CAKRASENJANA
Eps 4's

Nastabala was covered in black mega, the dim light of the moon appeared with its dim light. The night wind swept across the skin.

"Cakra," worried Alvaro looked towards the empty streets. There was no sign of his friend until now, at first glance he glanced at the circular watch on his right wrist, at ten o'clock in the night.

"Al they've come!" exclaiming Nolan spirit, the beam of bright lights, coming from two ninja motorcycles that are still clashing, Cakra and Bara trying to overtake each other, very fierce.

"LET'S SKIRT!" alvaro shouted to Cakra who was less than a little more reaching the finish line. Then well, at last the wild racing game was finished, closed with the victory of a Cakra, the King of the night noise with his dark horse.

All the BLACK DRAGON members who were there, immediately ran to swarm Cakra and congratulated the boy. They all feel proud, have a great leader like him.

While Bara, he must be willing to accept defeat. Angry mixed with resentment spread so quickly, Bara pushed the gray ninja motorcycle down. "Aah!" snapped it.

"The coal!" calling Cakra in a cynical tone, in front of Bara, Cakra shook his left leg, hinting to the man to keep his promise immediately.

"Kiss time baby" continued Cakra asking Bara to bend over, black sneaker shoes are ready to get a kiss of love from Bara.

Emar's anger is mounting, plus Cakra's attitude is very annoying. The man is confused what to do, has lost must accept the consequences anyway, his self-esteem is at stake now.

"Boss," Reza, the deputy head of the TIGER gang, could not bear to see the current condition of the leader, Reza's head shook his head, he did not agree that until Bara kissed Cakra's shoes to pay for his defeat. It would have destroyed his reputation as chairman.

Bara blinked his eyes at Reza, as a sign that everything would be fine. With doubt Bara's body began to bow, a satisfied smile rising on Cakra's lips, this was the most entertaining show in the history of his life.

"Dong spouts! Long time lo," Cakra's maggots are impatient.

"The cave will always remember this Cakra, the cave will make you pay double," Inner Bara vengeance, his jaw hardened.

Little by little Bara's body began to decline, less his face would approach Cakra's shoes. However //BUGH//direct hard kick Cakra give on the face of the Bara.

To make the boy bounce, hit the ground. "Likeness of trash," Cakra's sarcasm stared in disdain at Bara, the tip of his lips torn because it hit the asphalt.

"Ck, you're the model person you chose to be the chairman?" trivial Cakra he aimed at all members of TIGER. "Gang lo cupu's message," he continued and was met with trivial laughter by the BLACK DRAGON gang.

"It's all wrong lo Bar, you've picked the wrong opponent. With the way you nantangin cave, just like you kill yourself," concluded Cakra cold again. Then ordered all the members of BLACK DRAGON, to leave the location.

"Buset by now, you still have a simple picture of that little boy Cak?" alvaro's laughter saw a piece of paper with a picture of half a butterfly stored inside the Cakra's motorcycle joke.

"Dad, why?" ask Cakra while removing the BLACK DRAGON gang jacket he originally wore, and put it into the motorcycle joke. Both corners of Cakra's lips expanded perfectly, the simple graffiti of the image was like magic.

"This mad child," inner Alvaro was astonished, whenever Cakra looked at the object always just smiling for no reason. Sometimes Alvaro thinks his friend is out of his mind.

"Here is the ugly picture like it like lo Cak, here the cave look!" sahut Alvaro was about to seize the piece of paper, but was quickly turned away by Cakra.

"Dare you hold this paper just a little, the cave make sure one finger you broken," said Cakra horribly.

"Hehehe, jokingly Cak, it is very lo same temen itself, as soon as bro," replied Alvaro smiled stiffly, patting several times the back of Cakra, his hair goosebumps. Just so you know, whatever Cakra says is mandatory, so it's only natural that Alvaro gets scared.

"Hm, more than that," muttered Cakra very slowly, his voice even Alvaro could not hear him.

The gaze of Cakra's eyes increasingly sputtered inward, the beautiful memories in his mind re-spinning.

...-flash back-...

In a Cemara housing, which is almost the entire two-story building. The house was painted blue and white with a black car parked in front of the gate, a small child in a dinosaur shirt whining nonstop, while holding the hand of the Mother.

"Huwaaaa Mother, do not miss Mother, do not stay in Cakla, Cakla still want to play with Mother," whine Cakra who at that time was still five years old, and had not been fluent in reciting the letter R.

"Dear chakra Mother must work, later if not work Mother can not dapet dong money, he said Cakra want to buy toys," replied Madam Manda trying to persuade her youngest son.

"Huft but there is already Papa, Papa has already pintel cali money, why mother follow, say aja do not want to play with Cakla," sebal Cakra crossed the chest.

"Not so dear, at home there is also Bi Fana same brother Aden."

"Sir Aden is busy belajal teyus, Bi Fana also Cakla play the auctioneer does not want."

Madam Manda was astonished, it turns out that her son is smart also in arguing. "Huh," she stroked the chest. "Yes, Mommy promises to come home later we play together, whatever Cakra wants."

"Mother's Swallow?!" tanya Cakra was excited again.

"Dad," nodded Madam Manda.

"OK," a warm kiss landed on Cakra's tiny forehead, Mother waved her hand before getting into the car.

"That's sad, you crybaby," plucked the little girl in black, with a red ribbon perched pretty on her head. "I left Mama Dad I went to work not crying," he told Cakra.

"Cakla is not a whiny!" reject the snapping chakra, his lips pursed.

"Hihi, sorry well I was just kidding, let's play together!" invite him to persuade Cakra, holding the tiny hand of the man and take him to a gazebo near there.

"We're playing yuk pictures!" she said with a piece of paper and pencil, her cute fingers began to dance.

"Woah you're a gambal whiz" Cakra said.

"Haha dong."

...-Flash back off...

Their smiles were still embedded in Cakra's lips after he finished recalling those sweet memories. "Do you remember this picture? Everything is still not finished," Inner Cakra, true little girl he meant was Dusk.

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