Gabril - Crown Or Arena
At that time
A burst of AC that released a collection of cold air had already filled the room. The girl was wearing white clothes with the ends of her arms and legs open wide.
With her tiny hands she slowly tied a long pitch-black belt that began to be wrapped around her waist. Gabril tucked his long blonde hair back.
“Udah ready yet?” sassi's soft voice walked sweetly into the ears as his footsteps slowly descended the bunch of stairs.
Gabril nodded slowly while wrapping both of his arms in a thin white cloth that already looked dull and dirty by the dust.
“Kakak so aja?” Gabril stared at Sassi's clothes using black skirt and panel box – green box.
“The reason why? Who wants to practice you.”
Sassi pulled out a matic motor parked on the first floor of the GYM. The new clock shows at 5:20, the sky – the sky is still covered with thick clouds and fog scattered throughout the city. The cold outdoors is much more piercing than the AC that lights up inside.
The two girls walked down the streets of the city that was still empty of visitors, street lights lined up on the right and left, the light dimmed and twinkled.
Some people were seen running in their gym clothes, some were relaxing sitting in a food stall while sipping warm tea.
“What time you'll be home, let brother pick you up entar.” Sassi stared at his motor spy. “No, I'll go home by myself.” Cetus Gabril fast.
The girl is sometimes upset with the attitude of Sassi who still treats her like a child who needs a lot of attention.
“Yaudah, but you do not stop by where –, where do you go home do not malem malem ngerti?”
“Why sak, I think very scared, I am already big no longer a new child graduated sd kak, what to fear.?”
“Later you digondol people.” Answer Sassi with a flat face. Gabril chuckled at Sassi's worries. Some people who want to break this one girl.
***
Wheel turns were stopped in front of a large building similar to an airplane hangar. After quite a long journey the two girls reached their destination.
Local taekwondo martial club, some people with similar appearance like Gabril have arrived, sitting on the front door steps and already there are starting to practice with friends – his own friends.
“Sister stay first yes, inget you know Gabril, do not go where – where if you have come home, go straight home!” Sassi gave a blue headdress to Gabril who seemed to ignore the words of Sassi.
Gabril walked down the wide front yard when Sassi was already away with his bike. Some stairs and spacious pages that are plain without decoration are deliberately made so that people – people can practice outside.
A hand lamb is seen thrown for Gabril along the way, the girl has many friends.
“Waw... cinderella has come here, very tumben dateng morn.” Gabril cried to a woman who was busy picking up exercise equipment, Isabel.
“Mending help, dateng – dateng already looking for problems aja.” Cetus Isabel without turning his face.
Isabel served as a close friend of Gabril from the first time they both entered the taekwondo club. Mature brown skin complete with slightly white yellow hair makes it admired and always approached by a group of men.
Unlike Gabril who is always feared even shunned because of his rough nature which is extreme enough for the size of women by all the boys in the taekwondo club.
“Bel, come here a minute deh.”
“Ngapain, I'm busy ah, if the trainer comes with the tool is not ready then I have to spray again.”
“HAHH???...you want to run away again?” exclaim Isabel lantang.
“Suttt.jangan kenceng – kenceng teriakaknya later there are horrors.”
Isabel rubbed her head until her yellow hair was a little messy. “This week you have been absent twice, you want to miss again today, there is a coach who can contact your brother later.”
“Duhh pliss Yes Bel, you love what alesan is, really, next week I am full present.”
“No you have to enter.”
Gabril tried to persuade his best friend, sweet seduction ala local crocodile, iming imingi gifts, to invite tract. But all failed, Isabel is not the type of person who is easily consumed by seduction.
“Just have to go in, don't want to know.” Isabel walked away from Gabril who was still trying to persuade him not to take part in the exercises.
Isabel is one of the club leaders in charge of listing the students who take part in the training, with Isabel who has been friends with Gabril for quite a while sometimes making Gabri act arbitrarily.
“By yes, this time it's a very important bell, next week I'm full present deh.” But the word – sweet word Gabril came to a halt when Isabel was sturdy with her choice.
***
The clock shows at nine, – students who had gathered in the front yard are now crowded into the building, ranging from children, teenagers, and even adults.
Isabel was still busy with the sheet of paper before her, her arms crossing out the white paper with various lists of names and dates.
He was about to stand up when something stuck in his mind. Gabril wasn't in the room.
He immediately stood looking for his best friend throughout the place. Bathroom, field, hall, up, changing room.
He stopped when he saw Gabril's locker, a piece of paper taped using brown duct tape in some parts. Small writing that is a little messy but still legible.
You are the best person, I go for a while to Bel, I will make my promise next week well, greetings your best friend gabril.
Isabel let out a long sigh after reading the sheet, Gabril was really reckless to run and did not participate in the training today. He could only watch Gabril's behavior.
Without long Isabel returned and rewrote the attendance list and included Gabril in it. Although the girl tried to be firm, but her idealism was always torn down by the smile and sweet promise from Gabril.
“Why should I know the girl, sometimes very good sometimes also nyebelin for mercy.”
Outside the Gabril building running fast through the narrow alleys full of garbage. Passing through a group of people who are crammed.
“Not late, can't be late.”
The small door flanked by two large buildings opened violently, running with all its might following the fast winding path.
At the end of the room, dozens of people immediately looked at Gabril as he exited a small street corner inside the old-looking building.
People quickly moved wide giving way to Gabril. The high ring is box-shaped, the rope is thick as a buffer with a woman who is already standing inside her.
