Pursued by the Love of MAS INTEL

A Temptive Offer

Bruum...

The sound of the exhaust roar was increasingly heard, deafening, clashing with each other and unpretentious in the wild racecourse. Some riders were already preparing on his iron horse, turning the gas handlebar so loud that it made a noise to put each other apart.

Among the riders was Pradivta who was wearing safety equipment assisted by Galexia. The man in the black mask was silent, he let Galexia dress him up like a doll. Pradivta was seen breathing deeply and then exhaling slowly, this was not the first time he had played on the streets. He and his team have repeatedly driven iron horses in the street area, although not in order to race. Instead of chasing a quarry that runs away and must be able to quickly catch it.

"Don't tense, just relax. If you tense up, your opponent will ngetawain lo!" whispered Galexia, after he finished putting gloves on the Pradivta.

The two Netra met when Galexia turned his gaze to Pradivta. The two were still silent, as if diving into two pairs of different colors of neutrals.

"Motor red black jacket, it's your quarry. He's a new kid, and the news I got from the kids, he never nawarin haram stuff like them but the son of nolak." he added.

A sreeekk!

Without any softness Galexia closed the jacket zipper worn by Pradivta with both eyes still fixed on the man who had now turned his eyes on the person Galexia mentioned.

"Heart, I think that people have strong baking until they can freely sell morphine here," Galexia again said.

The girl grabbed the full face helmet that was in the back seat of the Pradivta motorcycle. The tail of her eyes continued to look at one by one people who were near the target of her future husband.

Right, he had never seen them before in any arena. Galexia is increasingly convinced that they are the prey of Pradivta and his team tonight. He was very regretful, why his hobby arena was even made into a arena for illegal goods transactions, damn it! Surely after this there will be no more areas that can be made a wild racing arena by friends.

"It looks like you are indeed familiar again with the same place as a gini. How long have you guys been-,"

"Well, I think you will go down to the arena, it turns out there are others.why, do you not care anymore to defeat the other riders, Gal?"

Galexia rolled his eyes disinterested, he was lazy to argue with the lemes-mouthed man who often disturbed him, especially when they were in one place like now.

"Hush hush hush, you're going! Galexia again in standby mode, you don't want to be battered again like that time?" the circus of someone who just got close to Galexia and Pradivta. The tattooed man smiled disdainfully at the person who had already dared to disturb the calmness of Galexia. Brave enough for people who have dealt with this jutek girl in front of him, even though the bully had felt the raw bogeman of Galexia some time ago when very girl felt he had been disturbed.

"Damn it, watch out you'll lose this time!"

The pretentious person pointed his index finger at Galexia, he turned around with a face that was completely unsightly to look at. Perhaps out of annoyance and shame because of the words of the tattooed man who became one of Galexia's colleagues earlier.

Well, how else, that's the truth. He was once battered even almost critically when Galexia made him a live samsak some time ago, when they were still using the old arena.

The problem is, because he cheated to make Galexia and his bike fall and get out of control, causing the girl to have to kiss the rough asphalt.

"Where are you ready? We'll start in a minute, so take your temen to the track."

Galexia did not reply, he just nodded and looked at Pradivta who was still setting his sights on his opponents.

"Oh yeah, what's your name? I'm lu-,"

It was not Prafidivta who answered but Galexia. The girl turned back to the man who was preparing to conquer her opponent in the racecourse, his hands outstretched to attach a full face helmet to Pradivta, but his movements stopped as the man restrained his arms.

One eyebrow raised, her forehead frowning in wonder at the actions taken by her future husband.

"You don't want to give me that spirit before I play?" said slowly.

Galexia was more silent for him, he did not understand what Pradivta wanted at this time. What kind of spirit does that mean? A spirit that should cheer like a football fan?

"Gue will support you from here, can't possibly me-,"

"A kiss can be?" his permission. Pradivta smiled clumsyly from behind her black mask as she looked at the sharp and piercing gaze that Galexia showed.

"Lo wants to die?!" his sarcasm.

A sreekk!

Without any tenderness at every touch Galexia gave Pradivta. He immediately put on the full face helmet without saying much, even reluctant to stare at the man.

"Sorry, I'm just talking,"

"You win, not just the kiss I love. But if you lose, the wedding date will be back!"

After saying that Galexia turned around leaving Pradivta who was delinquent. The man was about to get off the motorcycle to chase the very girl after hearing his words.

"I can't do that, it's nothing to do with the same -,"

"You win we get married next week!"

Pradivta was pecking near his motorbike, he blinked softly after hearing Galexia's next utterance. The man was no longer chasing his future wife, he chose to turn around and return on the iron horse he was going to ride tonight.

Getting married next week?

The corner of Pradivta's lips lifted, for some reason he felt the heat suddenly burning his soul. At this time he was not only excited, but very excited even though he did not get a kiss from Galexia.

"Okay, for the sake of marriage next week!" sure muttered.

BY MARRIAGE NEXT WEEK🤣🤣