
By night, Jordi, Fredy and Husein had arrived at the nightclub, where they would perform tonight.
"Yuk in," asked Husein.
Jordi followed her friend, but stopped when she glanced at Fredy.
"Gapain you in there continue? Come on in the hunt" cried Jordi.
"You guys first. I want to go to the toilet," said Fredy.
The young man then walked in the opposite direction leaving his two friends who then entered towards the back stage.
Fredy walked down the aisle, and arriving at the main room of the nightclub, he began to circulate his gaze, as if looking for someone.
"Where are the girls?" mumbling Fredy.
As far as the eye could see, there was only a group of entertainment-seeking people. They were dancing, drunk, and some had even started transacting with comfort women.
As said by Jemima, in the club most of the employees **** commercial is a teenager, and not a few are still students.
While he was still busy searching, the MC had already gone up and started talking. It made Fredy look at his watch and immediately turned towards the back stage to prepare.
The MC's voice was like an alarm for him to immediately prepare for the show.
"Where the hell is it, you? Long time to go to the toilet," grumbled Husein.
"Sorrys. I'm constipated," said Fredy briefly.
He then immediately opened his jacket and began to stare at the hair and apply a little moisturizer to his face looking fresh.
Fredy wasn't someone who would dress over on stage, just like his other two friends.
They will only wear oversize jerseys, or singlets covered in jackets and ripped jeans. But that is exactly what is the attraction.
For Jordi and Husein, both of them are famous even on campus they are like celebrities. But for Fredy, he hid his identity more. The young man looked different between above and below the stage.
So even when on campus no one realized that he was the melodious vocalist of the indie band.
Fredy is seen opening his guitar bag and taking the instrument out of place.
"Are you ready?" ask someone who is looking up from behind the curtain connected to the stage.
"Ready, Bang," said Hussein.
Jordi and Fredy nodded. They started walking up to the stage. The sound of applause was so boisterous welcoming the appearance of the band's personnel.
Fredy is seen starting to connect his guitar with the cable, then check the sound. Similarly, Husein and Jordi who check their respective musical instruments.
After he finished tuning his guitar, Fredy started grabbing microphones and interacting with club visitors.
"Good night everyone. As usual we The Riders are coming back to cheer on all of you who came tonight" Fredy said.
He continued to speak, but his eyes still lingered as if he was still looking for someone among the crowd of people.
"We're ready, Fred," said Jordi.
Fredy stopped his words, and looked back. He signals with a nod to Husein to start making beats.
Fredy and Jordi are getting ready for their own musical instruments. But suddenly Fredy's netra captures the existence of someone there to make it almost left behind the temple.
Meet too, Fredy's inner.
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