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A Futsal Child

"How'd it go?"

Brian has trouble finding a way to get Wendy back to Yuna. But Gilang, the love jockey, had planned something to bring them back together.

In a meeting at a stall that is not at all closed, the plan is directly discussed to the two members.

"Mom, buy the softex 3000."

"How much salt is it?"

"Si Wendy should. later I..."

No matter who was shopping, Gilang in detail explained and answered every question that came up for his plan.

"Okay, I'll send Yuna a message." Brian types a message on his phone, asking Yuna for free time to ask him to meet.

Before long hanging out there, the three of them went home to each other. Brian sat with his legs dangling over the balcony. He is still with his goal, many interesting features that he can now play.

"Wahh.. There is an ero game here, try ah..."

In his solitude, Brian plays an adult game on his phone. In the middle of the game, he saw the car that Sinta was riding just coming. Sinta who was still wearing a good High School sergam did not turn her head at all and went straight into her house.

The wind on the balcony made Brian feel comfortable. The shadow of a lush tree kept his phone screen looking bright like it was indoors. He forgot that yesterday he had promised to help his mother's work, all this freedom made Brian's attention unshakeable.

'Ah gapapa deh, besides later I will also work to help Mother.'

Finishing playing the game, Brian felt there was a slight turmoil of lust within him. But Brian knew that col* wasn't good. Looking at the already shady sky, that afternoon Brian was intending to exercise outside.

"Mom, Brian's gonna run for a second." Surrounding the complex, Brian with his t-shirt and shorts ran casually.

A scene of eyewash, the handsome man with a high posture looked hot with his body already soaked by sweat.

"Bright..."

On the side of the road near a field, he jostled to rest his two exhausted legs. The groove of his calf is muscular, smooth without a single visible feather. He always shaves his feathers including fur anu because he does not want to look old.

Suddenly someone came to her resting self.

"Hey, that kid over there, huh? Want to follow futsal? We need people too." Take a man who looks older than him.

Brian saw a bunch of teenagers in the same uniform begin to gather in the field. Brian does not know who they are, he never hangs out with people around here.

"Byeah," trying to blend in with them, Brian also wanted to enjoy the outdoor time for longer.

Brian rarely works out with games like this. Mostly, he only exercises his physical muscles at home or at the gym. But the game is not too bad, it seems he is a little stiff because he is mingling with people he does not know.

They are not having a game, there they are training together, so Brian can also play.

"Is there a cell phone number? Coach agreed that you'd be on our team."

"Oh, there's."

The day was so tiring, the sky was getting dark and Brian was just getting home. Luckily Brian had his phone with him, so he could tell Mom first. It is complicated and troublesome, but a mother will definitely worry about her child.

After the shower, Brian's body came back fresh. After a few hours of exercise, his mind became clear again. Brian was lying on his bed and still glued to his goal.

Brian is engrossed in playing with his new phone, watching and playing games online via a wi-fi connection at his home. After a while, a call from Sinta came in, and he remembered that he had ignored the messages coming from his chat application.

"Brian, what are you doing? I see you're on your phone, don't you see the message coming from me?" Saying love from inside the phone.

"Ah, sorry Sinta, I forgot. I just got home from futsal practice this afternoon." Brian felt he did not need to apologize about this, but from his tone he already knew that Sinta was angry with him.

"Hmm... since when did my boyfriend become a futsal kid?" Sinta was astonished.

"Since this afternoon." Brief Brian Speaks.

"Ohh... So, how? Do you want to accept my invitation?"

"Do what? I haven't read it yet, let me see." Brian tried to see the contents of the message, but suddenly Sinta shouted from inside the phone.

"Don't turn the phone off!" Sinta's screams made Brian re-attach his pons to near the ear.

"Don't turn off the phone, I want to sleep while listening to your voice" Sinta said from behind the phone.

"Ah, well Sinta, what should I talk about?"

"Try to sigh 3 times." Sinta's strange request makes Brian want to turn off the phone.

"Ah ah ah," said Brian without a tone.

"Don't you, that's not it! Gini nih, ahh. ahh.. ahh.." Sinta's spoiled voice finally came out.

Brian's feathers stood up, and made the Revelation almost stand up. Sinta's words were so deep and melodious in the ears. Brian wanted to listen to that voice again until he fell asleep.

"Love, it's night, you better get some sleep." Brian sok iye.

"Then sing me hundreds of songs, if I don't sound it means I'm asleep!" Sinta's words made Brian could not refuse, rather than having to sigh, he better sing even though Sinta asked not one, but hundreds of songs.

A beautiful but irregular sound reached Sinta's phone. There was the occasional sound of Sinta's little laughter from the phone. But Brian ignored him and continued his singing. He used his earphones and saw some of the song lyrics he found on search engines.

Although Brian did not know the intonation, no doubt, after finishing one song he immediately went to the next song. The sip had started to dry and Brian picked up a glass of water that was near his sleeping lamp.

"Love, are you asleep?" Said Brian with a whisper, he did not want Sinta to wake up again and told him to sing.

There was not a single word from inside the phone, all Brian could hear was the sound of Sinta's breath. When the time was 10 o'clock, Brian turned off his phone and lay down to pull his blanket.

"Love, good night." Said Brian, but he turned off the phone. Brian fell asleep after getting tired of singing some songs for Sinta.

Behind a blanket that had warm air in it, Brian had a dream in his sleep.

"Come on, even faster..."