The Secret With Bad Boy

The changes that change everything

A helping hand was given Kala to Kinanti. The handsome teenager was helping Kinanti who was going to ride on her big motorbike.

In one hand pull, Kinanti managed to sit comfortably on the Kala motorbike. If you look down, this motorbike is very high, the legs of the Kinanti are far above ground level.

“Handle.” Kala gave a cue before racing his iron horse at high speed.

Kinanti immediately held on to the fringe of Kala's jacket which was quite slippery. Holding it tight for fear of falling. Despite this, he kept his body at a distance with Kala's back.

A single hand gas blow forced Kinanti to approach and docked at Kala. Kala drove his vehicle at high speed. Like a circut, Kala controls the motor in prime, winding when turning and perpendicular when on a straight and flat paved road.

“Kal, it's a tadpole. I'm scared.” Shouted Kinanti who was troubled with her long hair flying even though she was wearing a helmet.

“If you are afraid, just hold. Close your eyes.” Kala yelled back. From his rearview he saw Kinanti's tense face. Of course, Kinanti used to be in her father's bonceng at the fastest speed of 40 KM/H and now Kala's speedometer points at a ninety-degree perpendicular figure with a high rpm.

There is nothing Kinanti does but obey. He leaned his body on Kala, held on tightly and closed his eyes tightly. The motor is like a bullet that shoots fast. He was afraid of being late somewhere. Where they will learn later.

Slowly Kinanti felt the speed of the Kala motor slowing down. The wind blowing was pretty slow. He dared to open his eyes.

It turned out that they had arrived at a place quite foreign to Kinanti. Like the elite area he usually sees in metropolitan magazines.

“Wah, the place is really pretty, Kal.” Kinanti muttered softly. He straightened his body and looked around the place where they had come.

The rows of shops lined up with luxurious apartments surrounded them. In front of a cafe Kala stopped the speed of his motorbike.

“Down.” Kala.

Kinanti according to descending, with a still confused face she looked around him.

“This is the reclaimed island right, Kal?” Kinanti with her high curiosity.

“Iya.” Kala Sahut. He helped Kinanti take off her helmet which was difficult for the girl to wear.

For a moment Kala looked at Kinanti's round eyes looking at the surroundings. It seems like what he saw, he thought was very unique.

“I don't think I'd be so lucky to come to places that are in business magazines. Turns out I can step on this place too.” Kinanti's comment with a bright face.

Not in vain he accompanied Kala scrambling the streets with large container trucks that were overtaken one by one by Kala. Because the place they went to was very beautiful.

“Come.”

Kala invites Kinanti into a cafe. Carrying Kinanti sat in one corner of the cafe which was on the side of a large window with neatly arranged grass plants and beautiful hanging lights. This place will be beautiful even on the day.

“What do you want to drink?” tawar Kala's.

“Hah, we want to learn here?” Kinanti settled Kala in confusion.

“Iya. We'll study here. I don't like studying in class because I think it's boring."

"Effectively, we study only until four in the afternoon because after that I have to work. We can learn while waiting for the cafe visitors. I hope you don't mind.” Light Kala with what it is.

Kinanti looked at Kala not thinking. He still did not expect that this teenager worked in a cafe. Wh-wh-what for? Certainly not because he joined, right?

“Sure, we will effective our study time.” Follow the Kinanti with full support.

The handsome teenager before him was really working hard. Whatever the reason, let it be the motivation. Kinanti only wanted to be able to give a little help to a Kala who was working hard.

“Okey, if so, what do you want to drink?” again Kala asked.

“Em, what yes?” Kinanti stared at the proffered menu book. The prices listed are too expensive for a student like Kinanti.

“Quiet, the drinks you get are free because every worker here gets food and drink rations. So you don't have to worry.” Kala whispered a little as if knowing the meaning of Kinanti's anxiety.

“Mineral water, I prefer cold mineral water to accompany me to study.” Choose Kinanti.

“You're serious?”

“Yes. If the sweet drink is drowsy. So mending drinking mineral water let alone cold.” Kinanti reasoned with truth.

“Okey, wait a minute.” Sahut Kala sprightly. He took his leather jacket back and I don't know what he did with it.

After Kala, Kinanti thought a lot. It seems that the reason for meeting he and Kala in the mini market some time ago is not without reason. But there is something else that makes Kala have to work hard like this. Again, Kinanti felt amazed at the figure of a young man who did not immediately give up this.

Maybe at that time Kala felt offended because Kinanti paid for his food and drinks. But it seems that it is also what motivates Kala not to give up.

“How many more things do I not know about you?” batin Kinanti who looked at the arrival of a teenage figure who had changed clothes with a cafe employee uniform and aprons that were coiled around his waist.

He meant what he said.

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