DORM WITHOUT CONTAINER

CHAPTER 67: TWO NUMBERS

The clock has already shown the number six in the afternoon. Ilham was still sitting on his bed while daydreaming. Both legs that he bent still he tied with both hands since he came home from school earlier. His gaze had not moved a single moment from the window of his dorm room. His feelings are still mixed, sad, shocked, angry, disappointed turbulent uncertain. Yesterday's events still danced in his mind, making his head still feel dizzy.

The game is two weeks away. That's what's on his mind now. In no more than fourteen days he will compete at the Dwi Citizens High School against Fauzi Rizal, the captain of his school's basketball team before he enters. I don't know, Ilham wasn't even sure everything would be okay with this.

***

"Brach...!"

Ilham immediately stepped away from his seat and stepped forward to take the results of his semiannual rest week of Pathophysiology. As soon as he got to the front, his Pathophysiology teacher seemed to shake his head while thrusting out his replay paper. "Study more diligently."

Inspiration was silent to hear it. He stared for a moment at the thick red ink written there, then immediately returned to his seat. He remained silent as long as his teacher continued to call the other students. This is already the third replay value that has dropped dramatically. Yesterday, the results of the Perkesmas and Gerontiknya also can not be said to be satisfactory.

"Ham, what's wrong with you? Elo value is not substandard, right?” whispered Rosa suddenly.

Inspiration looks towards him. He shook his head, then handed over his paper for his friend to see and went back to daydreaming for himself.

"Seven five. This is good enough, Ham. Although not as high as usual, haven't you tried?" said Rosa put the paper back on the table Ilham, then looked at Ilham who was still busy daydreaming. He shook his head. "Ham, you don't have to worry. I definitely understand the feeling of elo, the burden of elo and the dense activities of elo, God willing I will help." Rosa Say.

Inspiration smiles. No, that's not what makes his heart uneasy. Inspiration is more worried about his friends. Have they not been kind enough to take their time to study together in order to increase the value of the semester? And the number seven-five on his replay paper was clearly far from expectations. Ilham felt that he had wasted the good intentions of his four friends all this time. He should be better than seven-five.

It's nobody's fault. This is not the fault of his friends, his basketball, his OSIS even his lover Rosa who has always reminded him. It's just his own fault. He's not the lazy type. He always studied at night to learn lessons. He had also studied together with his friends until the sky was dark. However, in addition to all that, he also let the terrible event control his mind until the material he had mastered lost all of his brain when the day of repetition arrived. This is not inspiration. It is not like an Inspiration who can always divide the time in all the many activities. 

Rosa sighed seeing her best friend flinch during her Pathophysiology lesson. Same exact time as the Surgical Science lesson yesterday. He patted his girlfriend's shoulder slowly.

"It seems that elo needs enlightenment. What if after basketball we go to the back garden of the dorm?" Rosa's sweet smile calmed her lover.

Inspiration smiled, then nodded slowly.

***

Mr. Ridwan was sitting leisurely in his chair when Ilham approached him in the teacher's room. Fortunately, the teacher room was quiet, there were only a few teachers there because there were no teaching hours. It also sits far from Mr. Ridwan. That way, Ilham can freely explain his intention to come to the basketball coach.

"Ilham's? You're not playing with your friends?" asked Mr. Ridwan in shock when he saw one of his students appear before him during a break like this.

Ilham. "Do you have any time after basketball?" Inspiration continued to ask.

Mr. Ridwan nodded. "of course. Father did nothing. What's the matter, Ilham?"

"There's something I want to talk to you about." Ilham.

***

"Remember, Inspiration as a Small Forward, besides, you also have to guide your friends. Toni as Shooting Guard because you're good at three-pointers. I'm counting on you to score additional numbers under certain circumstances. Made as Center because you can definitely fight physically with others. But remember, do not make a violation. Sam alternates with Nugroho, you as the Power Forward, you have to keep the ball so that it is not captured by the hands of the enemy. And automatically Jhon as Point Guard. Any question?" Obviously Mr. Ridwan.

"No, Sir!" exclaim all members of the White Team compact.

"Well, then we'll play against Vishnu's team, as always. And you guys don't take it for granted because it's still practice. Consider the Super Eagle team Wisnu team as a Dwi Citizens High School team to encourage yourself. Ready it?" Continue mr. Ridwan.

"Ready, Sir!" exclaim White Team, Eagle Super Team with its captain Vishnu and his friends.

Everyone immediately ran towards the field and occupied their respective positions. While other friends including the women's basketball team just sit on the sidelines and watch them. After Mr. Ridwan threw his basketball up, Ilham and Vishnu, the representatives of their respective teams immediately jumped to try to take the ball. And finally Ilham managed to take it.

The training match began...!!!

Immediately dribble the ball quickly. The original plan was to get Toni to score from close range. He throws the ball at Toni when the ring is near. However, his plan was hindered because Toni was confronted by many opponents so he could not carelessly make a shot. Toni stops in place while still dribbling the ball. His eyes glanced right and left while trying to step right and left to escape, but nothing worked.

"Tons!" suddenly Made waved both of his hands high to attract Toni's attention. Without thinking much more, Toni immediately jumped up high and threw her ball towards Made. Some opponents immediately tried to block Made's move.

The members of the exkulbasket instantly cheered excitedly...!!!

Many times Made berkelit assisted with Nugroho and Jhon who helped maintain his position until finally he was free from the opponent's obstacles and immediately shot towards the ring from the area of two-point shots. And.. come in! Two points for White Team. 

The members of the basketball exkul instantly cheered...!!!

"Good shot, De!" jhon said giving high five to Made.

"Focus!" imham from a distance.

"Ready, captain!" Jhon and Made immediately returned to their respective places.

Now the ball is on Vishnu's Super Eagle team. One of the members is dribbling the ball with his friends who also keep their area so that it can not be blocked by the White Team. Inspiration and Toni were already waiting under the ring for the defense. While Nugroho, Jhon and Made are busy stopping opponents from approaching the ring, especially to score.

"Come, spirit!!" there was a loud cry of cheering spectators who were in action on the field. They don't care how tired they yell, the important thing is that they're excited. "The Spirit of the Super Team Eagle!! The spirit of White Team!!”

The ball is now in the hands of Inspiration. With nimble he ran until his opponent could not catch up to him so that the area in front of him was free. He dribbled the ball up to his team's ring and lay-up smoothly. Two more numbers for White Team!