
A roaring sound rang out that night. Gibran sat
on a motorcycle with a forward-looking focus. In his eyes there is only
jack's face he wants to finish off. Facial
it was playing around in his eyes as memories of two years ago were coming to play
in Gibran's eyes. How they kicked Gibran's bike to the ground and
how they fucked their lover
with the heat and kill him. Gibran could not forgive the incident.
That night the race was very crowded
with children of motorcycle genk whose age is still a dozen years and twenty
annual. Jack's friends were there too. They drink hard and some smoke marijuana.
While Maryati was feeling anxious in the room
guest. He squeezed his fingers while pacing. It doesn't
found Gibran in his room. Papa hasn't
back from the office. Maryati's mind was becoming more and more erratic. It takes
his phone and immediately contact Titin.
“Tin, Gibran is not in his room.”
He said with an anxious voice. “Tante worries Gibran goes to wild races.”
“Quiet, Aunt. Give it to me. My
will search Gibran.”
“Help aunt, Tin.”
“Iya, Aunt.” Answer Titin while
ended talk. Titin hung up her phone and walked out of the house.
“Where are you going, Tin?” ask the gods when Titin
take the helmet off the top of the buffet.
“You find the wind. Why why?”
“It's late, Tin. Don't need you
find the wind outside. You want to fuck again, right?”
“That's it, you don't have to interfere!” Word
Ketus titin.
The core goes to the garage and pulls out
his motor. As usual he turned on the motor with a loud roaring sound.
Brumm.
black before the Gods blocked his intentions. The gods just shake their heads.
The cheers of the motorcycle genk boy
that night. Jack and his friends were there. The sound of a roaring motor
made a scene that night. Some of the bikes are already on the starting line.
Gibran also arrived at the race course
pay attention to the faces of the motorcycle genk who participated in the race. Sangar's faces
which makes people shudder when they see it. Gibran parked his bike at
walk the road while sitting in the back.
The noise was heard again. Now heard
jack's voice guiding the race. Jack held the whistle while brandishing
flag to space. He began to count mundul. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 go! All riders
run and reveal his motorcycle. They were speeding on the black road
while making such a style.
Gibran's eyes looked at the middle Jack
laughing with other friends. Liquor is lying on a small table in
field angle. Gibran bent his fingers until he made a sound. Temporal
Titin was looking for Gibran where he was. Titin dyed looking
gibran. He didn't find the guy.
Fifteen minutes later, the serine sounds
the police surprised everything. Jack and his friends are busy looking for a motorcycle
and Titin immediately barks the motor. Gibran also heard the sound of the car
the police chased Jack.
All in chaos saved themselves
respectively. Some police managed to catch some of the children of the motorcycle genk and
catch some who consume meth. Some cops are after the genk kid
the motor that escaped. Gibran is still chasing after the fleeing Jack
selves.
Titin sees Gibran chasing Jack. He followed Gibran's bike and tried
chased him. A chase took place on the highway.
some vehicle. Jack kept going fast. The grudge in Gibran's heart is growing
be pregnant. He wants to finish Jack off and chase the man down
be able.
Motor Jack turned right, at malan
the streets are deserted. The night was getting late and Gibran's motor grazed Jack's motor.
Gibran kicked Jack's motorcycle until the guy's motorbike was screwed and crashed in the body
the walk. Jack slammed into the street a few feet away. It hurts and rises
limpedly. Gibran stopped his motorcycle and picked up a stick
the iron he carried. Gibran approaches Jack while dragging the buying rod in
asphalt road. The iron was hoarding a screeching sound.
Jack took off his helmet cover and
look at the guy who approached her. Jack moved backwards when he regained consciousness
if the guy in front of her is the guy Titin told her about.
“Please don't kill me!” Said Jack with
trembling voice. Gibran swung the iron into the sky and wanted to hit Jack. But sound
Titin.
“Gibraan! Don't!” Shouted Titin while
stop the motorcycle. “please Gibran, don't do that. Let the law
avenge you!”
Gibran's face was still flushed and remembered
all the treatment of Jack and his friends. Gibran didn't care and kicked
jack's face with his right leg. Blood spilled from Jack's nose.
“I beg your pardon, Gibran.” Said Jack
implored.
“Gibran! Please, I beg you!” Said Titin
looks panicked.
The night was hot with a vengeance
smoulder. Titin was very confused as to how. Gibran just kept hitting Jack.
Two motors approached
their place. The two motorcycles were policemen chasing after the boy. Gibran
he held his hand up and hit Jack with a lump of iron.
“Do not move!” Suddenly that voice
smouldering and they pointed the gun at Gibran.
“Gibran!! Stop!” Shouted Titin again.
Gibran did not care and hit Jack
until the guy stopped his breathing.
DOOOR!!! The gun sounds and
about Gibran's back. Gibran collapsed and Titin screamed hysterically. Gibran
killed at the hands of police.
“GIBRAANN!!! NOOO!!”
Titin sat pensively in the police car. It doesn't
can save Gibran and he can't have to face the Maryati
hope for him with Gibran's safety. All the way to the office
police, Titin is just pensive and down. Titin was unable to
contacting Maryati.
After being processed at the police station, Titin
home allowed. Titin went straight to the hospital to see Gibran's body.
And before long he was out, Titin arrived at the hospital. Titin meets with Maryati
the one crying sniffled in the chair near the morgue. Titin approached with
slowly.
“Sorry to me, aunt. I can't
saving Gibran.” Sissy speech. Maryati looked at Titin
heavy.
“Everything's happened, Tin. This is already
fate of aunt. Auntie never blamed you.” Maryati said while deleting
water with tissue.
The atmosphere was ambushed in the hospital.
Gibran left for good after avenging his revenge.