At 12 o'clock at night, a sports car called McLaren had just pulled over to the side of the road before starting the match, I was the owner of the car then immediately came out from inside, greeted my friends who were taking part in this wild race, looked around to pay attention to the car Another sport, when suddenly my attention was diverted by the girl I had been waiting for, I narrowed my eyes to make sure

"Shit, is that you? Or was I just imagining that you were back in Jakarta?"

I try to walk closer, looking for you among the crowd of people here