The Bitter Sweet Symphony

The Bitter Sweet Symphony
--Bitter Sweet Symphony-Third Chapter ("Friends (Love) my childhood")


***(How do I want to say you're my first Love)***.


Hours 08.17


The sound of a car engine that drove slowly in front of the house, immediately woke Arka. He hurried to look through the window of his room on the upper floor. What he was worried about was true. It was the sound of the car belonging to the Praya family, he quickly ran towards the exit of the house. Father and Mother were still standing in front of the fence looking at the car that was driving away. Arka wakes up late and loses the chance to meet Praya. "Why don't you wake up Arka anyway??". Arka grumbled in annoyance.


Without waiting for a response from the mother. He immediately took his bicycle gargantuan, without asking permission first as usual he immediately pedaled his bike as hard as he could to overtake Mobil Praya. "Sad too, Ka, they have to move".Said Xiao Yu who had not realized his Son was pedaling the bike hard and passing in front of him.


"Arka go first".


"Lho's? Heh..Arka you don't speed like that!!". Xiao Yu who was shocked to see Arka who had tumben cycling so fast reminded him.


Raka just smiled seeing her son act like that. "Had Yu, don't worry too much. Boys are so". Raka said to calm Xiao Yu.


"You even ngebelain he speeding so..later if Arka why-why who is difficult?? (Bla.bla.bla), Xiao Yu instead turned annoyed with Raka.


Praya's car has passed through the Security post at the housing complex. Mr. Ramzi who happened to be going home after his night duty, looked astonished to see Arka who suddenly stopped with his bike. He almost fell.


"Den Arka why is speeding so different?" Ask Mr. Ramzi.


"Please help me Mr. Ramzi" Arka said


"What's Den helping?"


"Boncengin I chased Aya's car!".


"But Den, his running father's motor can't speed".


"I know a shortcut sir, so it could be faster". Arka insisted that Mr. Ramzi would help her.


"Good..Den, then let's follow Non Aya".


Finally Mr. Ramzi wants to help Arka.


Without heating the motor first, he immediately grasped the motor to the maximum.


"Yes Sir".


When entering a shortcut that has not been paved, and only in the form of a dirt road. Pak Ramzi's motorbike suddenly broke down.


"How is this Den Arka?".


"It's okay sir, follow the path. The road will decrease, without engine life also the speed of the father's motor must be tight". Arka


Mr. Ramzi obeyed Arka's words. And it is true that the very downhill road makes the speed of the motor remains tight even without engine life.


After a while the road will return flat. Raka asks Ramzi to set the motor, "try the motor stater sir".


Ramzi again obeyed Arka's words, the motorbike engine could come back to life.


From the right side, on the paved road Arka can see the Praya Car. The estimate is very precise, by taking a shortcut they can follow beside the car. But their distance is separated by a small river that is in the middle between the paved road and the dirt road they pass.


There is a bridge connecting the two roads. Unfortunately, when it was on the paved road, the speed of Pak Ramzi's motorbike seemed to falter. The motorbike can not be used speeding, because the age of the vehicle is quite old.


"Yeahahoo!!" Arka yells to call out to Praya, hoping that she or her parents hear her screams and stop her car. But the effort was not successful.Mobil praya still speeding. Praya who sat in front had looked at the rearview mirror next to him, but what was seen in the rearview mirror was just a sedan car .Arka and Mr. Ramzi who tried to catch up with him with a motorbike covered with the sedan car. When the sedan car was no longer seen in the rearview mirror because it overtook their car, Praya was no longer looking at the rearview and staring ahead. Even if he still sees the rearview chaos, he will see Mr. Ramzi and Arka who continue to shout calling him to stop.


Praya's car drove slowly and stopped because of the red light. Arka felt very happy because she felt she could catch the car. When they were only three hundred meters away, Pak Ramzi's motorbike suddenly died completely. The engine is too hot because it is driven to the maximum.


"Den Arka, the bike can't live at all". Ramzi


Arka did not want to waste time, he immediately got off the bike and ran as fast as he could towards the Praya Car.


"Yeahaaaa!!, waituu!!". He shouted while running.


Seriate



("Pray/Yes"..5 Years Old).