"Never judge someone by their cover. Because what's on the outside isn't necessarily what's on the inside." Steven Julius.
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The roar of several motorbikes filled the cafe grounds. Parking in their special parking lot that already has a black motorbike parked.
"The fuckboy got here really fast." Steven said, taking off his full face helmet.
"It's like you don't know how a child rides a motorcycle." Zain said, turning off the engine.
"I forgot that our friends are like demons." Steven chuckled at the end.
"You're the devil too, Steve. Hahaha..." Laughing Bagas got off his motorbike and immediately ran into the cafe.
"You bastard Gas!" Steven cursed.
Meanwhile, Danu had been silent all this time. The talkative young man rarely replied to his friends' jokes.
Meanwhile Nanda and Virzha looked around the cafe which looked comfortable.
"How do you know a cafe like this?" Nanda asked Steven who had just gotten off his motorbike.
"It's from me."