The Sons of Sultan

Forms of Friends Part 2

"ONE,,, TWOAA TTIGGAA!!"

The sound of motor sport is mutually unpretentious enliven the highway, chasing each other racing tucking other riders without caring the sound of horns and swearing others.

The hand did not vibrate pressing the handlebars of the motor drove around the asphalt to get to the intended place.

"YYEY!! SINGING LAGGII, HUHUHUUUU!!" yelled the guy named Garrick hasn't opened his helmet yet.

"Hah, you never want to give up," complained one of his friends came to park his bike next to Garrick's motorbike.

"Eh, Radiv. Indeed, it's my destiny to win continuously against lo on," continued Garrick grinning while tidying his hair style glazed in the rearview of his motorcycle.

"Eh, Rick! I salute you always win from us, but I'm disgusted to see the attractiveness of you use all the glass," said Jaya a friend who had come down from his motorcycle.

"I'm great, already a handsome motorcycle racer anyway," replied Garrick laughing proudly.

"After lo. Come on in" said Skyler, who had walked first.

The school lobby was boisterous again when Garrick, Radiv, Skyler, and Jaya walked in with their flagship motorcycle jackets.

"BBSTOP!"

Waduhh, there was Mr. Erlan coming so a red light suddenly right in front of them.

"For Mr. Erlan!" greet them four respectfully.

Mr. Erlan snorted with eyes crossed behind his glasses, preparing with a ruler rattan his flagship weapon that hit him in the palm of his hand as if giving an omen.

"The rattan ruler, we can't," Jaya whispered to Radiv.

"You're racing again on your way to school?" ask Mr. Erlan firmly.

"JJAWWABB!"

"Engh- eh-iy-iya, sir," Skyler replied stuttering.

"Shahar! You know what to do?" asked Mr. Erlan looking at Eshar who was still loyal to follow him from earlier.

"Sadly," Garrick screeched at the man called Eshar, their eyes met a look of hostility.

"Know, Sir. I have to report to their parents" replied Eshar flatly.

Mr. Erlan nodded.

"Do you know why the school banned you like this? Do not be careless to act while still using the BINA INSANI High School uniform, what else is a wild race like that. If you want a shipment on the circuit dong, not on the highway that can endanger others, especially your own lives."

After hearing Mr. Erlan's talk they climbed up the stairs to their class, their mouths still cursing at him.

"If until Eshar told us the same old man, I could. Ahkk!" restless Garrick was sitting rough in his chair.

Skyler was already sitting quietly beside him, staring pityfully at Garrick.

"Om Robert still forbid you use a motorbike or something?" his question alluded to Garrick's omnya.

Garrick turned his head for a while and then sighed harshly. "From the first I can not do anything I like my family om, biker gang, sport, play. From dullu! I have to follow what I told you to me, where can my brain make me a doctor. Aiss!" confided.

"Think about it" Radiv turned his back to Garrick Skyler's desk. "Kan lo know for yourself the fact that lo it does come from the family of doctors, the late papah lo doctor and the late mamah lo also doctor, so it can still be said that it is natural for om lo nudut lo to continue the ideals of your parents. If you are not interested in becoming a doctor, at least learn to be a hospital boss with your parents. Rather than his property falling into someone else's hands, right?!"

"God! Lo sok nasehatin Garrick everything, Radiv Radiv! You will also have to study hard to continue your papah post," Skyler chimed in.

"Gue has resigned ajalah, anyway I want not to have to take it. I'm a boy who deserves my father's word but yes, if not yes I also do not know," replied Radiv chuckled out his heart.

"We both have demands that we don't like, hungg." Garrick was already leaning on the back of his chair.

"Gue doesn't have any particular demands on my parents. But I promise in front of them, if I want to realize my ideals to be an architect. Though you know for yourself there are no descendants of architects from my family, if I fail later, yes I am ashamed. That was also my motivation for learning." That's Skyler's story.

"GWS, broo! May your brain be healed tomorrow from low self-esteem that has been embedded in your mind, Ok!" skyler told Jaya.

That is Garrick who does not like the life of his foster family, since his parents died and left assets to their son who is none other than Garrick. General is not enough to take over the legacy, he must learn to be guided by his own accompanying until really ready later. The IPA major was not her choice, but becoming a doctor was her demand to step down and replace her late father as director of her family's hospital.

Not much different from Garrick, Radiv fared almost similar. Actually Ashira is smarter than him, but because he is a man be like now. Mandatory to continue his papal business, while Ashira was always pressured to be like most women. If only Ashira's intelligence could be exchanged for him, if necessary Ashira who is trained to be like him now. Surely he can be as free as Ashira, not restrained by rules that he thinks are strange.

Radiv envies Ashira's life.

Skyler's lucky to have his own motivation, it's not hard to teach the boy. Hope the goal works.

Jay less grateful or what? Born to a wealthy family, her parents never forced her, as long as Jaya did not act out of bounds. He should enjoy life more, right? Who knows, Jaya feels inferior to her friends who have positions in their respective clubs.

Ting!

"I sound, '" said Radiv as he opened his phone. "There is wa nasuk from my adek, we listen to the contents of the message."

"My curiosity, nyolot what is he now?!" skyler smiled.

"You may like girls like Ashira" he snorted at his own sister.

"Div, you don't want to die young motorcycle racing so, papah's heirs are no more. Always remember life!"

Laughing loudly at Radiv reading out the contents of Ashira's message, while Radiv only clucked in annoyance.

"Ehhem!"

Deheman Eshar's voice made their laughter disappear, changing their faces of dislike.

"Hi school slave aka the head of the osis?" hello Garrick mocked Eshar.

Eshar gave a small smile in response to the teasing of her classmate once pussy over her cousin, stepping up to sit in her chair quietly.

"Gue's not going to report to you, just calm down."

"Why?" Radiv asked, Tumben did not carry out the orders of Mr. Erlan.

"There will soon be a basketball friendly match against Dharma Bakti school at this school, yes in the organization of the sports youth service later. Garrick came as the core of our school team to come along" replied Eshar.

"Sad. There's a want, too" Garrick said.

"Look easy time. This is also your favorite, you can do your hobby with protected school names. Aye right?!"

Eshar's words made Garrick growl, thankfully Skyler was holding him back.

"Garrick, mendingan lo ready yourself for training later, this time the opponent Willangga team. You should know that school team is also very strong basketball."

"You know what else, it's already registered. But you guys should talk to me about this later." Garrick was actually very careless to argue with his omnya, he was actually banned from attending school sports clubs that would certainly interfere with his learning concentration.

"Sir Erlan has already contacted, and you are allowed on record only for friendly matches not other matches."

Garrick sighed disappointed, when can he play as much as possible?

This is Eshar, the head of the osis, the most exemplary student, the smartest in his major, the ambitious man studying. Handsome is handsome, but the person is very boring because in his brain just learning continues. What's more, the head of the sausage, the student enemy who likes acquaintances like Garrick is one of them

Not because of the head of the sausage as well, Garrick and Eshar are cousins who are always competed in the big family. Already in their teens, they were treated juxtaposed so as to cause hatred between the two of them.

The sound of bells ringing, all out lined up neatly in front of the classroom each was about to check its completeness. Starting from clothes, ties, attributes, to the tip of the foot.

Although this is a school of the rich, but here we are educated strict discipline to go to school. Doesn't this correspond to expensive school fees, of course the treatment and level of education must also be worth the cost.

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