Rascal In Love's
Early on

Two months earlier...

A GRUUNG!! THE GRUUNGG!!

The Rio Tyaga is powered by its green Ninja 150RR engine. Next to him was Meneer, his team, who was relaxing his hand muscles and riding his Vega Rnya. His friend is a conglomerate boy, but he and his gang decide to take on their dangerous pastime. They could have rented a circuit, but something like this was more practical.

Drag races.

Wild racing when the streets of Jakarta are quiet from cars, in the hours leading up to a third of the night.

His opponents are alay children from various villages, teenagers responsibility is not necessarily the direction of the day to day struggling with the rigors of the world. Rio and his gang, his name the Savage Gang, were famous as the highest caste in drag race because anyone who challenged them to racing, would definitely be left far behind.

Pretty predicate makes the Savage Gang grin happily, because in real life they are considered spoiled children of the heirs of a large company, the, in fact, if disguised as a village thug, the vibe won also from the original alay child. Even though their motorbike has been used which modif bodong not because they still rule the streets.

“Yo,” Meneer leaned his body towards Rio, only 30 seconds of their machine roaring time. Everything is ready to go. Lap 500 meters ahead there, the value of the bet can be net 1 million.

“What?”

“Lo so sell motor?” ask mneer.

“Iya.”

“Sell to me aja Yo, you want what price I yes-in, you want to tuker use Cruiser I also gapapa, your motorbike is legendary here, dear Yo!”

“Meneer, which makes the bike legendary or not is the driver. I make Jupiter MX aja, can-can lo new geber motor, I'm already at the end there.”Rio pointed at the finish line. Lagian... A cruiser? What can Harley do on the street? Noisy doang! Mending Vega R you are!”

“Don't Vega R me dong, this is my wife's machine shape. If I can take it to the mattress, I've done it..” hiss Meneer.

“Gue sell motor to Juhari, dy can give high price to 50 million for second motor. I can buy Supra X, the rest of the money can make everyday life until I graduate school.” Rio said as he prepared to roar his machine as the flag was already high.

I just sighed. Feels stuck. He who is the son of a rich man, is not allowed at all to help the finances of Rio, his best friend.

Rio is so, tried first his own business, until his life at the end of the horn he will try everything himself without relying on others.

Flag down.

Rio's motor is darting, Meneer is pressing the gas. At least he became second position to be higher than the opposing team. Since it is certain that Rio will be the first, Meneer is only a complement to the score.

Rio's not looking to the left and back right, he's just focusing forward, to the finish line.

Jakarta wind full of pollution, bright street lights, dark life. The roaring and rude sounding roaring, all of them shouted all hatred in Rio's heart.

He hated his past, why his mother had to die. He hates his father, why when everything improves there must be a case of corruption? So Rio's been eating haraam money all this time? Which is sinful at all? And why, O Lord.. Why did his father have to kill himself in prison?!

Rio spilled all his irritation by hitting the night wind, breaking through the speed limit.

“Lap 3 yo?!” junot asked while giving him a drink. In the hands of the beautiful-faced guy there is a key of his bike that he swivels at the end of his index, Junot will compete on Lap 3 soon to complete the score, now they are waiting for the preparation of the second session. The opposing team asked for the fulfillment of the numbers achieved by trying to beat Rio's speed. If they managed to match the speed, then the Savage Gang was willing to give 1 score to the Opposing Team. Which is, it's not gonna happen. No one has been able to beat Rio or Meneer's speed all along.

Rio was lying on the big concrete, some women were teasing him.

Rio checked his phone, there was an SMS from Juhari. About the plan to buy and sell the motorbike which will be launched tomorrow morning before going to school. Juhari already got a buyer apparently.

“No, my head is dizzy.” Rio raised his amer bottle. Tribute from the losing team.

Junot chuckled as he stood facing the street observing the match, while Rio was already chasing after the edge.

“Not, the streets start rame,” Meneer come and drive next to Junot.

“Lap 3 we cancel how? After all, it was already 2 million, exceeding the target of a million,” said Junot worried.

“Enes does not want to say, still want to match. Andri also wants to replace Rio for Lap 2,” Meneer said. He's worried too. There was one car or truck that passed, they had to disperse the vehicle or police would come.

“Ngapain anyway on really great carmuk?!” nagel Junot.

Flag down, Lap 2 begins.

Andri at the front, he is determined to fulfill the Rio score. Enes was right behind him.

