The Romantic Story of a Loner High School Boy

Chapter 98: There Are No Limitations

In front of the convenience store, near another road bridge.

Adi's father and Ayu's mother get off the motorcycle. The key on his motorcycle was taken. "They!"

Then they walked together into the convenience store.

"Then you want to buy something else? Don't buy anything superfluous, otherwise we'll actually become one of the consumerism that exists in this world."

"Huh? Consumerism? Don't think too much, I'm just buying something that's necessary." Ayu's mother replied with a small laughing mouth.

"Hufft ... Good then." Adi's father took off his worries.

Right in front of the door, Ayu's mother seemed to have remembered something. "Oh yes, we will also buy milk for the growth of Daffa."

"Eh? Eehhc ... "

Adi's father and Ayu's mother also entered the supermarket, and if they choose some items needed.

But when Ayu's mother was having fun choosing various brands of powdered milk while bending over, her eyes suddenly widened and her eyebrows also lifted.

From the glass of the convenience store, Ayu's mother accidentally saw something shocking outside. He immediately called Adi's father. "Dad, dad! Ranch here ... "

Hearing Ayu's mother's hasty voice, in an instant Adi's father immediately approached her. "What's wrong?"

Ayu's mother raised her hand and pointed in a direction.

"View ... Who's across the river."

*****

"I'm sorry, my whole body has been filled with sweat."

"I'm overreacting. With the current basket bike gear, it turned out to be heavy enough to withstand the weight of two human bodies.

"This bike is too old! That's why it's got less function." Daffa muttered while adjusting his already messy breathing.

Daffa looked ahead, though his mind was empty, breath was breathless, and his feet were tired.

Syifa, who had been sitting in the back, looked grim as she turned towards Daffa. "Hey ... Didn't you reach the limit?"

"Reaching limits? I ... No ... I've said that word before." Daffa said it with disarray, because of his irregular breathing.

"Who really sets boundaries? If there really is, a man will always cross his boundaries, rather than having to give up his limits."

Syifa nodded her head at times. "Oh ... Men, huh? Uh, not-not! I mean ... Look at your face, your hands, your feet, even your whole body is covered in sweat."

"Hmphs. From seeing your foot swing begin to slow down, I already knew that you were already exhausted. Rather than being passed on constantly, it is better for us to rest here while gathering energy. Isn't that more logical?"

"Hm, I thought so too, but is that okay?"

"Yes, it's okay. I also didn't say I shouldn't."

Syifa pointed across. "Look, there is also a supermarket that is still open. I'll buy you a drink there, you just wait here, can you?"

"Yes, I leave it to you."

Daffa stopped the speed of his bike, they stopped right on a small paved road beside the river.

After parking the bike, Daffa immediately sat on the green grass. So quickly he took his breath out many times there.

Syifa ran towards the bridge with the intention of heading to the convenience store to buy something.

"My head ... Terrace ... Blank. Shit, why am I even pedaling it so fast. Oh yeah, I just remembered, it's because ... Old man!"

***

*flashback

Daffa so remembered the incident earlier, it began when the old man who had suddenly relented.

The old man looked a little smile. "All right, I gave up. I also don't want to make Miss angry any more than this."

"I'm sorry for stopping you, young man."

At first it was mediocre near Syifa.

However, when the old man walked backwards towards Daffa. That hard hand held Daffa's hand so firmly.

His face was smiling cynically, and the old man said something near Daffa's ear that gave him a slight creep.

"Hey, young man, you've created multiple problems. Anyway don't die! that's all."

"Heh? ... "

At that time, Daffa was silent in confusion.

***

Daffa opened his eyes slowly towards the sky. "I don't know anymore what's going to happen to me."

Daffa raised his long right hand towards the sky, forming a circle, between his fingers. "Date twenty-five, month seven ... "

His left eye was closed, while the right one was wide open. Small white in color, the stars are connected and united with each other, because of a line.

"Leo, huh? ... Even the name is almost the same. But for sure, this scene looks pretty amazing."

Five minutes passed, but there seemed to be no sign of Syifa returning.

"For a long time, what was he there? Most think? Forgot to bring money? Or, go pooping? Well, if the latter ... That's not possible either." Daffa rambled while holding his stomach.

"Perhaps, I should wait for him a while longer."

About ten minutes had passed since Syifa's departure to the convenience store, but he had not yet returned.

It made Daffa's heart very hot while waiting for his arrival. "It's been ten minutes, and he hasn't come yet? Is that true!?"

After nagging a moment ago, suddenly Syifa was seen who had walked on the edge of the connecting bridge. Daffa's attitude, which was initially hot, has now decreased slightly.

"Slow as hell." Daffa.

Syifa finally arrived in front of Daffa. In addition to carrying two drinks bottles, he also brought a bag of plastic.

"Oh, sorry. I've all bought some snacks."

"some, huh? But the bag looks so full." Daffa said, standing up and rubbing his pants in the dust.

Hearing his words, Syifa immediately hid the plastic bag behind her.

His eyes suddenly looked the other way, seemingly unwilling to see Daffa's face. "E–eh, the ... Ye know? I mean, that's for all the friends at Vira's house." He said very nervous.

Daffa took his breath. He then took a bottle of water from Syifa's hand, at the same time he also spoke.

"Don't dodge it as much as possible, nor will I blame you for your own actions."

"Well, that's you know."

"But, if my father saw you at this time, he would have said ... "

"Eh, a–yahmu? Oh, your father well," She nervously replied, remembering something. "Very coincidentally, I met his father there." His inner.

"He would say, basic consumerism!" Daffa imitated his father's movements and voice.

"Well?! ... I could spend it all!" Syifa snapped quite loudly.

"God, you're finally being honest with yourself."

"" Uh, ah ... "

Seeing the situation not wearing to him, Syifa then gave Daffa a bottle of water to try to be as normal as possible. "Now, take. Quickly drink, then we'll continue to Vira's house."

Connect ....