Fauzan finally came. He immediately took off his jacket and draped it over the back of his chair. they deliberately reserved a long table so as not to bother pulling chairs from other tables.
"Jessi and Rere haven't come yet?" he asked seeing that they were short of two people.
"Still on the way I guess," said Cleo as a representative to answer it.
"Oh, I see." Just as Fauzan was about to sit down, a loud noise in front of the cafe immediately caught their attention. It was the sound of a motorcycle they clearly recognized.
Immediately they walked to the side to see directly from above what was happening.
It turned out to be true, it was Rere who carried a motorbike as if to invite death. Jessi was so scared behind her that she hugged her tightly.
Fauzan immediately ran to the ground floor followed by the others out of concern. In fact, they may not feel the same way that Fauzan feels.
