
Tito followed the Ridho motor in front of him. They were squirming around playing on the streets of the capital that was a little dusty because it had entered the dry season.
They entered a residential development area that is still abandoned by the developer.
Tito just tailed. Although his heart was confused, where did Ridho take him away. And it doesn't seem like this is their school path.
Ridho stopped at a finished building but it was not done yet. Still in the form of semi-permanent brick wall building only.
There are some motors. One, two. So eleven with Cakil and Ridho motors.
Cakil sighed. Adjusts a little bit of his breathing. In order to deal with the quite a lot of responsibility boys like those in the building.
Although his age has grown up, but he also ziper if he has to be in the middle of the crowd of teenage children. Afraid also he could not keep up with their chatter that sometimes Tito can not predict where the storyline.
"Dho! Wait for me, oi!!!"
"Hadeeeuh! You are like a virgin coming to the moon! Reverse, Bambang!!!"
Hadeuh, this is a boy!
Tito said no words. Just following Ridho into that abandoned building.
"Sir! Where the hell are you? Nongol new!"
Tito smiled stiffly. It looks like an old kanebo that is dry. He pretended to be pretentious while waving his right hand towards the responsible young man who reprimanded him.
Sure enough, the estimate. There were 18 children in school uniform. Plus he and also Ridho, became 20 people.
One of them untied a sack of rice that was leaning against their side wall.
There are clurits, machetes, butcher knives to folding knives. Even some motorized gears are modified with identical buckles for students.
Eh??? What's all that for???
Tito termangu's.
It seems... There will be violence!!! The brawl!!!!!!!!!!!!
It seems!!!
Astaghfirulla... Aarrrgggh...
"Klean mo bawuran huh?"
Silent moment. All eyes were on Tito. Making Tito goosebumps also found him.
"Haha...!!!" The sound of their laughter compactly echoed. There were even some people who coughed so hard he cried laughing out loud.
"Click, my advice oi!! Mending all of us pol kuy gas to school! We're learning, gaess! Study until graduation and get good grades. Complimentary teachers and parents, of course!!"
"Haha... Cakil's possessed demon penitent what satan ustad, huh?"
"Hey klean istighfar!!! Ga da ustad became a demon!!!"
"Hahaha..******, joke you damage abis, Cak!!! Haha... Comedy stand-up is still open?!? Hahaha. anjriiiit!!! I ampere kebe peed gegara the Cakil!!!"
"What's klean brawl for, boss? Do you maintain your self-esteem as a student? Or just solidarity with fellow students who do not use sane brains? Make noise on the highway, interfere with the comfort of fellow road users. What use?"
Tito tried to raise his voice. Although it sounds trembling. But in the real world, he is a 25-year-old adult. Who should and feel obliged to guide and remind the boys of the responsibility before him who want to launch his brawl.
"Sir! Since when do you take lecture courses? You're retired now modiv buckle head gear huh? Cushion stir so justad abal-abal?"
"No, bro! I'm just dizzy with our misbehavior so far. Don't know what our life goals are!"
"meaning?"
"I mean, we're not getting clear! Gini get-togethers are useless. There's no benefit. It even causes trouble and riots. Innocent people are targeted! Skipping school, shaming the good name of the school and also the parents. That's if it's not a gaunt, what's the name?"
"Woooi...anjii*...hahaha...!!! High Level Cakil Advice! Hahaha... Over dosage drink what are you, Cak? Not that you are the one who always ngajak us - we unplug n' n' nyerang SMK Pegasus children who often bully katain our school bird cage. Forgot you the same talk you had last?"
???????
Oh, my God, Gusti!!! Tito's headache suddenly.
The words of one of them made him think more. Trying to calm down in a rather heated situation. Hot because of his advice which might be considered a boon to them.
But for sure, all he had to do was to prevent these boys from carrying out attacks that resulted in brawls.
Hhh... Tito let out a long breath.
"Kemon, man!!! The Pegasus children have been on otewe to the cross path! The execution was at the right time! Kuy, unplug!!!"
Tito was shocked. One by one they took their weapons and exited the building towards their two-wheeled bicycle vehicles.
Even some of them immediately tancap gas running his vehicle passed away.
Maybe they're the head of this genk. Tito was confused and could only yell resentfully venting his emotions.
"Aarrrghhhh...!!!"
"Sir! Kuy!!!"
Ridho pulled the collar of his shirt, making Tito finally unconsciously run after him and turn on his motorbike.
Yes Allaaah... Forgive their sins.
Tito offset the pace of the vehicle Cakil friends in front of him. Sometimes he screams like a madman.
"Woooy, gaeeess!!! Turn around, wooooy setaaaaaaaan!!!!!!! Jan inter-life bred wooooy!!!!!!!!"
Dizziness, I don't know what the language is. Tried to crucify one of his two herd motors to block them from brawling.
"Woooy!!! Behind araaaaaah!!!!!!!"
Free Tito shouted and tried to resuscitate them. Because they are already in the arena of 'clothes' filled with stone mines and children as beautiful as Cakil which turns out there are several tens.
What???... O Allah gustiiiiiiii...
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