The Heart of Motorcycle Gang Leader

The proximity of Dirga to Salwa

"I'm sure you won't! Anyway, I don't want to have your model husband. I am lazy to argue with you! Don't bother me! I also don't like guys who don't fast. God has dared to break, let alone me. Starting tomorrow morning, I will not wake you up sahur," said Salwa ketus. The more Salwa rejected him, the more Dirga became excited at him. He will show Salwa that he is able to comply with Salwa's request.

The second hour of classes is over. It's time they went home. Salwa is still fasting, she only accompanies her friend who is not fasting. Dirga immediately tidied up his stationery, and carried his bag. He was afraid that Salwa would leave him home.

Sure enough, Salwa had already walked outwards. He wanted to go home, his heart was upset. Dirga ran after him, he also shouted for Salwa. But Salwa kept her feet up. Don't care about Dirga. Until finally, Dirga ran ahead of Salwa. He stood before Salwa.

"We'll be taking private lessons from tomorrow! I'm not in the mood anymore" Salwa said firmly.

"Oh, you're Dirga's private tutor, Wa? Since when, Wa?" Ask Kanaya.

"Will be her private teacher. But, don't know either. Not yet started, I was dizzy in the first business with him," explained Salwa.

Apparently, Dirga was not discouraged. He kept asking Salwa to be able to teach him today. He wanted Salwa to teach him how to complete the tasks that Mr. Susilo gave him. Dirga pleaded with Salwa. He also revealed to Salwa that he was threatened in the DO.

"I beg you, Wa! Mr. Ali gave me time to change. I really want to change. I beg your support! Only you can save me" Dirga said. Making Salwa unbearable. Finally, he wanted to take Dirga to his house. To teach Dirga.

"Yes! Dirga is that!" dirga said in his heart. Fortunately he laughed happily in his heart, if Salwa knew. Salwa must have canceled it.

Both are now on their way home to Dirga. The trip to the Dirga house takes about 1 hour. During the journey, not a word came out of his lips. Dirga focused on riding his sport bike, while Salwa chose to look towards the streets during the trip.

They have arrived at Dirga's house. Dirga immediately parked his motorbike in the parking lot of his house. Then Salwa entered the house. At first, Dirga wanted to drink in the cafeteria. He forgot that again. Since Salwa was talking like that, Dirga decided to hold back her thirst, and continued her fast.

"Wait a minute! I'll go to the room first, change my clothes. If you want to pray, pray first! Bring the face, right?" Dirga and Salwa said. Dirga house is very luxurious, inversely proportional to his home in the village.

Dirga went straight to his room. He instantly changed into a casual outfit, wearing only home-made shorts, and also a collarless t-shirt. After that, he immediately went down the stairs. Down again. He planned to pray downstairs. Salwa looked at the face of Dirga who was involved handsome.

"Beautiful is really you. But, your style is very blasphemous Dir. Hopefully you can change, get better," said Dirga.

"Why look at me? A handsome one me?" seductive Dirga while playing her eyebrows.

"Geeer!" sahut Salwa ketus. Cover up his shame. His face turned red.

"If you want to pray, wudhu here! I also want to pray. But, we pray each first! You are not my wife yet. After all, I haven't prayed in a long time. Still have a lot to learn," said Dirga honestly. Between the shock and salute that Salwa felt at that time, because Dirga dared to tell the truth.

"I was, very minimal religion. I used to go to an Islamic school. But, you calm down! For your sake, I will learn again. I want to be the priest you dream of. Hopefully we are patient through all the processes," said Dirga.

"You are so confident, right? Who wants to marry you. I don't want to marry young, there's still a lot to do. I want to make my mother and sister happy before I get married" Salwa said.

"Married, will not hinder to do that. I will not forbid you, to realize your wishes. I will support you. You support me too! Help me market my paintings! Mami said that I could graduate with good grades. Papi's gonna make me a gallery of paintings. Mami also planned to make a place for me to paint, in the rooftop. He'll also buy me equipment to paint even better. Please help me make it happen!" said Dirga.

"Are you able to paint? I saw dong! Here's the evidence. I can't believe you can paint" Salwa said to Dirga.

After the prayer, Dirga will show the paintings of his work. He also intended to paint Salwa, the woman of his heart. Now they are praying for each. As promised, Dirga. After finishing the prayer, Dirga immediately went up to his room again. To get the paintings he's done.

Salwa is made in the dirt, see the paintings made by Dirga. Behind his contemptuous attitude, stored the soul of art in his blood. The painting that Dirga made was very good. Salwa was completely unexpected. Apparently, Dirga has advantages that Salwa does not have.

"Where do you think? Less what are my paintings? Honestly, it's okay. I need input from you" asked Dirga.

"It's perfect, Dir! You are talented. I salute you. In fact, your appearance is blurred. You are also impressed by the same people who are not known. But, it turns out that you have an advantage that I do not have. Although, I'm a woman. I can't make a painting. Continue Dir! I'm sure you can be a good painter, if you're engaged!" puji Salwa's.

"Thank you, yeah! I'm happy, because you like the paintings I make. As a gift, I want to paint you now. You want to be my model" said Dirga while chuckling. Dirga looked scratched his nape that did not itch.

