You're looking to die!" said someone beside Deden. I don't know when he was there.

"Why are we eating here?"

"I was passing by. Didn't see a kitten in the back of five wolves."

"Heh, urang is not a cat. Urang tiger."

"Diem, that's obvious. How do we fight them?"

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Hy! Hy! Please critique and advice that builds up. More gaje nih story, hehe. If there is a wrong anger in the author.

Urang \= Me

Maneh \= You

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