Forced Love

Forced Love
Chapter 34. Accompanying Futsal



It was getting late and dark, I was still in the classroom because the lecture was still not finished. Dhito's been noisily telling me he's in futsal. 


"I haven't finished college. Patience first yes.. How many hours are you playing there?" I immediately replied to her BBM chat.


"Yeah yaudah gapapa can not be forced also there is still a lecture kamunya.. Well, I've been playing for 2 hours..." 


"Jaudah be patient, Oh, Dhit... It's me still in college. Easy - I hope it's done soon." 


It turned out that an hour later I just finished college, finally after finishing college I immediately rushed home first and hoped that the futsal place of Dhito was still there. 


Right there, I immediately notified Dhito.


"Dhit, I've arrived.. You where?" 


While waiting for Dhito's news, I went straight inside. I kept looking for where Dhito was and it turned out he was in the back court. 


"Rl.." Shouted Dhito from the field.


I approached him immediately too.


"I'm sorry I just got here at this hour.. Is it done, huh?" I spoke with a face of regret.


"Father dear.... Not yet, within an hour...." Dhito replied with a smile.


"Alhamdulillah if that is so..." 


"Jaudah yuk here goes to the sidelines...." Said Dhito while holding my hand.


I was a little embarrassed when he took my hand and there were a lot of friends who saw me and Dhito.


"Known... It's my Riri girl.." Dhito said while introducing me to his resting friends.


"Ririiiii.." Friend - friend with a smile.


"Haiy..." Sapaku while smiling shyly. 


"Sit here Ri.." Said one of Dhito's friends.


"Thank you, yeah.." Answer me with a smile.


They just returned my words with a smile.


"Let's play us again, there's an hour left, right?" Sahut Dhito invited his friends. 


Dhito also played again to the middle of the field with his friends, but make no mistake... He is a goalkeeper not a player. I used to call him Captain Futsal because he was good at guarding the goal hehehe... Even he looks cool on the field, every friend - his friend tried to put the ball into the goal he was good at catching and fending it off. 


"Eh the Dhito is good at playing it.." Said one of Dhito's friends sitting next to me. 


"Yeah..." Answer his friend again.


I forgot at that time what a friend's name Dhito was, not given clearly whose name he was. Because at that time I was focused on seeing Dhito play. 


After an hour, Dhito and his friends finished playing futsal. 


"Oh yes, Dhit, I was taking you for a drink. It's..." I said as I pulled out some drinking water in my bag.


"Ihhh the time of Dhito doang that is brought." One of Dhito's friends.


"I'm sorry I just bought one..." My answer.


"Hahaha yaa gapapa kok Ri's.. Kidding me.." 


"Thank you dear..." Answer Dhito. 


"Yes the same - equally dear.." Answer me with a smile. 


"How will you go home? I can't bring you.. I am trying to get me." Clearly Dhito with a sad face.


"What is easy is mah... This deket.. I can ride the angkot.. Or walk ahead there too deket." 


"Ih sih walking time.. I didn't know you took the angkot first yes I just walked home." 


"Honey.. Just relax... You go home first... You must be tired. "I used to go home from Malem gini. If the angkot ride nuh nanggung..."


"No, I'm worried about you Ri. Don't yaa please..." Dhito. 


"Darling... Don't worry about it ah...I'm very ordinary... You just calm down..."


Dhito sighed and he seemed to have given up because I insisted on walking to the front of the Kalimalang highway towards my house.


"You don't have to be afraid, I'll tell you when you get home." 


"Jaudah jude.. I can no longer argue with you. This is me waiting for me. I got in the first place, huh?" 


"Yeah gapapa... It's there... Later news - just say yes dear."


"Yeah.. You are heart.."


"Ready Captain.." Answer me with a smile.


Dhito smiled, then he left me with his friend. I walked forward by myself, and I was very happy to walk. Even if the angkot ride was nanggung because it was close. In front of the highway I sometimes ask to pick up Mama, Mr or Pakde Dimas.