The Possessive Inclined

eps 20's

As we talked about, Via was ready an hour later. Now it's also eleven in the morning, so it's good to go to the mall now. Via's appearance is invisible to his age. Even he was comparable to Darren's age.

*via

A little with a thin make up, Via looks very sweet. While in other places, Darren is choosing the helmet he will use. He also prepared one helmet for Via, but was less sure that Via would wear it, as the helmet here is the average rider's helmet. Understand. This is all Ferdy's collection.

*darren

"Choose this. The cake wasn't too narrow either" Darren said after checking the helmet and making sure Via was comfortable wearing it later.

Via came to Darren who was in the trunk of the motorbike.

"Yuk! Go!" ask her while waiting for Darren's response.

"Here, your helmet!" darren said as he handed the helmet over to Via.

Via looked at it doubtfully while holding the helmet. "Who is nothing else? Don't be too kek gini racer!" his weakness.

"Look at this!" Darren told him to look at some helmets neatly displayed in the trunk.

Most of them are just racer helmets and they are either very small or a little narrower. If Via is still insistent on choosing another helmet, it will definitely damage Via's makeup later. Surely not all girls want if their appearance looks chaotic helmet.

Via has seen all the helmet collections in the trunk. Only Darren's choice in his hands right now was the most appropriate.

"Wear this alone," he said blush and immediately in his hands.

Darren is also ready with one of his chosen helmets. He was wearing his black hoodie and carrying a backpack in front of his chest because it was the only bag he carried when he visited Via's apartment. After he wears his helmet, he does not forget to make sure that the helmet worn by Via is installed correctly or not. Turns out Via forgot to lock his helmet strap. Carefully, Darren helped him lock the safety straps of Via's helmet and made sure Via was comfortable as well and safe.

"Sama-sama," Darren replied as he prepared with the motor he would carry.

Then Darren rode Ferdy's motorcycle and was ready to take Via for a walk to the mall. With the distance they both sit so intimate that the narrow motorcycle seat and a little twitching at the back, Via did not dare to hug Darren even though he was actually a little afraid of falling. But Darren's not his name if you can't get a little hunch so Via can hug him. Darren deliberately drove at a speed of 60-80km/h, which then suddenly stopped suddenly when there was a red light burning. You guys know a sight like that.

🌺Via Pov🌺

"Slow down dong, Der!"

Darren didn't even take my message for granted. He didn't hear or intentionally? This is a boy! Why try to ride the bike like you want to race?

From the beginning of leaving, my gut feeling was a bit worried, because it had not been driving on a motorcycle for a long time. I remember with sweet memories with my ex-boyfriend who also likes to ride me with his motorcycle anywhere. At that time, our story was very romantic like a couple of young people who were drunk with kasmaran.

His name is Victor Joe. A first man who made me crazy, perfect, and until now no one has been able to replace his position in my heart. The son of a businessman from my papi friend. Long story short, we dated when we were in high school in the same school and the same class as well. He was also the idol of the school girls of that time. Male hobbies in general such as basketball, swimming, baseball, golf, and small wild races are very popular. That also makes it difficult for me to move on from him. In addition, she made me always like a queen in her heart. Even he didn't dare to turn around with other girls to keep my feelings as his girlfriend.

*Victor Joe and Via

I like to play baseball with him. Sometimes he also attended baseball games between schools and with him on the team from school we were always the first champion. Some trophies and charters are neatly displayed in his house. Understand he's a child of mere puppets. So all things related to his hobby are always made a beautiful moment in his house as a memento.

The memories that impressed me were when we were in college together but with different majors. He majored in mechanical engineering, while I majored in design. We always go and go home with his favorite motorcycle. He doesn't have a car, it's just that he and I like to ride motorcycles together and as I told you earlier that he's a motorcycle boy. He likes wild races with his friends and I always accompany him to see his crazy stunts. Although I like to forbid him not to race wild again, he can still convince me that he can pass it well with the sharpness of his instinct in carrying the bike. He always wins in the top three, but one day bad luck hit him. That day, I was there too.

"Dear, trust me. I'll be fine. You wait for me here, pray for me. If I win, we'll celebrate at our favorite restaurant. We will celebrate our anniversary there" his last words that ring in my ear to this day.

Somehow my heart fretted after hearing the words it had just uttered. I prayed for his safety and waited for him to come to me safe. But.... I saw him fall off his favorite bike in front of my eyes. At that moment, my heart was broken instantly. He was rolling on the asphalt and his motor was shapelessly crushed. Me and the others approached him. I hugged him while taking off his helmet slowly. At that moment, I couldn't hold back my tears. He looked chaotic, his face was filled with fresh blood, and he was unconscious. I was crying so much. Without realizing it, an ambulance came to take him to a nearby hospital.

Arriving at the hospital, all kinds of safety support devices are glued throughout his body. I couldn't see this mess, just sat crying over my regret that couldn't stop him from stopping the race. It also appears the presence of both parents who strengthen each other, waiting for good news from the doctor who was operating on Victor from bleeding in his brain. Both my parents also came to give me peace of mind from my shock. My high worry made me cry incessantly until Victor's mother hugged me to calm me down and convinced me that her son would be fine after the surgery.