Black Room

Triumph

Winning is happiness in a match.

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The door to our mess room was knocked several times. Bg yondra woke us up at exactly seven. Yanda who got up from the bed opened the curtains. The morning light filled the room. Seen the roofs of the house lined up in a fairly large window. This tamarind hill guesthouse is two-storied. And our room is on the second floor.

I woke up lazily, my joints ringing as I did a little stretching. The guesthouse provides two bathrooms in one room. We shower in turn. Yanda and I took a bath first, followed by eto and randa, then dika and rezi.

After cleaning all the equipment. I sat with my kretek cigarette in the corner of the room. While my other friends are still preparing the equipment. Especially dika and rezi who got the last order for bathing. Room door knocked.

"Who is that?" Quickly ask "Bang yondra. Turn it off" said Dika with a view toward my cigarette butt.

"Silent. That's the waiter" Sahut yanda "I ordered tea earlier" Yanda opened the door.

Outside room. A man with a red cameja and black pants smiled broadly. It is inscribed with the hill of tamarind and the emblem on his left chest. Yanda took two glasses of tea she ordered. The waiter thanked me after you paid for the order.

"Morning is good to ngeteh" Yanda said after closing the door.

"Yes, we are soul. I also like tea" Rezi immediately took tea on the table with bare chest. Rezi exclaimed favorably after sipping tea. I received a cup of tea that Rezi had drunk. The hot tea feels warm and adds to the delicious taste of the cigarette I'm smoking. I looked out the window. The sky is cloudy with gray clouds. The rain brought us to sleep last night. I went back to sipping hot tea. A good morning. But the favor will feel perfect if I start this morning with marijuana. But I was afraid to take him.

"Try how it feels to start the morning with a cup of tea" said Ripo asking for tea that I was holding.

Ripo joined in exclaiming favors, with a joke that agreed the words yanda earlier. We laughed. Start the morning togetherness.

My friends are busy talking about the game at noon. Regarding the bang yondra that will bring to increase the quota of players with the children of the field that last night became our test opponent. They also guess the opposing team from other areas. I was immersed in beauty outside the window. The roofs of the houses are lined, the hallways are sometimes traversed vehicles become a sight that makes my eyes like. My BlackBerry reads the BBM notification sign coming in. I took my BB out of my pants pocket.

"Good match" Nisa's message.

I smiled kissed. Annisa will also fight.  There is a DrumBand race at the provincial level. Annisa will also compete this morning in the muaro-city of kabuhpaten.

Annisa participates in DrumBand's extracurriculars by playing a pawnika instrument. Annisa said that if they win at the kabuhpaten level, they will appear at the provincial-Dipadang level.

"Jiahhhh, Annisa rusli" said Randa who was suddenly behind me. I was shocked. Randa laughed with satisfaction by calling out the name of Annisa.

"Annisa Rusli? The feeling of the cave knows the name" Dika memotak atik androidnya. "Here it is" said the enthusiast.

"Ping lansung dik" Rezi ruled.

I just laugh shyly laughing as they joke by discussing nisa. I choose to be silent not to serve my friends. Suddenly the door was opened.My cigarette was dead. Ripo and Rezi agile deadly fire roko smoking. Bang yondra's.

"Om jack is just fine" said ripo.

We exhaled a sigh of relief. Even though we have been given the green light to smoke, we are still reluctant to be caught smoking by bang yondra. Therefore we secretly smoke to appreciate the bang yondra as menajer.

Jack is laughing. "Relope. Bang yondra tell you to wait downstairs"

"Yes" said us and hurriedly walked out of the guesthouse. We sat down to enjoy the morning in a large guesthouse.

Right in front of the guesthouse gate, there is a temple as a place to worship Buddhists. The large pole is left and right before the entrance, as well as the ceiling and Chinese writing are given gold as the splendor of the temple. The temple looked quiet and empty. The large road in front of the guesthouse also looks quiet with occasional vehicles passing by. We set off from the guesthouse after the yondra bang came out of the mess.

Car back through red light docked on taplau street. The expanse of rocks covered by an elongated beach. Children wearing T-shirts with bags that are carried appear to fill a stall on the edge of the sea. Cars and motorcycles are parked on the road. Cars are entering the city crowd. The shophouses lined up to meet the sides of the street. We were busy watching the city streets.

"Our breakfast is yes" said bang yondra. "Find me breakfast om jack"

After twenty minutes down the town hall. We finally arrived at a chicken noodle shop. The tall building greeted us after getting out of the car. I was amazed to look up. Ibis. Yanda explained that ibis is a five-star hotel in the city of padang. The chicken noodle shop looks crowded. We sat at a long table. Someone asked for a porch cleaning table.

"Chicken noodles seven, Iced tea seven" said bang yondra.

The man nodded. Walk to prepare our order. Shortly after that, our order arrived. We finished the chicken noodles greedily.

