THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
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Cyeril looked the other way. He was looking for a way to push Tasya this morning. But how.

"Ekhemc ... I called Mother first huh? You see, Mommy, I lived in a supermarket" said Cyeril slowly.

Cyeril pulled out his phone and dialed the number of Mother Nur and the private driver and Dzoki simultaneously.

"You don't have to be afraid of Ril. Just relax," said Tasya slowly.

"I'm not afraid. Just why we met at Kak Kahfi's cafe. We better just talk at home," said Cyeril loudly.

Tins ... tin ...

The sound of Dzoki's car horn was wild from the parking lot to where Cyeril was standing.

"Ekhemc ... If you want to come please. If you don't want yes .. I first yes," said Cyeril quickly.

Cyeril was also unsettled when he met Tasya again. Cyeril doesn't trust anyone, including Anton.

Cyeril quickly got into the car at the back and closed it and locked it tightly. He was scared when it happened in class. The incident when he was forced to drink water that is not known of its origin.

"Road Sir. I'm sorry sir" said Cyeril slowly.

"It's okay Non. Non ... We pick up Mommy first at a boutique near here," said the personal driver of Bunda Nur.

"Yes sir" Cyeril answered briefly.

The car began to drive towards the boutique where Mother Nur waited.

"Mother!!" cyeril leras shouted as he waved his hand.

Mother Nur immediately returned the wave of the hand and got into the car.

"Where are you going? Bring dresses?" ask Cyeril slowly.

"To the source village? Far away Mother," said Cyeril sad. He wants to go there. Yesterday the right to deliver goods did not come because Cyeril sorenya out of control and must rest completely.

"There is time. We walk. I'm meeting till night. Is it okay, sir? We go directly to the village of the source using GPS. We give a surprise to Dzoki," said Mother Nur with a loud voice and spirit.

"What a spirit? What the hell is it?" ask Cyeril curiously.

"You forgot? Or do you not know?" ask Mother Nur slowly.

Cyeril shook his head slowly.

"Don't know Bun," Cyeril replied in a soft voice.

"OK fine. Mother tell me. Tomorrow it's Dzoki's birthday Actually Mommy has made an event in the source village. Mommy ready for a special place for you there to always be close to Dzoki," said Mother Nur laughing.

The Sultan was always free to act. To do anything is to just snap his fingers.

"Serious mother? Arghhc ... Why doesn't Cyeril know about this?" ask Cyeril annoyed.

Mother Nur even laughed happily to see Cyeril panic.

"Cyeril what love? Mother even laughed. How the hell? Seneng that Cyeril is hard?" cyeril's great-grandson was confused.

She may not know her husband's date of birth. Kan's weird. What kind of wife is that.

Mother Nur's soft hands rubbed the soft shoots of Cyeril's head.

"For Dzoki what matters is this baby. You can take care of it well, it's the best gift he ever got," said Bun Nur trying to calm Cyeril's heart.

This was also part of Dzoki's wish. Invite all his friends to the place he has prepared with his mother.