
I prefer to enjoy my solitude, to enjoy my life without the burden of love. Because to me love is complicated.!
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" Cit, nitip cafe, huh.?" said Dhira and released the apron.
" Where are you going.?" tanya Citra who saw Dhira wearing a jacket and took the bag in the bottom drawer.
" Go to base camp" he replied. " I live first yes, doain may win today" he said again with a smile and stepped away, not until the exit Citra had shouted.
" Dhira.!!" citrak shouted that all cafe visitors looked at him. "your helmet is missing" he said by showing the helmet on the cashier's table.
Dhira who heard Citra's screams turned and shook his head for forgetting his helmet, Walking quickly by taking his helmet.
" Thank you" he said with a smile and a small run to get out quickly.
" Be careful.!!" said Citra and get thumbs up from Dhira.
Not far from Revan's vision when he finished eating and walked to get out of the cafe, he saw the little girl who teased him was walking quickly with a helmet and walked out of the cafe.
Frowning when he saw the girl who was supposed to be working again, he was out of the cafe.
Where's he going.!" revan muttered involuntarily.
Walk out of the cafe to the parking lot and return to continue activities.
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The Base Camp Armory.
The workshop and the youth association of about six people in the house with two floors of classic shades and nominally gray, white.
The open garage shows the teenagers are repairing the motorbike or just checking their motorbike when they will compete later.
The motorbike Dhira was driving now stopped right in front of the garage, got off the bike and approached his friends who were waiting for him
" I'm sorry for a long time" Dhira said and opened his helmet.
" Santai sist, where is the key to the motorbike" said one of Dhira's friends named Dika, threw it and was caught well by his friend to immediately check the Dhira motorbike which will be made racing tonight.
Dhira need not hesitate because he has entrusted his motorbike to the dika who always take care of the Dhira bike when going to compete or not, he also paid dika every month. Think of it for the role money because he is the one who has taken care of the Dhira motorbike.
" I live up first" said Dhira and nod by Dika.
Walking up the stairs, on the second floor, showing a couple kissing.
It is accustomed to Dhira seeing scenes like this when his boy friends always bring his girlfriend to bace camp and there are also those who bergonta changing women just to find pleasure.
Dhira's the only woman in this clan, though, and she is a woman who is always guarded by all male friends not one bit they dare to touch Dhira or damage it because they already consider Dhira as a sister and she is a woman who has never been spoiled and often helps.
Dhira entered a special room that two years ago was made by a silent guy who liked him. The room that made Dhira comfortable while there and forget everything when he was sad or felt the need to be alone.
Opening the door of the room, he showed a man waiting for him on the balcony playing a guitar.
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" You just came.?" said the man with a smile as he greeted him.
" Hhmm, yeah. You were" asked Dhira.
The guy knows that Dhira loves novels, to read when he is bored. He knows all the dhira's likes, from him who likes to play guitar, photographers and lapsed into being a racer.
it started when Dhira helped him from the threesome of men who would gang up on him. Give up the helmet for about fifteen million that he has to hit the guy who will gang up on him until he is unconscious.
Inviting him to make friends and join his club until long time he likes Dhira. She's a tomboyish girl, not talkative, tough, independent and not spoiled. And that's what he likes about Dhira.
Kenzi alfaro, twenty-two years old who is still a student at xxx university. Guys who often change girlfriends before getting to know Dhira.
Many still want to be her boyfriend, many who pursue her even though Kenzi refuses not to date for two years. Maybe it's because it's lazy with spoiled chicks or maybe it's because of Dhira.
The one in waiting may be insensitive or maybe he already knows, but does not want to date because he still wants to enjoy his own life, because for him is his family his brother who prioritizes in his life.
" What time is the race?" dhira asked, waking up from his daydream because he heard the voice of Dhira when he remembered the first time he met the woman in front of him.
" Later ten." he replied and was nodded by Dhira. " You've eaten." asked Kenzi
" Already, you." asked Dhira.
" Not yet" he said by looking at Dhira who was opening the book.
" Why." asked Dhira and turned to look at her.
" Aren't you hungry yet" he said "You want to accompany me to eat?" pinta Kenzi's
" In front there's chicken noodles, you want.?" he said again, making Dhira look at him and smile.
" Come." take Dhira and stand up from his seat, feeling happy because Dhira did not refuse his invitation until he also stood up and walked first.
Opening the door again got a friend who was busy kissing to make Kenzi ruffled waist.
" Woy, room.!" furious to make a couple let go of his kiss, the woman looked down embarrassed while Kenzi's friend just scratched his head and grinned at the horse.
" Kayak loe never once." his friend grumbled to make Kenzi look at him and Dhira just smiled faintly and shook his head.
get down from the top floor and approach Dika who is checking the Dhira motorbike.
" Sir, you've eaten." asked Dhira
" No, why." replied Dika by looking at Dhira.
" Want no chicken noodles."
" Yes, it's free." asked dika and nod by Dhira.
" Pesenin three yes."
" Who is the same.?" ask dika.
" I'm the same, you think I'm not a laper what." said Kenzi quickly and put on a sour face.
" Wihh, nich.!" exclaimed with a happy laugh and walked up to the chicken noodle cart that was across the street no matter how Kenzi's face felt bad.
It is not easy to invite Dhira to eat together, the woman prefers to eat crowded with friends when at base camp. Taking Dhira out was also difficult, for some reason? but Kenzi never gave up on usurping Dhira despite the fact that several times Dhira always refused him.
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