The Huckold Married??

Victory celebration

Raffan calculated the money bet that had just been given by Gerry, smiling with satisfaction because the amount was in accordance with the set.

"Common celebration?" tanya Gumay who always tailed after helping Rio check the big motorbike that was used by Raffan.

"As usual" said Raffan raising both eyebrows.

Of course after the victory he will again give pleasure to his friends just treat them, a habit that he routinely does if he wins the race.

"Wu huuuu, our party," exclaimed Gumay gleefully as he widened his laughter.

Of course the tract that will be the highlight of their event tonight at the cafe where they usually gather for the next they will return to their respective homes or maybe some will sleep in the basecamp always faithful to face their noise when they have gathered, there are playing guitar singing also chatting uncertain direction.

The motors had started to light up indicating that they were going to leave the place, but Raffan instead felt a vibration from inside his pants pocket that forced him to hold his hand so as not to pull the motor gas.

"Sir is on the phone" he told his friends who turned to him.

Raffan turned off his motorbike and in unison his friend also turned off the motorbike so as not to sound boisterous, they were quite aware that Raffan's father was an ustad who would not be happy with his son's association, he said, even they often get sprayed when coming to Raffan's house.

"Assalamualaikum Mr. Ustad," Raffan's voice answered the phone from the man he called Father.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Ustad Imran replied in an annoyed tone, he knew what his son was doing at the moment.

"Raffan's coming home soon" Raffan said he knew his father's intention to call.

This is not the first time and he became very familiar if he had gotten a call from his Father and Mother, surely they would ask him to go home soon.

"It's late at night through Raffan!" the father's snaps at his famous son often create trouble, his only son who tests him and his wife.

"Oh come on, Dad, in an hour.okay?" began to issue his persuasion to the father who, although notoriously loud but in fact still unable to face the stubbornness of this child alone puppet.

"Raf."

It seems that Rio was getting impatient to immediately celebrate their victory moreover his stomach had already started to protest asking to be filled.

"Okay Mr. Ustad, Raffan left first, Assalamualaikum," he said quickly and then disconnected the phone.

"Raffen! Raff!" Imran called out to his son who brazenly turned off the phone from him.

"Look, there are only two options for you Raffan!" threatening Imran held back furious.

Ustad Imran nodded, "therefore we must immediately give him a choice, we must not relent directly with the boy, the only child does not mean we will spoil him," the suffocating voice of the Ustad who was no longer young had often been sickly.

A few days ago he had just recovered from a cough that felt very disturbing the throat and his voice in addition to headaches that sometimes come without knowing the time.

"Currently," Gumay's voice hardened when Raffan had restarted his motor.

The motorbike troupe walked hand in hand on the night streets illuminated by moonlight and the help of some dim street lights.

Their motorbike stopped at the cafe where they used to gather, the, the cafe which had to close since 30 minutes ago was forced to remain open because Rio had previously contacted the cafe owner who was none other than his own brother.

Of course the money that comes should not be rejected, right? until the cafe was willing to wait for a group of young people who will fill their place.

Leave two employees who are promised extra wages despite being very tired and want to sleep but in fact the lure of more pay makes them forget for a moment tired and sleepy attack.

The two men's employees rose up from the beat when they heard the sounds of motorcycles outside the cafe, indicating that they were waiting for had arrived, and that means they just need a little more time to get home and rest.

And in an instant the once peaceful cafe became so crowded and rowdy with the cheers of Raffan's friends, Raffan, two officers shook their heads and massaged their eyebrows together starting to wink that blink of an eye attacked repeatedly.

"Kayak does not know them alone," taunted Raffan to employees he already knew very well.

They have often come to this cafe of course this chaotic scene is no longer a strange thing and the employee also knows them all.

"Tonight we'll order everything we want, for all the times Raffan will pay!" gerry was greeted with happy cheers from his friends.

Raffan smiled while confirming the location of the rope bracelet he was wearing, the decoration on his body not only on the hands but there is one piercing in his right ear, in fact, the son of a Ustad does not necessarily obey the nature of his father.

Look at the appearance of Raffan, compared to the father who often wears Koko and sarong cloth not left with black peci.

This kid never seems to expect what he will face when he comes home.

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