They are both village thugs who god Rio, they try to look the maximum in order to be familiar with Rio. Rionya is ordinary.

“Neer, Neer,” Junot pointing light from opposite direction. Car lights. Wipe them through the corner, so it can be expected that the car will turn across their race track.

Andri is almost at the finish.

“Neeer,” Junot gripped the arm of Berl, his cousin. Meneer can only be fixated on seeing tense moments.

“Not, run now! Call Abbas, run away!! Build Rio!!” exclaim Meneer while grabbing his motor.

“But Andri and Enes?”

“Udah can't Junot! It's late!” exclaim Meneer while turning on his motor

“But Neer-“

BRAKKK!!

First collision. Andri's motorbike hit the middle of the sedan car.

BRAKKK!!

The second collision, the Enes motor hit the trunk.

Junot couldn't even take his eyes off the scene. He's shaking.

“Not, stay first.” Rio gripped his shoulder and dragged him up to the bike.

“Lo how?”

“Gue stay here, something must settle the mess and so the scapegoat let many be freed. Lo, Meneer and Abbas can't hold up, can influence the company. Fast run!”

“Keet lo mau-“

“Go, Junot!!” gertak Rio's.

Junot won't leave there.

Rio stood up and took a breath. He could see pieces of human bodies scattered in the streets.

“Yes God...” hisses while rubbing his face.

“Not me Sir! Budeg yes I told you -“

“Heh! Even insulting the police again! Obviously the license plate number is bodong!!”

“I was even a victim of fraud sir!!”

“CCTV cameras all the way catch you who are on the bike! No change of owner! Not you!”

“That's today! How about yesterday, huh?! Is there a CCTV that captures my picture if yesterday was on the bike?! Take a look at the CCTV supermarket near my house, near the mosque, CCTV School, ask them, it's my motor or not!!”

“That there is CCTV you again race wild!”

“Nah!! See which bike I am racing on, sir?! I just bought this bike this morning to change the same old motorbike!! How do I know if this is a stolen motorbike!!”

As much as Rio's power defended himself. He was just captured by a raid by the Korlantas Polri. Apesnya, at that time he was wearing a motorbike that he had just bought, and the Police arrested the oddity on the motor plate that was not detected by the system, aka allegedly fake motor plate. And that kind of motor is usually stolen.

“There's a number in the list of lost property,” one of the police approached Mr. Commander.

Rio throttled, “Bapak nih if he recalls very careful investigation, the old ngusut turn is like a conch,”

since Rio knew, looking for a list of skeletal numbers from the ranks of losing bikes that number in the thousands was impossible in such a short time. So, this must be just a bluff. Unless, who is looking for Bank employees, just click the system immediately appears. Police are usually manual. Not as sophisticated as in the Head Office.

THE DUGG!

One of the police hit Rio's head, “Hey, Boy.. It's clearly wrong, instead of ngaku even nge-bacot,” furious one of the persons.

“Lu whose son is it? How dare you from that?! Ha?”

“Official son can also we jail,”

“Yes yes, Diviralin used to be the same new netizen all on motion,” Rio still mengedumel.

“He's the Chairman of the Motor Gang in the Eastern area. Rio Tyaga,” one of the Police approached them and submitted a report. IPTU Rayhan Smirked when he saw Rio. Her face is sumringah, “Finally caught also you. From the beginning run away and keep working. Your friend has two stupid dead tuh hit the car again on the brakes at the red light. Do you think how shocked they are?”

“I'm not too surprised anyway, it's already a risk,”

“I mean, Shock that car driver? What if the car breaks down, Heh? What if there's a child in there? Temen you the body is destroyed dead in a mess even we sukurin! But think not their parents?”

Rio could only sigh.

“You are the trash of society. You can be subject to articles disrupting public order! Moreover, you are the Guild Leader, you can be known for inciting a crime aka provocateurs!”

“I am not the Chairman of Paaaaak Gang, I have said many times I would like to be appointed as Chairman. His job what’an also I do not understand. I just win racing bets often. He needed money for school. Would you help me go to school?”

“One of you school in private expensive,”

“That was the work of my late father, he had deposited until I graduated. The problem is that he does not cover his money. My father died, yes I was bankrupt Sir. ”

“There are still many other jobs besides wild racing betting. Double the crime, already Wild Racing, gambling anyway,” IPTU Rayhan do not want to lose.

