DORM WITHOUT CONTAINER

CHAPTER 72: A BEAUTIFUL DREAM

"You don't have to get out of the first team." Say Father Ilham suddenly.

Inspiration raised his eyes to hear his words. She couldn't believe what she had just heard from my own mouth.

"Why?"

"Your fight is long enough, Ham. Since long ago, you've always maintained your hobby, even if it's going to disappoint Dad. The proof you showed me today is enough. An injury to your leg, your persistence at your game today made Dad realize that you and basketball have become one soul. Inseparable again.” said his father with a smile. He holds both of his sons shoulders. "You can play basketball with your friends, Ham!"

"But, all this time..."

"Yes, I know. I always forced you to stay away from basketball. It's all because I don't want you to be disappointed later on. I used to have a basketball-savvy friend like you, Ham. He even got to join National Basketball. But, unfortunately he met a cheating opponent, his leg was injured in the match. And until now, he could not play basketball anymore because of a severe injury to his leg." explained his father while removing his hand from the shoulder of Ilham.

Everyone was silent to hear the confession of his father Ilham, especially Ilham of course. Now Ilham understands...! Why all this time his father was forcing them to stay away from basketball. It was all just a form of affection for his children. He just doesn't want Inspiration to be wretched because of basketball. All this time they've been wrong to assume Dad didn't support them for no reason.

Inspiration bowed her head, feeling guilty to her father.

"Ilham." said his father later. "You can forgive me, can't you?"

Inspiration is silent to hear it. However, a few seconds later, his body seemed to tremble. There was a sound of stuffing behind his bowed face. Everyone there was shocked to hear the sound.

Inspiration crying!

His father breathed. He pulled the body of Inspiration closer towards him. He hugged his youngest child tightly and stroked his back so he wouldn't cry. Everyone there smiled at the scene. Even Rosa to the point of shedding her tears from being moved. This was what he had hoped to happen all along. Inspiration and Dad finally made up.

"Thank you, Dad...!" ilham said on the sidelines of her cries. "Inspardon Inspiration."

His father nodded. "It's okay, Inspiration. I should have apologized to you for being rude to you. I shouldn't be so insistent on not doing what you like." His father said, Wise Inspiration.

Everyone remained silent at the scene of the heartwarming scene, letting the two dissolve in happiness. After some time, Nugroho, Jhon, Made, Toni, Sam and Vishnu just walked closer to Ilham and Father to encourage their friends. They pat Ilham's shoulders and ruffled his hair while laughing. Not only Ilham who is happy to be able to make up with his father, they are also happy because that means Ilham will not come out of the White Team. He remains the captain of the basketball team as well as their best friend.

"Here, don't cry, Ham. Aren't you ashamed of us? The captain's childhood basketball son who was strong and patient actually cried like a child?" ask Jhon while laughing. He stuck the head of Ilham slowly.

"Truely it!" made agreed.

Inspiration smiles. Her cheeks were slightly flushed hearing that. He immediately wiped away his tears with his hands and embraced his friends. He looked at his father with a smile, then said to him, "Can they stay at home today, we are given compensation from the school can rest at home one day?" Dad smiled. He nodded his head steadily.

Everyone cheered happily while raising their hands together. The day of the match ended with a feeling of relief and happiness. Jhon, Made, Nugroho, Sam, Toni and Vishnu join his father Ilham's car, together to the house for fun. On that day, not even until midnight was anyone willing to close his eyes. I don't want to miss a second of the joy around them. 

***

Fauzi Rizal silently watched his father from earlier pacing in front of him. Ever since they came home from school, his father hadn't opened his mouth at all. He did not touch anything that came out of his son's mouth. And that attitude made Fauzi Rizal even more upset with his father. Even now he can't go up to his room. The living room of his house, which is usually empty, is now filled with families. Fauzi Rizal was seen standing next to the sofa, while his mother was sitting nearby. 

"Zi...!" his father finally opened his mouth. "She's really disappointed in you."

Fauzi Rizal was silent. With a flat face he threw his face away.

His father looked at his son's face patiently. "Well, you really want to win that match. But, that doesn't mean you can wear such a bad way. Good thing it's just blisters and sprains, what if the wound is worse?" Obviously his father Fauzi Rizal.

Fauzi Rizal kept his mouth locked.

"Actually, what's going on between you and Inspiration? Do you feel a deep grudge against Ilham and his friends?" ask his father again. He looked at his son with a probing face. "Or didn't you accept their treatment when they were in school with you?" Continue Father.

"Their father knew for himself how they treated me back when I was their captain!" fauzi Rizal said. "They even had the heart to fire me from the captaincy!" Further.

"Yes, Papa knows that. You play alone on the field. Then, your friends get angry and end up secretly filing for re-election of basketball captain. And finally, the coach replaces your position with someone else's. That's what makes you mad, isn't it?" ask Dad. 

"I really hate them, Pah! They don't appreciate me at all!" Fauzi Rizal again.

"Yes. You hate your old friends. But, Inspiration does not belong to them, Zi. So, you really have no reason to harm her. You shouldn't have done that!" his father said back. "What mistake did Inspiration do to you?" Ask Dad.

"He is not included! But I will always hate anyone who sided with my old basketball team! Especially a boy like Inspiration!" fauzi Rizal. "He doesn't deserve to be captain. His abilities are even much lower than mine. What can they expect from a junior for their basketball core team?" Fauzi Rizal.

