Grizzled
Episode 28's
Next I was caught in the middle of a wave of audience enthusiasm ahead of the third quarter. The cheerleader show fills the break. The scoreboard still shows a completely unbalanced number. It will take a hard fight for my school team to surpass it, but hopefully with the joining of Eagle – which seems to be very expected– will help a lot.
The third quarter begins. It's surprising, there's no change in the formation of players from my school team, either, but someone who was with me for a while seemed to be on the bench wearing the black-and-black basketball outfit typical of our school along with several others. Maybe he does not want to play because he is not healthy. Eagles are not the type of people who like to embarrass teams and the people who support them.
At least the game's plot started to side with us. Slowly the score rises, although the opposing team also often occasionally passes the attack. It seems a little underestimating and expecting it is impossible for my school team to surpass them. However, a secret weapon should indeed be placed at the end for a shocking cover attack ‘kan?
Five minutes after struggling to catch the score in the third quarter, a change of players for my school team. Player number eighteen came out, replaced by player number twenty-two.
“That's Brother Eagle!” exclaimed the boy earlier, so admiring the player who had just entered the field with his sleepy face, truly the hallmark of an Eagle. Occasionally relaxes his muscles then he appears alert.
The game continued. Initially the Eagle played quite naturally, not at all as flashy as the rumored mainstay player. However, I think that's exactly what he is, invisible to infiltrate the opponent's defense. Has a good balance and flexibility in the elbow and wrist, making long-distance shots never miss. I also understand why of the many reserve players only the Eagle is the most expected. The remaining five minutes felt quick, as quickly as the numbers on the scoreboard slowly began to balance. The third quarter is over, but the spirit of the supporters from my school is not.
“Waw, heroes do always come later ‘kan?” knock someone beside me.
“Wwaw how great you can find me among thousands of people here, Yas!” my answer. Yasinta just chuckled.
“Easy once, when Eagle Dirgaraja play, Shira must be in the front stands,” grinnya ignorant.
“I'd rather you stay away from me and work at PMR. It was more useful than just mocking me,” I replied without taste.
“Wah, unfortunately my job is done. Anyway, I'm not happy to tease you. No exclamation, no reaction!” the answer.
“Then from that, shut up!”
“But really, Ra! I've never known a talented eagle to play basketball. Even in gym class, he doesn't like to show off his skills. It is only natural that many are surprised by its appearance now. You're not surprised, Ra?”
“Why be surprised? Everyone must have hidden potential, that's the usual thing,” I replied.
“Iya, anyway! Maybe the Eagle doesn't like being the center of attention either. After this he will definitely be famous, so the idol that his fans contact, especially the girls. Well, can I imagine the Eagle will drive them away with his grim and jutek face, hahaha!” yasinta's laughter engulfed the crowd's cheers as the final quarter of the match began. I also wondered why I did not react to Yasinta's words.
The formation of players changed a lot. Our school team's game is getting better. The numbers on the scoreboard are in pursuit, playing the heart beat of supporters on both sides. I laughed a little and left the place.
“Where are you going, Ra? More fun, know!” yasinta Reprimand. I just shook my head.
“I already know how it ends later,” I replied then completely left the stands. The low cheer of the audience did not diminish as I moved away from the place.
“Oh, I guess because you don't like to see the Eagle will be invaded by his new fans,” said Yasinta smiling sideways when I was far enough away and couldn't hear it.
***
Instead of watching the badminton match I wanted from the start, I stepped into the teacher's room in the front building away from the center of the crowd. I almost forgot, I have a debt to Miss Lis. It will be long if I don't hand over my PR immediately yesterday.
However, my discovery here was truly shocking. The empty teacher room left a rush of AC that seemed to forget not to be turned off. Ah, nevermind! What to regret? In an event like today who wants to be so busy in the office? The teachers also wanted to see a match or a collapse at home because there was no KBM. The PR book of the priest quota just like that on the table of Bu Lis, immediately turned around then shocked by the unusual feeling with the appearance of someone.
“Yeah, Miss Lasmi!” I cried while stroking the chest. This person always appeared in an unusual way, with a sinless face anyway.
“I was surprised because previously there was no one then without the cue Miss Lasmi just appeared,” I replied.
“If your business is done, please come out,” the answer is flat. I took a deep breath and immediately raised my leg. Why do I need to be kicked out?!
Scroll over the watch, the basketball game should be over, but I don't intend to go back to the gym. Especially from the commotion I heard it seemed like there was a problem related to the outcome of the match, I don't know what. I'd better not go back there. Before going home, I stopped by the bathroom for a while. A completely unnatural aroma is smelled, not the pessing or disgusting smell typical of the bathroom, but the smell of cigarette smoke. My feet had already stepped following the source of this smell, to the back of a row of bathrooms that were just dirty narrow hallways.
I shouldn't have come here just to secretly catch a bunch of kids playing cards with lit cigarettes in their hands. Not to mention the empty bottles of drink scattered which I clearly recognize as prohibited items in this school. One of them cheered while scooping the pile of money while the other few looked disappointed. This is what happens in the most hidden corners when there are big moments out there. I wonder why the security forces haven't found them yet.
Step back slowly, I don't want to get involved any further. Oh, for a second, I'll have to photograph their actions as proof of report. Unfortunately I haven't had time to do it yet, someone has ambushed me from behind, carrying my body like a doll, and throwing me in the middle of them.
“Hai, hi, alla! We have guests! Say welcome, dong!” said the man who slammed me just now. His grinning friends rose, ushering in various unpleasant feelings.
I struggled to get up and then both of my hands were firmly blocked. The unpleasant smell of alcohol was also attached to my clothes.
“Please, I can pretend not to know if you let me go,”.
“I thought so too. Anyone would have been quiet just because they were bullied, but since I remember you being close to the scout, then I guess .. we really should have silenced you,” replied the leader of this group.
“Wah, so she's Eagle's girl? Oh, don't touch! Soon he will come to the rescue like a hero in cliched fairy tales!” the voice that gripped my right hand was followed by another laugh.
“Close your mouths! Once again I say, let me go and forget what I saw here, or if you still insist on doing things ..”
“Hey, hey! Our little rabbit is threatening! Whoa, I'm scared!” once again the most dickhead among them provoked ridicule, bringing his face closer to me, “unfortunately we still have to guarantee that you really keep your mouth shut. I'll make sure you get memento video as a souvenir from our party!”
My free leg gave a kick to his stomach in response. Threatened instinct gives strength to fight. My right fist hardened to then throw a punch at the chin of the man who was gripping me. However, my left hand was the target of a cigarette header that I could not avoid, making me groan in pain.
“Diem, no, lo! Want me to know the pulse?!” threaten her.
“Try me if you dare to kill me!”
This kid with a scar on his forehead is following my words, completely sticking the flaming tip of a cigarette in my wrist area. I couldn't stand the screams of this second, more painful wound.
“Heh, *****! We're not going to kill people!” caci their gang boss, “aduh, sorry, yes! He may have been drunk. Here see.”
I slapped and pushed him before he licked my wound. Kalap, I can't stand being around them. Striking, hitting, and kicking in any direction when anyone tried to touch me. It was only when the drink bottle hit my head with the sound of broken glass that I fell down to feel the pain of running all over the head that slowly took my consciousness.
“Basic reckless! I told you not to be rude! Now you want responsibility?!”
“You all will be responsible .. and I assure you you pay dearly for all this,” said the voice of someone new came right when I fell. Someone I don't know who.
.Seriate.
