King Of Crocodiles
Long Journey

“Before leaving. We should check back the state of each motor,” said the chairman of Warriors.

The entire member nodded and instantly obeyed his orders.

Today is the time where the Warriors will be holding a tour to several areas. The tour plan that should be held in two weeks, deliberately pushed to make it faster. Remembering in the near future he will hold a midterm exam that he cannot leave.

They have a mission to conquer other motorcycle gangs. This show has been arranged neatly by all of them. When they reach their destination, they will hold a race. Not a wild race, but an official match that has been licensed by the authorities. There is a hidden purpose of the event initiated by Galang. But not all Warriors know. After everything was ready with their combat tools, Galang took the lead and started riding his motorcycle.

“Hopefully this all works,” he said inwardly.

Several kilometers had been traveled by the Warriors. This time he was riding a motorcycle by himself. At that time, he was reluctant to meet with Tasya. The girl tried repeatedly to contact him, but always failed. For five hours they had been through the streets. Now they become the rulers of the streets and with the shrewd waltz to play the pace of the motorbike casually.

In between running the motor, suddenly Galang's hand gave a signal. The entire Warriors members instantly understood the gesture. They all pulled over at a rest area not far from there.

“We rest first,” said Galang, and followed by a nod of the head.

A place that looks crowded. They rest, some even lay down their bodies to just straighten the waist. But not for Galang, something caught his attention. He looked at the corner, there was a mother and also a child who was sitting pensively. Without a second thought, Galang approached the two.

“Sorry Mom, what are you doing here?” ask Galang politely.

“Being resting, Nak.”

Galang feeling sorry for the little boy who was beside the mother, “Have you guys eaten?”

Both shook their heads.

Without saying a word, the man left. He wants to take something. A little while later, Galang came back and brought something in his hand. He gave the package to his mother.

“It's food for Mom and Sister,”.

“Thank you very much, Son. You are a good child, may happiness and safety always be with you, son,” replied the mother because she felt moved.

Galang threw his best smile, “Thank you for praying, Mom. And here, there's a little money for both of you.”

The treatment made the mother and her son cry. They thanked Galang. The sight made Galang's heart flinch. Never imagined in his mind if he was in their position. Surely his life will be miserable.

After a little talk, Galang returned to his friends. They continued their journey according to the time set. This time their destination was Diamond headquarters. One of the motorcycle gangs in the city.

**

Brumm…

The thunderous sounds of the two motors rang out loud to the point of making the ears tremble. Two handsome men were playing his charm. Yes, Galang and Sam Diamond chairman will soon show their ability to drive the bike.

“Galang... Sam..”.

Their supporters yelled at each other in support of his idol. The atmosphere of the racecourse is closely guarded by the authorities. Fear of rioting afterwards. Then, a woman holding a flag began to pitch into the middle of the arena.

Wuss….

Both are moving at high speed. The roar of the motor is a marker that both candidates are very dedicated in the event. Both the Warriors and Diamond members, they supported each other's respective chairmen.

“Come on! Lo certainly can, later I treat seblak,” pekik Cakra.

Instantly Davin turned his head and immediately pulled his head, “There are crazy. The treat is steak, or ramen cake. Don't even seblak, Bambang.”

“Eh Markonah, seblak it's good tau,” babble Cakra make Davin yell at his head.

“Kayak ciwi-ciwi lo.”

Cakra is upset.

Fifteen minutes later, there were already signs of victory. A mighty man riding a black motorcycle his pride was visible in the eye pelupuk. Who else if not Galang. The joyful cheers of his supporters filled the place. Sure enough, Galang has managed to conquer the race arena with great ease.

All the Warriors approached him. Cakra and Davin spontaneously embrace Galang as a sign that they are proud of him. The match ended with the Warriors winning. The excitement was not only felt by the Warriors, but also Diamond members who felt it.

“Happy Bro! Lo is great and strong,” praise Sam.

“Lo is also cool. We're all cool.”

“Gal, you are so cool. I am moved,” sahut Cakra while wiping his tears.

Galang looks frown, “Lo cry? Very cemen.”

“Hiks... Terkaru.”

“We should celebrate this moment by eating together,” Sam suggested.

Without a second thought, Galang agreed. Indeed, the purpose of the Warriors to hold this event is only for fun. They are not hostile, they are very good partners. Apparently Diamond had prepared a very luxurious banquet.

The most awaited moment by Cakra. After the game, they ate big. The whole motorcycle gang got together and rejoiced. While telling a story about the activities of each motor member. Galang as the chairman of the Warriors received praise for his dedication so far.

Long enough they talked, Galang and the others had to continue the journey. They will stop in another city and meet with a motorcycle gang that is there. Tiredness immediately disappeared when Galang can enjoy the fresh air on the motor. That's why he prefers riding a motorbike to riding a car.

That night was fun for the Warriors. It had been a long time since they had dreamed of such a long journey. I can see how beautiful other cities are. When he was asleep, Galang realized when Davin came up to him.

“Gal, rest first,” shouted Cakra who happened to be in a conversation with Davin.

Galang agreed with that. Without waiting for a long time, Cakra gives direction to other friends to stop. They were tired in an inn. The journey will continue tomorrow. When he was about to rest, Galang checked his phone. Since that day, he ignored his phone. There are several incoming messages and calls. It was definitely from Tasya the lover.

‘Galang... Where are you going anyway? Why not reply to my chat? Sorry, baby, I promise I won't do it again’

Write Tasya in one of the messages she sent. But Galang doesn't care about that. He ignored her and shut his phone back down. His body crashed on a comfortable throne. Slowly the two eyes began to clench perfectly and drifted away in a beautiful dream that night.