"Why did Papah defend them anyway?!" fauzi Rizal shouted. He stood up and held his two shoulders so that his emotions did not explode. Fauzi Rizal looked really upset and had yet to realize his mistake.

"Fauzi. Forget what they have done to you. But take a lesson from there. Look inside yourself, check your life. What have you done until they can do something like that? Why can't others ever appreciate you? If you do that, you'll understand why Papah isn't happy that you won the game today" his father said firmly. Then, he went inside, leaving Fauzi Rizal with his Mom. 

***

"Good!" shouted Mr. Ridwan when Ilham managed to do a good left lay-up during basketball exkul. He thumbs up to her. "Okay, it's your turn Made!"

Made advanced from the sidelines, while Ilham returned to the ranks. Yes, now they are alternating lay-ups to practice foot techniques so that they are all more proficient. Not only the core team, their friends in the men's basketball experience also participated in the exercise. And of the many basketball kids who have advanced, almost everyone already knows how to do lay-ups. How his legs, his hands and others. It's just that they still need a lot of practice to be truly proficient in the technique.

The exercise lasted for half an hour. After practicing many times, Mr. Ridwan immediately gathered them in the middle of the field for shooting practice. Each of them should be able to make a shot of two numbers to three numbers. And their chances are only five times. Twice for close range, three times for long distance. While one person was training, the other sat on the sidelines cheering while waiting for his turn.

"Please, Jhon" said Mr. Ridwan let Jhon start.

Jhon. He immediately dribbled the ball that was in his hand and then threw the ball into the ring. With five occasions, he could enter twice the melee and once the long distance. After that, there is Inspiration that can enter four times in a row. Unfortunately the last shot only hit the lip of the ring. Then, Nugroho, Toni, Sam the other children, until finally the clock shows at half-four.

"All right! Before today's practice closes, you want to announce something interesting for all of you" Mr. Ridwan said with a smile. "You must be confused, no, why is today's practice different from usual? I deliberately didn't tell you first, so you guys excited about the exercise." Continue Mr. Ridwan.

"What's wrong, sir?" ask Toni curiously.

Mr. Ridwan smiled at Toni's question. He saw one by one the basketball children who also put on curious faces. He sighed for a moment, then immediately said, "So, actually you want to see the ability of each of you. Of you all, you will choose thirty children to participate in the tournament in the next few months. Basketball Tournament between High School and its Equivalents Se-Lampung!" Evidently.

"God!" all the basketball kids. Their tired faces instantly turned bright.

"REally?!" nugroho said with a happy face. "Well, such big tournaments are usually monitored by national coaches!" Further.

"God! So cool!" said another child.

"Silence, calm! Relax all!" said Mr. Ridwan while laughing at the enthusiasm of his children. "Consideration, thanks to all of you've worked hard, you've proven to all of us the board teachers by keeping your grades down despite being busy with basketball and other activities, Inspiration has also made good planning for OSIS and the efforts of friends girls' who are really unexpected. You also seem to be obliged to thank Rosa, Rina and Vina who can convince Mr. Headmaster so that he allows us to participate in the Basketball Tournament between High School and Equivalence Se-Lampung. And remember! if you want to be one of those thirty kids, you have to train hard for next Monday. Because next Monday, you will hold a match during exkul. From there you will choose thirty children. Understood?" Obviously Mr. Ridwan.

"Understand me, sir!" all cheerful basketball kids.

'Okay, you can go home now! Everybody disperse! Shouted Mr. Ridwan again.

All the basketball kids immediately disbanded and immediately cleaned up their belongings. This time no one complained about being tired. Even Nugroho is still very excited. The news brought by Mr. Ridwan actually gave a hunk of energy into their bodies. Not only the men's basketball team, the women's basketball team was also trained to participate in the tournament. Inspiration and her friends kept on smiling until they separated. Even Rosa, Rina and Vina who picked up Ilham and friends on the field also smiled with their success to get permission to participate in the Basketball Tournament.

***

"Basketball Tournament between High School and Equivalent Se-Lampung" Made said as he stared at the ceiling.

"Yes. Finally we managed to convince everyone to be able to enter the Great Tournament. It's fun, isn't it?" Ilham.

"of course. The tournament was different than the match with Fauzi Rizal's school yesterday. One Lampung will compete. And we have to try to beat them all" Made said. He took another breath and looked at his friend. "Our adventure will begin again, Ham."

Inspiration looks back. He was smiling. "Yes. An adventure that will be very exciting, of course, which drains a lot of energy and concentration!" Clearly Inspiration.

"It's possible that Toni's hopes of getting to the National Level could be granted." Made.

"Hopefully. If I could, I would also like to be with all of you at the national level. Even abroad" said Ilham again. 

"What does Elo mean if you can? We certainly can. Aren't we always together? As long as we remain a team, we can do anything. Everything will be fine, Ham" Made said.

Inspiration laughs little. "Yes, you're right, De."

"Here you go, let's go to bed. It's already night. We have to apple tomorrow morning." Made was happy.

"Come on. Good night, De." Speak of Inspiration at last.

"Yes, good night, Ham." Inspiration and Made turned their bodies in different directions and immediately hugged the bolster. Soon, the two fell asleep with the beautiful dreams they should have.