The Wild And Flower

Believed

Damar thought about his meeting with Karin today. He opened his notebook, which contained important notes on Diantha's case instructions and his time travel. He has even found out more about his time travel. But there was no satisfactory result he found.

The man ruffled his hair in front of his laptop which was burning brightly in the middle of the darkness. Closing down his search tab on the past, time travel and related matters, then bringing up his abandoned college materials. He immediately let out a heavy sigh, realizing that his memory of his college materials five years ago had faded.

"Sianjir, where do I want these materials if I'm already in DO five years." Damar murmured in frustration.

Amidst his frustration, his phone rang, displaying Revan's name on his phone. He picked up the phone. "What's wrong?"

"Buset, to the point!" The man across there spoke out loudly. "You're not racing today, bro?" continues asking.

Damar closed his eyes for a moment. "Now" he answered briefly.

"You sure? Sponsors are 60 million, you know!" Revan is encouraging.

Damar opened his eyes, immediately remembering the debts incurred by Diantha. Maybe this is a more promising way than working part-time. The man straightened his body, damn made up his mind. "Gue's coming, '" he said.

"If you want to go hunting! Don't be late!" Now the voice of the girl who seemed to be shouting in front of the microphone of her phone. Damar remembered very well the voice of who liked to shout in a boisterous and thunderous way like that, who else if not Celine.

A second later, the man rushed to put on his leather jacket and took the key quickly and went out on his bike. Damar drove his motorbike at a high enough speed to a location that had been sent via a short message.

Arriving there, he is greeted by Celine and Revan as usual. Celine, who looks eccentric as usual, did not forget the bomber with a famous brand mark imprinted on her back which happened to be the same as her name. And Revan's changed his hair again.

"It's still a few minutes left before it all comes together. Thanks for coming on time!" Celine checked her watch, then gave Damar a hand tote.

"How does it feel to suddenly become an exemplary student for the sake of girls?" Revan embraces Damar's shoulder and flirts with a rick.

Damar clucked and took off Revan's hand. "Not your business" he said coldly.

"Liat noh, Cel. Temen lo, how would you get a girl if it's so bad." Revan pits at Celine, which makes the girl seem to remember something.

"Eh, by the way, that girl is your school, right? Her name is Diantha Rakayla? If it's not wrong the college NRP ends at 50?" Celine asked, but for some reason it was like revealing information.

Damar frowned confused. "Why?"

"Gue looks like a team with him, anyjay. I can meet you on the same project." Celine spoke seriously, now looking at Damar. "Lo should try even harder if he really wants to deletin him. I think this chick's a bad ambis."

"Lo is also the same as anjir, so you know very well." Revan sneered. "Maybe ambis children on campus fitting malem changed identity so a hustler at the race."

Celine clucked. "So your mouth, yes," he threatened.

"Gue was just talking facts, nih," Revan replied that he did not want to lose.

They have been friends since they were in High School. Initially, the three were just ordinary children who only spent time together to play games and do tasks. But one day, Damar finds a new scope of association that makes him finally included in the motorcycle gang.

Celine and Revan who eventually learned of it initially forbade Damar. But over time, everything turned around. Damar is certainly not a person who will obey if once banned. Until one day, unexpectedly the two men became involved in a racing gang.

Therefore, Celine seemed to have two personalities when she entered the racecourse. Because beyond that, everyone only knew him as an exemplary student, a rich businessman's son, and a promising heir.

While Revan follows wild racing just for fun and play with his charms. Revan never once won on the race track.

"The boil is ready with the Heir of the House." Revan's getting sucked up, making Celine even worse. The girl now could not help but pat the helmet perched on the man's head.

"Dizziness, anjrit!" revan Narrator.

"Never run away, lo. It's so bad that it never wins." Celine now retorts Revan.

The man is now clucking. "Ah, you mah!" his weakness.

Damar glanced at his two friends. "Udah, no. I think the preparations will start, no." He's broken.

Revan grunts. He turned his gaze forward, then his eyes widened to see a group of girls talking in front of him. It was easy for him to make eye contact with them with his handsome face weapon. Revan's smile immediately sumringah.

"Hi guys!!!" he half yelled. The man then approached the group of girls.

Celine just sneered at his behavior. "That's how I saw the crocodile."

He then glanced at Damar who seemed to be daydreaming, clearly his mind was watching somewhere.

"Lo why?" ask Celine.

Damar glanced at the little. "There's nothing" he said briefly. He knew very well that even if everyone asked him, no one would believe the crazy things he was going through.

Celine smiled little. "Gue doesn't believe the same crazy things, Mar," said the girl suddenly. "But I believe the same words of an honest man."

Damar looked at the girl. "Why are you talking about that?"

"Gue just wanted to say I believe in you." Celine insists. "I can see your honesty. I've known you for a long time, we grew up together. I can remember your existence. And I feel lo who is now lo who comes from far away."

Damar looked at Celine in disbelief. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, re-imagining the days in his future that instantly swirled in his brain. All that impossibility, may he believe that it was a miracle for him?