Until You Fall in Love with Me

Ch.45

broom..

Maybe because it's Sunday night, tonight's race crowd is more than usual. Women with skimpy clothes also roamed a lot in that place, the thing they hated the most.

The four of them, without Sania, Gladis, or Margaret, came to the place because of an invitation from Leo. And they brought one more person.

"Duh, what the hell place?! not a bar, but why so many whores." Juan grumbled.

"Don't tell me you've been making Margareth to the kayak gini place?!" juan then exclaimed.

"No!" answer the four of them simultaneously.

Juan breathed a sigh of relief.

"But we have failed 3 times" said Farhan.

Julian stepped on Farhan's foot after he slipped. Farhan's deadly plot gets from Julian.

"Why? what are you hiding?" juan asked suspiciously.

"Margareth has been in the race, 3 times." Helmi's honest answer made Julian and Farhan gawk.

"Win?"

Helmi's answer was enough to make Julian and Farhan gawk. Added to that was Juan's response. They both shook their heads inexhaustibly.

They thought Juan would at least run amok after hearing that. Unexpectedly his response instead made them shake their heads.

"One time lose. Lu asked himself how much money was because of that" Helmi said.

"Tw.." Helmi continued by pointing at Leo who was sitting on his bike, over there.

Juan turned to look at Helmi's hand and looked at the figure she meant.

"He's the leader of the next gang, the one who almost never loses, except for my opponent ama Chandra,"

"Dwelling..PD very you,"

Feeling annoyed, Helmi also shakes Juan's head. "Gue said what it is, monkey," cried Helmi.

"Yes. yeah.. will you?" juan said while brushing his hair.

"Lose against Margaret" continued Helmi.

Juan grinned after hearing Helmi's story. He began to recall the moment Margaret asked to piggyback on him. It also reminds them of the beginning they interacted with.

Flashback.

4 Years ago.

".... if I can't step on his big toe with my motorcycle tyre, don't call me Margaret!"

"Wait until I grow up and step on the gear!"

Juan, who was on his way home after basketball practice, overheard Margaret screaming.

He stopped the bike and took off his helmet. He saw the figure of a little boy sitting down in the middle of the park street.

After approaching him, Juan realized that it was the boy he had been paying attention to. He rushed to help her up.

"Are you okay? why sit on the street? did you fall?" tanya worried Juan while patting the dirty sleeve of Margaret's shirt.

His hand stopped when he saw the wound on Margaret's thumb. "You hurt?" she panicked and led him to sit in a garden chair.

"A little while." he said and left to pick up his parked bike back there. He stopped him next to the chair Margaret was sitting in, then went down after searching the contents of his bag.

"From your hands" said Juan.

The little Margaret looked at Juan with a look of vigilance. Where it made Juan turn his face and hold his smile.

"Just calm down, I'm not a bad person" Juan said.

"Most bad guys say they're not bad guys,"

His defense is destroyed. Juan couldn't help himself anymore to not laugh.

"I just want to treat your wounds" he said in the rest of his laughter.

"Margareth" he said, which made Juan frown.

"I can't trust people I don't know" he continued.

Juan turned his face away, and closed his lips with his fist to hold back the laughter that seemed to want to explode right then and there.

"All right, I get it. I'm Juan.." Juan thrusts his hand, and is greeted by Margaret's tiny hand.

"So, have I been able to treat your wounds?" juan asked with a nod from Margaret.

He began pouring red medicine right over Margaret's wounds. Afraid it might hurt, Juan blew on Margaret's hand.

Seeing Juan's gentle treatment, Margaret shed her tears.

"Hey, why? is it so sick?" juan asked worriedly.

Margaret shook her head while smiling faintly. "There's dust coming in" he made an excuse.

"You want me to blow it for you?"

"No.no.." Margaret waved both hands as Juan grabbed her face.

The last blow, then he covered the wound with a hansaplast. "You should clean it again when you get home, fearing infection. My hands are not sterile." Juan explained.

Margaret laughed lightly. "What is a doctor's brother?"

Juan smiled faintly at Margaret who finally let down her guard.

"That's my goal" replied Juan.

Margaret nodded. He's not good at making conversation. It was also impossible for him to just leave.

He glanced at Juan's motorbike parked next to him. Then look at Juan who cleared up his P3K.

"Can you teach me to ride a motorcycle?"

"No!" juan replied after hearing this.

Margaret put her lips together after hearing Juan's reply. Juan let out a long sigh to see the displeased-looking Margaret.

He took Margaret's hand. "But I'll let you watch me on the bike" Juan said as he pulled Margaret onto the bike.

"Well, I'll take you home." Juan said after getting on his bike and putting his helmet on.

"She noticed?" ask Margaret.

"Yes, watch from back there,"

Margaret looked at Juan's bike in detail. He's also thinking how to get up there.

Like a man who could read his mind, Juan chuckled. Then pat his motor footrest. "This tread, and go up," Juan said.

Margaret approached and began to tread her feet as instructed by Juan.

"Hold my shoulder let it not fall!"

Margaret sighed in relief when she got up there. Then smile thinly. Juan stepped on his gear, "Hand on!" juan exclaimed, then pulled the gas after Margaret had wrapped her arms around Juan's waist.

"It's lucky that you, because you were the first person to ride my bike," said Juan.

"Thank you, Juan.."

"What did you say? call me Brother!"

Off Flashback.

the plaque!

A punch landed on Juan's back.

"Why do you grin the grin is unclear?" exclaim Julian.

Instead of being angry at the blow, Juan laughed.

"Take care of the child" Julian murmured.