“That I can Only race,”

“Fasum is not a circuit. Let alone your accusations now. Really desperate like you,”

“I was tricked Sir, Masa did not see the contents of my WA with the seller? That can't be ignored. I arrested there are still other victims.”

“Try me see the contents of his WA,” IPTU Rayhan asked his men to hand Rio's phone to him. He read it and then shook his head.

“Juhari anyway, this is a syndicate. Karma nih you,” IPTU Rayhan chuckles.

“I don't believe Karma,” grunts Rio

“Ya already, just accept her destiny. You are detained until we can catch Juhari yes,”

“Lah Sir! The day after tomorrow there is an Assessment Middle Even Semester!” Rio was starting to worry about his fate.

“Yaaa, how?! Your behavior is suspicious, you also have a lot of criminal records-“

“From so many, besides I am positive, which is proven as a criminal act?”

“Wild racing,”

Again Rio snorted, “That's an act of disrupting public order, not criminality,”

IPTU Rayhan smiled. He realized that Rio was not an ordinary student, his behavior was brutal. But if understood, actually Rio is quite smart.

“But,” Error IPTU Rayhan. “Based on our experience point it towards ‘situ’,”

“Your experience cannot be used as a valid benchmark. If I am detained, it is the same as limiting my education as a student, I can sue the Police, because valid evidence that I stole, does not exist. Right?!”

Everyone there is silent.

Until finally, IPTU Rayhan said, “You are under police surveillance. Hand over the letter to your Principal,”

“An jing si Juhari!” Bump Rio as he walked through the streets of the Capital that night. Still with his High School uniform, he took public transportation and intended to Kampung Indah, his last location to transact with the Maling Motor Syndicate.

Along the way he cursed. Until he finally met with Bang Rasno, thugs parking guards around the area.

Bang Rasno immediately frowned when he saw Rio heading towards him, “Gue already said, do not buy a motorcycle with Juhari, Toooong. Kaaaan?!”

“Where to Bang Sat?! I'm going to finish this!” sahut Rio's.

“Lu gebukin Juhari same lja lo nantangin sekampung, you are not a citizen here. Inglet it!”

“Lagian lo bego, already know Juhari Syndicate,” scolding Bang Rasno.

But he was silent as he stared at the car behind him. Rio noticed Bang Rasno's change of face and followed her back, “Why Bang?” ask Rio.

“Sagam lo same’an!” bang Rasno shouted while retreating. Then he called out to some of his men and they crowded in front of Rio.

The confused Rio actually wanted to leave, but Bang Rasno's line that said ‘ was the same uniform that made him stay there.

“Oh yes bang, this is this logo! Not just white gray, is it? Definitely a private school!” said one of Bang Rasno's men.

“Bener, I also agree!” bang Rasno said as he pulled the emblem behind the back of Rio's white uniform and frowned. “Yes, this logo is on the back. That girl has it too!”

“Motif under his pants is also different from the usual white ash, these are boxes. Girls also wear the same pattern in their skirts!”

“What's’an anyway ni?!” Rio brushed aside Bang Rasno's hand.

While Bang Rasno started discussing with his men. “but this is none of our business Bang!” said one of the men.

“Yaaa, it's none of our business but if this gets revealed or there's a girl's family coming out, Densus will be here! You know them if the residents' house racket is not responsible, until the roofs they check. Well many citizens nyimpen macem-macem,”

Rio understood very well the meaning of Bang Rasno's sentence. Residents of Kampung Indah are indeed average in the syndicate category. “Yes there is no way that everything is covered times, our prison is limited,”

“Neverything will be tight, but property seized all, hehe,”

“Well, this... ‘they’ means who?” ask Rio.

“Lo see that car? Hiace on that end?”

“Mobil travel?”

“Iya,”

“See,”

“From 9 o'clock they parked there, it's been an hour,”

“Terus?”

“That car syndicate Human Trafficking has si.. duh I can not say his name, has something to do with the official because,”

“Alms. I also have an office. Just a bundle in jail before being declared a corruption suspect,”

Bang Rasno looked at Rio with a slice. Then ruffled the boy's head.

“But..maybe you can help, you are not a kid here huh. I don't want to let us all be raided because one person makes trouble,” Bang Rasno sighed while looking at Rio expectantly. “You want to be a collision? Later I will tell you where Juhari,” Bang Rasno grinned.