BLUE METAVERSE

PAY TEAM MANAGER

The semifinal match is over. Class 10-1 will make sure to enter the final tomorrow. As soon as the celebration ended, Faiz immediately changed clothes and threw a tacky jersey with the words manager to an empty logistics cardboard.

“Come home, Bi. I need to get ready for the tournament. Kudu warm up first before starting the official match at 1 pm.”

It turns out that the universe war also has a warm-up session as well. Exactly sports yes. Many Pantes classify the online war games as e-sports.

“Go home first. Aunty still wants to watch the semi-final match of the 10-2 team against 11-3. Let's know the strength of the opponent in the final tomorrow.” replied Blue casually.

The blue still rests under a shady flamboyant tree. He has not yet wanted to go home, still waiting for the next volleyball game. The field is still crowded.

Yurika nudged Blue with her elbow. No matter what he wants, always try to get attention whenever Blue talks to his nephew. Sometimes like to smile himself looking at his nephew with a rather excessive sense of awe. Blue is uncomfortable.

"Let's go, Bi!" take Faiz with a louder tone.

"Auntie goes home alone." Blue still insisted on not getting out of her seat. For him it's important to watch this game to know the strength of the opponent in the final tomorrow.

Seeing his aunt and nephew being hard on each other, Rio approached Faiz and tried to mediate. “Let my Blue ones deliver to home, Iz. Guaranteed to go home no chafing let alone blisters.” said Rio relaxed

Faiz has been glaring. “At this school a lot of evil same my Aunt. What is the guarantee that he will not be scuffed or scuffed. Just entered school his bicycle tire was crammed. A month later it was hit by a dark impurity that until now the culprit is still mysterious. Just now my aunt humiliated a canned romp in front of a crowd. You can't protect my aunt?” Faiz challenged Rio with his eyes and my eloquent talk came out of his mouth like a pure Jakarta boy.

“Aunt you need to see the match of his opponent candidates in the final, Iz. You can't force her to go home either. Selfish is its name. Believe me the same! I will do my utmost to protect your Aunt. If you go home later Your aunt blisters or abrasions, I would like to be diapain aja same you.” Rio bought Faiz's challenge in a relaxed, but reassuring tone. He also dares to set up a body for Blue.

“OK. I'll hold your talk. If there's anything with my aunt, you're the one who has to take responsibility. Inget! YOU HAVE TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY."

Rio nodded. "Gue is ready for responsibility." Rio's dashing responsibility.

Faiz looked quite satisfied hearing Rio's reply.

“Faiz, tomorrow so our manager again yes.” pinta Yurika when Faiz is about to flip the body leaving the field area.

“Sorry, can't. Today's payment has not been accepted. Besides I have to train harder to qualify again at the end of the second round tournament.” Faiz replied without looking. He had taken a quick step towards the car park where Mr. Didin had been waiting for him since.

Yurika turned towards Blue. “Emang you paid him to be a shredder manager?’

Blue blushed. "He is indeed if doing something must be received in return. Counting the people."

“Paid how much?”

“Pay does not use money kok.” said Blue low. It's okay to lose hundreds of thousands on Faiz's shoes. Blue really. What matters now is that they have won. Blue sense the final match will not be as big as it was.

“Paid what?” Kikan approached because he was too curious.

“She asked for shoes.”

Yurika immediately looks very enthusiastic and curious. Anything about Faiz is always interesting for her to kidnap. “Shoes? What shoes? What's his leg number?”

“You want to buyin , Yur?”

Yurika blinked one eye. He waited patiently for Blue's reply. There is no harm if he can buy shoes for prospective high quality boy like Faiz. Who knows with that he could be close to Blue's handsome nephew.

Blue took the device and opened a message that Faiz had recently written about the brand and type of shoes he wanted. “He asked X Dior Air Jordan High Sneakers number 42.” replied Blue relaxed. He hoped that one of his friends would buy Faiz's shoes.

Everything was straight up. Domblong like a toothless cow. Blue cackling doesn't understand. While Yurika immediately gave up raising her hand. Yurika's face looked pitiful like a soldier who came home from losing before a match.

“Not wrong, Bi?” rio asked to make sure.

“Not wrong. Those are the shoes he wants. Why why?” Blue still does not realize the location of his stupidity.

“That shoes cost a pair about 150 million.”

“Crazy. Very expensive indeed paid volleyball team manager class 10-1. Not working until 2 hours just ask for 150 million hahaha.” comments Hani. He laughed while shaking his head.

“That's proof that our team is classy. Hahaha.” added Kikan proud. The girl laughed so hard that the team that was preparing to start the next match turned their heads towards them. I don't know. If you do not know, one would think Kikan possessed kuntilanak waiting for a flamboyant tree.

They stood leaving behind a flamboyant tree after hearing the sound of a long whistle marking the start of the next semi-final match.

“About Faiz would really call no, Bi?” rio asked curiously. It felt amused as he whispered too close to Blue's ear. The roar of his breath was tickling making Blue could not help but smile.

“Pastile. He cannot be promised. Will definitely continue.”

“So you have money to buy those shoes?”

“Ya is not. Buy only the ones in the Grass Market.”

Haha. The two laughed together.

"He must know that it was kw. What if he snags, huh?"

"Aduin' to his parents if he blackmails his aunt." Blue laughed again.

Although not too responding, actually in the heart Blue worried as well. Stupidly he did not know the price of the shoes his nephew wanted. Alamak apparently there are shoes that expensive.

"But Faiz did look very professional. His style and strategy of being a team manager looks classy. I think the value of the payment requested is reasonable, Bi."

"No need to mostly praise him, later brother Rio even inferior."

Rio chuckled again. He embraces Blue's shoulder to take him to sit watching the match in the top stands. In addition to shade, in the top stands are not crowded with alay supporters.

"Sister Rio won his futsal match?"

"Later final afternoon."

"What class?"

"Against class 11-3."

"So I want to watch."

"If you want to watch me pick it up. The match is in GOR futsal for Healthy Kids."

"No nicotine?"

"Nothing's been repotted for you, Bi."

Blue blushed, feeling flattered just by hearing such a simple sentence.

"It's late afternoon, isn't it?"

"The completion can be up Maghrib, Bi. Especially if there is an extension of time and a penalty shootout."

Blue weighing good bad. He'd better get permission from Ritha from now on.

While watching, Blue typed a message on Ritha. I hope Ritha gives her permission this time. He really wanted to watch and support Rio in the final futsal class meeting. Counting in return for today Rio already supported him even though his opponent was Rio's own class team.

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Happy blue-blue💞, but don't ask to rush ya. Just enjoy the groove🙏