Salwa finally wants to be a model for Dirga. Dirga was so excited, to make it as good as possible. Dirga's hands are so shrewd, painting the woman of his heart.

"Udah yet? Pegel I'm Dir" said Salwa.

"Yes, already. It's the sketch. I just love the color" said Dirga. Salwa was curious. He walked closer to Dirga. He praised the work Dirga did. He was like an experienced painter. The sketches that Dirga made, were very similar to the original.

"O Allah Dir, I salute you. That's great, Dir. You are talented. I'll support you, I'm sure that you can be a great painter" Salwa said.

Dirga ventured to hold Salwa's hand. But this time, Salwa wasn't mad at him. It was as if he was hypnotized, with Dirga's charm. They were very close, they met each other.

"Please, don't leave me! I'm sure you're the right woman for me. I don't know why, when I met you. I feel different, being around you. If you are beside me, support me at my every step. I'm sure I can succeed. I want to change, Wa! I think I've been playing around enough. It's time to get back on the straight path. I don't want to waste a second chance on me. I want to be a useful child, and also a useful man for my wife and my children later. You want to give me a chance to prove it? My life is on the edge of the horn. I'm already threatened to be in DO. If I don't change. My future will be ruined. In the past, I didn't care about any of this. That's exactly what I wanted, as a form of protesting me to my parents. But now, everything's changed. Ever since you came into my life, I have had a new spirit. Proving, if I can," said Dirga. Makes Salwa speechless. He was confused as to what it should be like.

"I want to see your change! Your job is to convince me! I don't like you wearing ripped pants, I want you to quit your biker gang, I want you to study hard. Pray and fast also do not stay! Pray tarawih in the mosque. In essence, turn into a useful person, and better yet. Don't feel like the luckiest person in the world, because there are still people out there who are more unlucky than you. But back again, it all depends on how we react to it! If you feel, your parents are always busy. Leave it! Take care of your own life, find your own happiness with positive things! You should be lucky, you can have everything. You just need to think, what positive things you want to do to take advantage of everything. Don't waste it!"

Dirga seemed to listen to everything Salwa said. He will try to realize Salwa's request. What Salwa said is true. Never feel that his life is the most miserable or unfortunate. There is so much more out there than him. He will seek his own happiness, especially now that there is Salwa.

After finishing his painting, Dirga began to study with Salwa. Start discussing the matter from Mr. Susilo one by one. Salwa deliberately did not immediately answer all the questions themselves. He prefers to teach Dirga, so that one day Dirga can answer questions without his help again.

Salwa was happy, because Dirga was so excited to be able to quickly. It did not take long, Dirga began to understand, and could do it himself. Dirga is a smart kid. Unfortunately, he's a slacker. Plus, he didn't like the lesson. Making himself into a bodo time.

"No, you can! You're really smart, I explain it like that. Can understand right away. It's just that you're lazy, bodo time. Now that means, there will be no drama of not collecting assignments and not taking exams again huh! Don't be shy about me! You're tutoring let there be a change. If anyone doesn't understand, you better ask me! Do not even not do it," said Salwa.

"Yes, dong! Now there is you. If I can't, I'll just ask you. That's why I'm so sure about you. You are a good mother candidate, for our children later," said Dirga with confidence.

"So, ah! You should be able to do it yourself later. Don't think too far! I also did not want to marry young. Go live first! I want to graduate from college first" Salwa said.

"I was just, so get married quickly. It's exciting to have a wife, not to feel lonely anymore. Some sleep, some masakin, some can be chatted with. You want it, Wa? I want to talk to Mami and Papi Ah. Let them camouflage me to your mother. Remember, if you apply, you can't refuse! Later you mate so far away," said Dirga.

"Don't macem! I'm not getting married yet, don't force me! We just knew Dir, I was the guy judes, nyebelin, and stubborn. You will have a heart attack, marry me" Salwa said.

"Let's not be afraid! I'm a tough fighter. It's okay to have a heart attack, which is important you are already mine," said Dirga

Salwa looked upset. Before I knew Salwa. It never occurred to him, to establish a relationship with the women. Although, many women were chasing him.

Not felt, at that time the clock showed at 16:00. Salwa looks tired. He has been busy teaching Dirga. Salwa wants to go home.

"Home, finish praying magrib! Please accompany me to break my fast. We break the fast together. Go home later!" Dirga looks seduce Salwa.

"Yes, yes. Learn it first! I'm tired. I prayed ashar first, I sleepy because of it," said Salwa.

"Oh yeah, sleep on the couch! Later, if it is time to break the fast. I'll wake you up! Do you want to sleep in my room? The hijab is open to Wa, afraid you are overheated," said Dirga.

"Ngaco you! I'm not your wife, it's not good to sleep in a guy's room. I prefer to endure my drowsiness. Yes, I want to pray first" explained Salwa. Salwa did not want to open her headscarf. He simply laid his body on the sofa, after which he prayed ashar.

Slowly, he fell asleep. When Dirga went to his room. As she descends, Dirga sees Salwa sleeping. He chose to silence her, giving Salwa a chance to sleep.

Dirga had told the ART, to prepare food for them to break their fast later. He also asked to buy two servings of mixed ice for himself and also Salwa.