The Story of Azellea

Chapter 1: Night

The roar of the motorbike in the forced brake is heard roaring adding to the festive atmosphere of the night on the road which is now crowded in the middle of a number of teenagers who are watching motorcycle racing that is held illegally by themselves.

One person who had made it through the finish line ahead of the others now seemed to raise one hand up showing off a black slayer inscribed with Dark Night as a sign of victory.

Before long, there was the roar of several other motorcycles that came and stopped right next to the winner of the wild race just now. Each of them opened their helmets and looked disappointed in their faces because they had lost the bet.

While the figure of the champion had chosen to give the code to his troops to immediately return to the headquarters because their business was finished.

According to the rules of their game, then those who lose will become official members under the leadership of every motorcycle gang that wins. So that's how they expanded their power as street lords.

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"The Dark Night Area"

Such is the writing attached to a signboard in front of the gate in black paint with the height of the gate almost five meters.

The gate opens automatically when one of them presses a remote control in his hand.

"They" are meant by members of Dark Night who are none other than motorcycle gang members and the owner and ruler of the place.

As a form of honor, all motorcycles appear to be lined up neatly waiting for their turn to enter the gate.

Starting with the leader and the accomplices of Dark Night of course after that then the other members followed and parked the bike neatly where it should be.

The first figure opened the helmet that had earlier covered his face. There was a stern but charismatic look and certainly attractive to women in handsome men who at that time were nicknamed King Of Dark Night.

Kaivano Anggara, that's the name.

Handsome, smart, rich and charismatic. At least that was a picture that suited him well.

Then behind him, the figure who had become a champion in the wild racing event that just a few minutes ago ended up also opening the full face helmet that had closed his face.

As soon as the helmet was opened his long hair immediately decomposed which would make the person who first met him shocked when he knew if he was a woman.

But not only that, aura leadership and beauty of course will be an attraction for the adam.

Azellea Michelle's. That's how people know him. His hair is a deep brown, ideal shape and height, Indo-European facial blend and both blue eyeballs are his trademark.

Getting the nickname Queen Of Dark Night makes it a figure that is no less respected after their first leader, Kaivano Anggara.

In addition, Azellea Michelle or Zee is the only woman in the motorcycle gang because she is treated like a queen among her friends.

You might think she's the luckiest girl you've ever seen. If you think so then you are wrong, she is just a poor girl who grew up in a broken home family environment.

His mother died and his father remarried when he was five years old. His life went through many bad things and it made him the person who hated the house and family the most.

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"Lo go straight home Zee??" Ask the leader who is usually called Kai by his friends.

Zee nodded."Bokap called from afternoon." Flat language.

The girl got off the bike and moved to a parked car near the entrance gate.

It was the girl's daily activities, the morning and afternoon she went to college, the afternoon she worked, and the night she had fun on the streets with her friends.

After having fun he returned home, where he hated the most but was also hard to avoid.

Shortly after, the phone in his pocket rang. He just took to see the name of the caller, after seeing the name of the caller he immediately put the phone back into the jacket pocket.

A slanted smile was imprinted on his lips when he heard his phone again ringing somehow for how many times. He knew it was his father because he chose to ignore it.

The trip to the house that should have been taken in less than an hour actually changed a long time because the girl chose to go around in circles on the road and not go straight home.

He is lazy when he comes home later to meet his father. He is lazy to have to fight about the same problem every day, he is fed up and therefore he avoids.

Until after two hours of twirling on the road then he drove the car back to the route should be. Before long, his car arrived in front of a large gate,as in the headquarters earlier this gate is also not automatic so there is no need to turn on the horn or go down to open the gate he can already go inside.

Inside the gate is also no less amazing, a house or rather a mansion that stands like a palace that will make anyone want to occupy it except Zee.

She's sick of having to come back here again and again. But how else, the house he avoided was in sight and he had no choice but to enter

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"Square." Doors that are as slow as possible Zee closed in fact still cause noise. But he was quite relieved because the state of the house was dark which means the residents of the house were asleep.

Naturally, the hour at that time had shown almost two o'clock in the morning. Not willing to waste the opportunity he immediately flipped up the stairs to return to the room before anyone saw him.

"Sir.."

The sound of a light switch suddenly rang and in less than a second the dark state had turned into a bright flutter and revealed a figure that was avoided was already standing in the corner of the room with a gaze intimidation.

"Where are you going?? After not returning home for two days and now coming home at an unnatural hour, you think you can just be free??"

Silence, there is no answer...

"Down from there!!! Papa thinks we need to talk about your attitude that has lately been getting beyond normal limits."

Still not answering, but slowly the flat-faced girl chose the turub from the stairs and walked closer to the papa.

"10 minutes."

The middle-aged man's eyes were perfectly rounded with facial muscles already tensed indicating how emotional he was tonight.

"You think you have the right to limit this kind of conversation?? What do you think of me, huh?? I'm your papa, not your friend or business partner Azellea."

"5 minutes or nothing??"

"I think you should be put where you should be. Go back to your room now, don't think about running away again because papa will make you regret what you did tonight."

"As for you, I'm quite tired and need to rest. So good night and thank you for this useless talk."

Not the slightest fear on Zee's face when saying that to his papa figure. He even directly turned up the stairs without even noticing the sharp gaze that was still pointing at him.

He was used to it and even used to it. This has become the main food, fighting, arguing, arguing with the father is a routine that only his family knows.

His family is a respected person and that makes him required to maintain every movement of his life. Their family has always been in the public spotlight even the world that's why he had to be set up in such a way that he hated it.

He hated so much that he chose to get out of the family zone full of drama. He lost his middle name when he was outside so that no one would know who he was including his friends.

He often goes from home to avoid business meetings so as not to be in the spotlight. He shuts himself down because he hates being the hypocritical life his family lives in today.

Even until now none of his friends know who and where the origin of this Azellea Michelle. He's too mysterious.