Rio Ferdinand: Internal War

Motorcycle Gang

"Why could he be the man in the prophecy?" Ricky seems a bit unaccepting of the matter of such a thing .

"Hey hey, don't tell me you're jealous of me in that aunt's prophecy?" I pat Ricky on the shoulder "Relax Rick, Auntie that's not my taste" .

"Isn't that the case, it's a prediction that there's not the same impact as Sasha ?" Ricky asked Sasha again enthusiastically .

"Pfttt, so you're jealous because you think Rio's really influential in Sasha's life ? Ahhaha..." Rista taunts Ricky while laughing .

"What if Rio was like that in the prophecy?" Sasha asked Ricky.

I spontaneously turned to Ricky's face which turned out to be blushing .

"It's not good!" Ricky yells .

Maybe this kid likes Sasha . But there is also a point if the prophecy for Sasha and for the Aunt is me in it, nothing else and not far away must involve great calamity .

"It's not me, but there's also a part of it anyway, so that Rio's the guy who's going to let go of the shackles of the clumping thread that came down from Susilo's book . It's just that , and it's that simple." explained Sasha .

"And,? why would he marry me? I want to be made into a mash, right? " question me while taking a piece of cassava .

"Well, I don't know that, either how to break the contract by making you a collision or not . But that's all I know for sure, that you're gonna break the contract ."

I thought as I chewed on the piece of fried cassava I had just taken, and when I was about to take it again the whole piece of cassava ran out without remaining.

"Hey, I just ate a piece of cassava !"

"Sorry friend, your cooking is quite different and very good compared to the food on the side of the road." said Ricky .

"Not bad anyway, just crunchy different doang "cock the Rista .

Lesti, do you know anything? you know the North very well . So can you not find out something?. asked Lesti, chances are he can find out some missing information .

"I just know that a long contract like that can't be decided easily . But in the statement that you want to be married, then there must be only one reason. That is, by marrying you and having children, then the child will be given the burden that the Queen bears . " Lesti explained in detail (Oh yes, by the way Lesti is the Kunti wibu)

Then, he wants me to marry him and his son is bestowed again ,? Then his name is not a contract break dong . But it continues on to the next guy.

"To be honest, it's true what you said Yo. But that also includes deciding on a contract, but in personal form. If you kill the Queen, then you can break the contract permanently but not by the contract of the clothed thread. Anyway if there's a son of yours, it's still a long time"

There is also a truth to the words of a lesti . What kind of prophecy do they mean? Should I and should marry the Queen? But... I already have him . And again, I have to find out about the truth of the masked man .

"Ok , where's your sister? Didn't your grandfather tell you you had a sister? A guy?" I asked Sasha.

"Wow, biker gang?" I'm pretty impressed"

"Friends of friends, it looks like outside there's a biker gang. How lucky if it was his sister Sasha's motorcycle gang "just arrived Sarah came to us with ambiguous news from the results of peeping on the window.

"Let's ask." I stood up and rushed to get out of our motel room.

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What I saw in front of me was dozens of biker gangs riding Kawasaki ninja 250R motorcycles. With a variety of modifications and motorcycle accessories in use, they look more like an Olympic motorcycle gang or a new year event that is usually in the two-wheeled community . But what distinguishes them from the community is the weapons they carry .

Each of them carried a weapon, and a wide variety. Some carried blunt weapons such as english locks, crystal hammers, barnekels and blunt object equipment from workshops they had modified. There are also those who carry sharp weapons such as gear with steel handles, complete chains inlaid with nail nails, seventy centi army knives, and some who carry badik or carambit.

"Sorry, we didn't order an escort shuttle service, so what's going on with you at our place?" ask me with full softness .

"Do you think we look like a bunch of clown parades?" ask one of their members.

"Persis" said Ricky .

"We are here because the Queen's mistress ordered Sasha to come back, or if she doesn't want to, then it's possible for the representative of a man named Rio Ferdinand Sinaga to fulfill the call." the leader of the motorcycle gang got off the bike and took off his helmet, then he explained his arrival while putting his helmet on the rearview mirror of his motorcycle.

That person's face was too hard, complete with a firm chin. Even the veins on his neck stand out as if saying that he can swallow anything including the motor cylinder he uses. His hair gondrong ala vocal rocker in general who usually perform singing on the stage rock n roll. He also wears sunglasses to cover his sharp eyes . His body is very athletic and strong and sturdy if you look from any direction . From his fists I am sure that he can certainly turn the cow's stomach in one pull .

"I'm sorry, if not both, then,? Then what should we do? Is there a third option?" ask him again .

"Nothing, unless you want to fight us all "at the end of the sentence, as soon as the sound of the motorbike being fired up filled the field in front of the motel .

"Don't because your body is more robust than ours you're confident ?" I'm horse riding .

"I challenge you to a duel" I said.

"Huh? " the leader was shocked and he laughed.

"Alright, don't blame me for breaking a bone "

"Who is afraid?"

We are also in our own positions.

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