"What is our opponent bang?" Ask yanda.

"Unknown, the system unplug the lot. There are 32 teams here. You guys have to win. If you lose, you're dead"

"The boy of the field also went to the bang" Rezi dared to ask.

"Yes, we're less. There are five students of Mr. Nanda who will join us"

We don't know anymore. Bang yondra and om jack are busy with their respective androids. We walked out the stall. Enjoy the view of the tall ibis hotel. Do not forget also we capture the moment together with the background of the ibis hotel. After thirty minutes had passed. We headed to the event location. The car went back across the highway. It was pretty far from the futsal where we played. Yanda and Randa exclaimed cheerfully as we entered the path of the hajj gor agus salim. Cars huddle with crowds of pedestrians and merchants on the side of the road.

It turned out that the futsal gor where we played was not far from stadium H. Agus Salim's. It's only 200 meters away. Om jack had to park his car a bit far because of the crowded and crowded visitors and pedangan in front of the stadium. We walked amid the crowds of other visitors. Street vendors along the street rake in their sales. They sell meadow cement trinkets. Yanda glimpsed in amazement at stadium H. Agus salim in front of us. In this stadium is a team kebangaan urang crew based; SemenPadang Fc.

Gor Tekap Bola looks crowded with guests from various regions. Bang Yondra told us to wait outside the gor. Bang yondra gathers all the terms-syarts for the tournament. He walked into the gor. Shortly after that Mr. Nanda approached us with his five proteges. We shook hands by mentioning each other's names. It is the fikri, boni, deno, panda and ucil who will be our team-mates. Bang Yondra was seen walking towards us with a flag. Sijunjung.

"Come in, the show will start" said bang yondra. We followed and stood among the guests from other regions. The event opened with a welcome from the political people of the perindo party. Then pull out the lot before the match. We played after three games. All great opponents.

****

In Mess, we rejoice to celebrate our victory. We made it to the final four after winning two games. In the first game we met with mentawai who we could beat so easily. While in the preliminaries we faced the western match that made the match a little fierce. Gol fikri and I became the saviors for our victory. We praise the greatness of the students of Pak Nanda who became our teammate.

"It is he who plays the ball only with futsal" Yanda said, "There is a ball field here"

"There's a big stadium" Sahut Rezi

"Not just anyone can play there zi. If yes, they have to pay the rent" Yanda ate a snack that she had bought on the way to the mess "With cement on course pay play in the stadium agus salim" continued yanda.

"Emang yes?" Rezi was curious

"The stadium agus salim had a PSP field" explained yanda.

The sound of the door being knocked cut off our conversation. Eto opened the door. Seen black body bang yondra at the door. He looks neat in a black OceanPacific shirt.

"You have your own dinner. Brother there needs to come out for a while with om jack" said bang yondra pulled out a wallet.

"Where's bang?" Ask ripo.

"Don't ask her where she is. Pamali" Sahut bang.

We laughed at the ripo. Bang Yondra took out a few pieces of money from her wallet. "It's enough for dinner and a pack of your cigarettes" said bang yondra putting the money on the bed.

"Abang go first yes, you guys play around and look at the taplau in the afternoon" Pamit bang yondra and passed.

Randa splits the money given by bang yondra. We got a piece of paper with a nominal fifty thousand for dinner. "Let's take a walk.we must celebrate this victory with happiness" Randa said.

We got out of the mess for a walk to get food. We passed the intersection after the red light. There are five gaps in the red light. We crossed the taplau street. A trayel motor club is training on the beach. We watched for a few minutes before continuing our journey. Dika and Rezi tell the story of a jasmine park not far from the waterfront. Dika and rezi say jasmine garden is identical to **************** that sells itself to guests who come.

The silhouette of yellowing twilight looks awesome on the western horizon. People were sitting on their heads along the coast. The rocks reached the middle of the sea. Waves are seen breaking with rocks that split the barrier.

Yanda invited us to see the monument in the newly built rugged muaro park yesterday. We finally arrived after 15 minutes of walking down the waterfront road.

"The new week was inaugurated by pak jokowi. April yesterday"

Muaro lasak beach monument crowded by visitors. Yanda pointed to the admiring monument as the emblem of the monument. Muaro lasak monument is almost similar to pancoran monument in Jakarta. The difference if poured pancoran is a statue of people, while the monument in the garden of muaro lasak is a pigeon. People capture the defeat of the sun that sinks on the sea floor with their cameras. After feeling satisfied, we again walked towards the mess before dark.

We chose satay to keep our stomachs hungry. After that we returned to kemess. The sky was filled with stars without months at night. It looks amazing from the glass window of the room that has not been covered with curtains. Phone's ringing. Annisa. I spent the night on the phone with Annisa.

Annisa told me with passion. My school's Drumband boy escapes to represent kabuhpaten. They have a general champion. I fell asleep feeling happy. I hope tomorrow's game wins.