บท 588: The story of happiness Part I

“You are not used to this, ride carefully.”

Before leaving the house on a holiday morning, my mother told me so. This gift seemed to make me feel so uneasy that I had to return it. I had to meet this person, who sent it, even though my heart didn't want to see this person. But this time was unavoidable because if I wanted to return it, I had to do it now.

The black Ducati Panigale 2299 I rode out of town heading towards the metropolitan area. It was a motorbike that I intended to buy when I was ready, I would keep the money to buy and own it. But I thought at that time, the company should have released two or three brand new models already. This one would be outdated and that allowed me to buy a second-hand one if I really wanted this model.