ABOUT MATE

ABOUT MATE
9 | THINGS FAILED TO SHOOT.



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09.10 WIB.


Almost half an hour more Mairah walked in no direction, more precisely from earlier he was just twirling around the battalion with his mouth that was not stopping to mumble cursing the brother who made him upset.


"You do not intend to make permission, do not need to be given hope. These people were even taken! You fucking Dugong." His meaning still does not accept the show of his shooting ability that is in sight, must fail.


Mairah who was solemnly cursing stopped his mocking activities when she heard the sound of someone crying, unknowingly her feet stopped stepping right in front of the large banyan tree on the edge of the battalion volleyball court.


Behind the tree a woman was crying by bending her knees, her long hair dangling over her face. Mairah approached the figure.


"Why are you crying?" Mairah asked, her hand touching the hair dangling on the back of the woman she did not know what her name was.


"Hiks.hiks.." the woman did not flinch, she was busy crying as if Mairah was not there.


"Hey, how do you cry. I'm nanya loh." His words were irritated to feel neglected.


Puk.


"Japanese Dutch Citon." Mairah jumped in shock as she felt someone pat her shoulder.


His body turned to look at the person who patted his shoulder. A man in shorts and a short-sleeved t-shirt lined with a black cuff typical of volleyball sportswear stood before him.


"Who's talking to you?"


"That's the same.." Mairah turned to look at the woman who was crying earlier. Empty though.


"Where did he say it." Confused speech.


His head was looking for the figure of the woman. He was sure his vision was not wrong, or maybe it was..


"Damn it, I'm in kibulin." Dengus Mairah, until now he still can not distinguish where humans where demons because he was often in kayak kibuli or rather he was gullible.


"Well, papa?"


"Eh, how was that?" Mairah blinked her eyes, her brain was not yet connected to the dibulinized epek.


The man smiled, then extended his hands together. "I know, I'm Reza."


"Madly." Of course its odd nature that drives him to accept the hand of a sweet man like Reza.


The little mode can.


Reza is not handsome like Satria, but his face is sweet and typical humorous man.


"Well you wanna play volleyball?" Tanya Mairah watched the volleyball that Reza had brought.


"Yes, you want to come along."


"That's a hell of a lot.." Of course it was Mairah's heart that shouted oddly.


"Emang can."


"Why not. Come along and make the game even more exciting." Reza invites Mairah to approach the volleyball court that has many om-om soldiers waiting to play volleyball.


"Woy za, cheeses. Even courting her." Shouted one of the men Mairah believed to be Reza's best friend, as the man immediately approached her and curled the head of the person shouting at her.


"The passion here."


Mairah stepped closer to the army's om-om group as Reza waved in gesture.


"Wih, say hello to za. Bojo new?" Toda Sarwok Reza's.


"Bojo new raimu. This Mairah accidentally met earlier, he said he wanted to play also eat me ajakin." Obviously Reza.


Mairah introduced herself. "Madly."


"Don't let Mai come with Sarwok, the broken hearted woman he is. Mending in the camp of Abang aja." Typal Riyo did not want to lose to tease Mairah.


Mairah in modusin can only haha-hihi and occasionally reply.


"Have it, so play no." Lerai Reza feels that the chatter of his most important friend will not end until tomorrow.


"It has been decided Mairah is in our stronghold, let's start Sarwok service." Already decided Mairah was in the Reza stronghold, Sarwok served to the fort of the Riyo bang for a start.


The game was fierce both Reza and Bang Riyo both played smartly, two sets of games were played with the same score of 1, now the third set determining the winner's camp. Now it is Mairah's turn to serve because the second set was won by the fortress of Riyo bang.


"Let's Mairah I encourage you." Shouted Sarwok who was answered by other cheers.


Mairah serves a hard-earned point for his hole, his arm hot for another serve. Her white skin is flushed.


"Look Mai again, spirit." Mairah nodded and returned to serve which was greeted by Bang Riyo. The game came back fierce with the ball continuing to play, changing hands.


Mairah who changed position into a tosser welcomes the ball that soared towards him, traveling with the ball slickly towards reza.


"Come on za." He shouted towards Reza who became a smasher.


Reza welcomes Mairah's bait and does a smash by jumping. Volleyball swooping touching the ground.


"Golls.."


Reza, Sarwok and the others were lying around hearing the roar of Mairah. The girl screams a goal at a volleyball game.


The game was won by the Reza camp.


Mairah wiped away the sweat on her face using the tip of her instant hijab. Why would Mairah want to play volleyball because of the clothes he was wearing supporting, the girl wore a long-sleeved gray t-shirt with a combination of navy training pants and an instant hijab of matching color that covers the chest, freeing him to move freely.


No regrets Mairah failed shooting practice if instead he would be free to play volleyball like this.


Fortunately Gavin and Satria do not know his behavior, if not bhew. Moreover, Satria who began to be possessive of him since the confession of feelings that day, the father of one child will be excited if he knows Mairah doing things that he thinks are anarchist.


"Because we won a well-taken Riyo bang." Said Sarwok who was greeted by cheers.


"Yes eat for free." Among others Mairah is the most passionate.


"That's Mai's passion." Ejek Reza, his hand embraces Sarwok's shoulder that runs beside him.


"Yok'i eat free coy." Jumawa.


Indeed, before the game starts, it has been told that the losing side will treat the winning side.


Mairah and the group walked to the canteen mbak Rudi where to do teraktan.


"It could be as big as bang." Tanya Eka, the most fertile striped om among others.


Believe me Mairah has not yet memorized the names of om loreng numbering about 12 people, he only knows a few striking. Especially to know their rank judging from the sports clothes they wear do not have attributes that could be a clue.


"You can add to it, it's bang." It is not bang Riyo who said it was Sarwok who decided not to care about the sour face of Riyo.


"Semerdeka you are Sujarwok." Said Bang Riyo, his face sourly imagining the contents of his white red card which was bloated to treat 12 people at once plus a portion of Eka to eat one week.


"Madly!"


Mairah and the 12 men stopped hearing the most influential and respected voices in the battalion.


Mairah's body feels stiff, time is like walking slowly and Mairah's head movements are turned back as if in slow motion.


Back there stood two grown men with terrible looks. Gavin who has a fierce waist and Satria who looks sour.


Finish you mai, end your history.


"Balek you're Mai!!"