The Love Of Racer Badboy

Papa Boy Died

Aral transverse that was never asked, as well as death that could not be avoided.

In the room of the ER, precisely in the hospital that treated Papa Boy. The man who installed a lot of medical devices was not helped anymore, the two hours that awaited it, is not good news, because his heart rate is getting down, fifteen minutes after the doctor came out of his father's room, he said, they immediately re-entered, having received a call from the nun who was standing guard inside there, near Papa Boy.

Doctors were immediately busy in the ER room, pressing a heart device that resembled a cloth iron on Papa Boy's chest, aka a defibrillator.

No movement from Papa Boy, he was declared dead after a straight line patient monitor appeared. Boy cried hysterically after hearing the doctor say the sad news. His body shook, his shoulders trembled violently withstanding the growing cries.

Papa Boy's body was finally brought home. The body was buried in the middle of the house, covered with a long cloth. Many mourners came. Oma Boy cried while hugging Boy, the wrinkled old woman did not expect, if her son first went away than she was facing the Divine.

Boy's friends also came to mourn, ranging from college friends to members of his motorcycle gang. Lopi is with Katia and Icha is with her driver.

Lopi rubbed Boy's back, the others also patted Boy's shoulder to give him strength. Their faces were sad, sad, different from Mama Boy, he looked ordinary, there was no sadness in him.

Neighbors, business associates, and colleagues, all gathered together, they mostly wore black clothes. After everything was gathered and everything was prepared, Papa Boy was ready at the tomb.

Papa Boy is buried.

After being buried, Boy was still grieving and crouched in the tomb, accompanied by Oma and Lopi on Boy's left and right. Katia and Icha stand next to Lopi. While the mother is just silent sculpting alone, without entertaining.

Behind the tree, there appeared a person with an evil smile and laughing in his heart looking at the scene.

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A few days passed...

On campus. The Boy motorcycle gang at the gathering, their condolences to Boy, there were some who were not present at the funeral because it was busy and some out of town. In fact, Icha also approached Boy with Katia to Boy campus, they skipped from campus.

Now, they're all gathering at Kak Delvia's shop. Icha ordered meatballs and Katia ordered soto, others also ordered soto, because Kak Delvia's soto was very good.

Especially for Boy, Icha ordered a very spicy baby meatball.

Boy has improved a bit, even if he is alone, he will be sad, at least if gathered like this, he is not sad anymore.

“Where? It's not good to taste? You like 'em, don't you?” tanya Icha smiled sweetly. Boy nodded as he chewed on the meatballs and one red cayenne seed.

They all ate meatballs and soto together.

After college, Icha invited Boy to take a walk, so that he could immediately escape his sadness, because tomorrow is Sunday weekend.

“Boy, we go yes, week tomorrow?”

“Alright,” replied Boy, agreeing to Icha's invitation.

However, when Icha asked permission to leave that day for her mother, she did not get permission at all. Icha, who had promised and did not want to make Boy sad because he had just lost his father, decided to leave without his mother's permission.

Icha quietly left, exited the descending room with the window curtain, climbed the side fence of the house, so as not to be caught, then sent a message to Boy, if he waits at the minimarket which is quite far from his house.

“Kok wait here? Why not pick up at home?” tanya Boy when he arrived in front of Icha.

“Yes, there just happened to be a need to buy something here, so all at once, rather than going back and forth,” replied Icha giving a reason.

“Oh, in fact, I do not feel bothered, if going back and forth for you!” Boy smiled, making Icha hit him on the shoulder.

“Basic gumbal!” said Icha spoiled.

“Yes, let's go!” take Boy, give me the helmet.

“Yuk!” Icha put on the helmet Boy gave her.

They soon passed from there with a big green motorcycle owned by Boy.

At the house of Icha. “Cha! Open the door, Mama will talk!” mama Icha banged on her daughter's bedroom door.

Since asking permission, Icha locked herself in her room. “If you don't open the door, Mama asks Mr. Umar to break the door! Open Cha!” yell again.

Silence, no answer. Finally, Mama Icha called their house security, and asked the man to break down the door. Mama ica climbed up the apitam, when she saw her daughter's bedroom window open with a curtain cloth tied down.

“Ichaaaaaaa!” yelled Mama Icha angry. She did not expect her daughter to behave like this, since she knew Boy, her daughter had really turned for the worse.