The Heart of Motorcycle Gang Leader

Profound Disappointment

This time, Dirga chose not to get drunk and wear unclean items. He only drank cold drinks, he refused to celebrate his victory with the party. In fact, it had been a while that he wanted to leave all that behind. But the circumstances that made him always like that. At the very least, he could dispel for a moment his disappointment with his life.

"Dir, will you?" His friends offered him drinks.

"Sorry, I don't want to! Just you!" Dirga Sahut.

All his friends were engrossed in drinking, while Dirga sat pensively. He seemed to be squeezing the can of drink he was holding at the moment. He remembered what his mother said earlier, asking him to change.

"Mommy think I want to be like this? I don't want to either, Mi! You make me like this, you make me spend my time on the road. My future is ruined because of your selfishness. Why don't you ever understand how I feel?"

Dirga threw the can of drink, made their friends shocked, and looked at him.

"Dir, why are you?" Ask Arman.

"Gue is fine! Sorry if I startled you! I just throw. Yes, go on there! Be complacent! I'm back! Let me tell you to go home quickly" said Dirga. Dirga immediately put on his leather jacket, and put on his helmet.

"Tumben very lo, go home quickly and remember your nyokap message," said Randy. Dirga did not reply, he only replied with a smile.

Dirga immediately rode a motorbike, and drove his motorcycle through the streets of Jakarta which was very slow. He would rather vent like this, than he should set foot into a nightclub or free se*s. He was very far away from women, he always took care of her for his wife later. However, he never knew when he would get married.

As usual, he came to the place. The place he was yesterday was on the street, and Salwa helped him. Dirga has arrived, he immediately parked the bike. Then sit on the sidewalk.

"Sorry bro, you're not my dream! Hence, I'm lazy to go to college at lo!" dirga said, as if he were talking to someone.

His eyes were now staring at the high-rise building, where he was enrolled as a student. He never came to college. If the papa is not strong enough to pay so that his son can still go to college there, maybe he's been in DO long enough from that campus. In fact, this was what he had been waiting for a long time ago. He wants to be free from the place immediately, and hopes that eventually the papi complies with his desire to study at the art campus in Jakarta.

At that time the clock showed at 02:00 a.m. There's still an hour for him to come home. He abstained from going home, before 03:00 in the morning.

"Dir ... Dir! Why is your life so poor?"

"Yes, you changed! My mom has really changed. Want to come whenever you like this! You're getting older, you don't want to get married, and live happily!"

"Yes, I want to see first! Whether mom really changed, or just nonsense like before. Back then, when I was Junior High. Mommy used to talk like that, but finally what? He remains unchanged. I still feel alive myself. I was tired of their promises, which they finally denied. I better find my own happiness. I don't want to believe any more man's promises."

Dirga's stomach sounds. A sign that he is hungry right now. He just remembered that he had not eaten before he left. His diet is also irregular. His life is not because of. It did not occur to him in the slightest, if yesterday he had not collected accounting tasks.

"I went to college. Setor face only. Still considered grateful, it's okay. Precisely better, if in DO," said Dirga in his heart.

Before going home, he decided to eat first at the catfish pecel place at the end of the road. To get home later, he slept well. At this time, it is the month of Ramadan. He did not fast, nor did he ever pray. His parents never taught him this. In the past, he had studied at SDIT and SMPIT. Since the High School. Dirga is starting to change, especially now. He's getting ruined.

Dirga parked his motorbike at the pecel lele stall, after which he immediately ordered the rice sitting in addition to chicken pecel and also ati chicken. For his drink he ordered a sweet iced tea. In terms of money, Dirga is never short of it. However, he never squandered his money. Money from his parents, only he bought occasionally for alcohol, and also illegal goods. But some of them are always he canisters. He currently has enough savings, for the standard of college children who do not have income.

Dirga aspires to create a gallery of paintings, and there will be displayed a variety of paintings of his work. He always used money to buy materials to paint. She has a talent for painting. Since she sat on the SD bench, Dirga has started to look like she has a talent for painting.

The food came, Dirga immediately washed his hands. Then go straight to devouring it. All this time he's never been arrogant, even though he's on a good bike he's not shy about eating on the side of the road.

Indeed, his style is very annoying. People must think they are arrogant. He was always cold with people he didn't know. He dislikes a sycophant the most, and tries to get close to him because he's a rich kid. Especially for a woman. He was so selective in finding women who sincerely loved him. For now, he still had not found the moorings of his heart.

"Bang, stop! So how much is it all?" Ask Dirga. Dirga immediately spent 50 thousand to pay. He also never kept a lot of money in his wallet, only carrying money as necessary.

After paying, Dirga immediately reapplied his motorbike to the house. He wants to go straight home. His eyes were getting sleepy, because his stomach was already full red.

It didn't take long, he got home. Dirga immediately roared his motorbike. Hearing the sound of his master's son's motorbike, the guard rushed to open the gate. Dirga went straight in, and parked the bike. After that, he went inside the house. ART opened the door of the house.

Unexpectedly, the papi came out of his room. He immediately approached Dirga, and slapped Dirga in the face very hard. Her papa looks so angry with Dirga.