He's Mine (Sharing Love)

Kena Basketball Throw

"Wan, Loe what was this morning?"

Dika, came to his seat Cloud, and immediately asked as well. In fact, Cloud also did not know, what was meant by Dika, with the question he asked earlier.

"Me, why?"

"That's the girls out there. Speaking to Loe as chairman of OSIS."

"His cousin got dyed, right? I mean his cousin Ara," asked Dika again, clarifying the meaning of the question.

The clouds frowned in wonder, but also felt puzzled, upon hearing the question posed by Dika to him.

After a moment of silence, Clouds can only shrug his shoulders, a sign that he does not care and is also not affected, by all the talk of girls out there.

Dika was a little annoyed, because of the silence of the clouds. This is what the clouds usually do. That silence, impressed not to care about the surrounding.

"Women. Did you bring the car this morning? The car belongs to one of the biggest donors in this school's foundation, is that right?" ask Dika again, who was very curious, what the girls said on the outside was true.

"It was just a coincidence. I am just nebeng. Didn't it rain this morning? so, instead of I'm rained on, yeah, with the neighboring driver, who happens to work with the car's owner."

The clouds try to explain to Dika, with explanations that can make Dika not feel small.

"So then, how come Nanda and Ara are together?"

It seems, Dika is really introgating the Clouds. I don't know what he's thinking right now, with everything he's heard out there.

"Yes, it's just a coincidence."

Finally the Cloud answered as was, because it was lazy to explain at length about the incident this morning, which according to the Cloud does not need to be extended and discussed continuously.

"I'll go to the toilet first."

Because Dika did not speak anymore, after the last answer was spoken by the Clouds, the Clouds finally decided to go to the restroom.

Although the real Cloud did not want to go to the restroom, but he did not want to if Dika again wondered, and was suspicious, if he had any attempt to grab special attention from Ara.

"Ah, basic Cloud. He should have been a dark cloud. So it's definitely gonna rain. But, so it's getting colder."

Dika grumbled to himself, after the Clouds left his seat.

Finally, Dika went outside from the classroom, to go to the cafeteria without saying goodbye or inviting Awan. Just like always.

*****

In seventh grade, her class is Ara.

"Ciehhh.. ciehhh. who was with brother Awan on the car."

His friend Ara, was mocking Ara, because he had seen Ara get out of the car, when the door was opened by Nanda.

"Eh, it's not me! there's Nanda too, right?" Ara dodged the ledge of her friend.

"But still, who became the driver was a motorized prince. Haha..."

His friend Ara, just the more intensely mocked him. Especially now, he actually gave a new nickname to the Clouds, as a motorized prince, and not a riding prince, just like in the fairy tales of a princess.

This is because, in the past Ara had told me about Awan, who helped him, when he left for school, and Pak Ojek's motorcycle tire deflated.

Ara, who at that time did not know if the helper was a cloud, likened the figure of the biker as a prince. And only a few months later, Ara only found out, if the helper was the Cloud itself.

That's why, his friend earlier, was teasing him like that.

"Ra, look for this!"

One of her friends, Ara, called out to her from the door. Because there's someone, who's looking for her existence, outside the classroom.

"Tuh, wanted prince motor. Haha..."

His friend Ara, again taunted Ara with motorized prince banter again.

"Hush! diem!"

Ara asked her friend, to be quiet and not to mention the nickname banter, for her motorized prince again. Although he himself did not know, who came and looked for himself all the way to the classroom.

"Kneel!" take Ara, by pulling her friend's hand, out of the classroom. See who's coming.

"Eh, what you're looking for is Ra, not me!"

His friend Ara, rejecting Ara's invitation, feels that she has nothing to do with the person who is looking for Ara.

"Temenin aja," said Ara quickly, and did not want to know, with all the reasons made by his friend.

So it can be ascertained that, he is not Awan, Ara's own brother, namely Nanda, or Dika.

"Who?" asked Ara, who did not see anyone else, who was standing waiting outside the classroom, other than the guy.

"Hi! You're called Ara, right? I mean, Diyah Manuhara."

Ara nodded her head in response to the question from the man.

"Include me, my name is Seno. The head of OSIS at this SMP level," said the man, introducing himself as the chairman of OSIS, at the SMP level.

That means, she is her upperclassman Ara, who sits in the eighth grade or second grade of Junior High.

"Oh," said Ara, who never thought, if the head of OSIS Junior High School, would look for him to the class.

"Ra, the new fan," said his friend Ara, whispering in Ara's ear.

"Ihsss, what the hell!" sahut Ara quickly, while whispering as well.

"Oh yeah Dek Ara, why don't you join the OSIS organization when you get recruited by some friends?"

"Ara aja Kak," said Ara, asking the upperclassman, so as not to call his name unfavorably the name of Dek.

Finally the three of them, along with his friend Ara earlier, talked in front of his class Ara. Talk about the offer for Ara, who will be appointed as the school representative in the martial arts match at SMP se_JABODETABEK level.

From a distance, Dika who was just about to go to the cafeteria, squinted her eyes, gazing towards her class Ara.

Dika saw the whereabouts of Ara, who was chatting with a guy, in Junior High uniform.

"Who's that little guy?" muttered and Dika, who was feeling annoyed, for getting a new rival.

'More rivals? fuckin' shit!'

Dika cursed in the heart. Thus, he would be determined to shoot Ara as soon as possible. Before the others move quickly.

"Revelation!"

Bugh!

"Ouch!"

The basketball was thrown towards Dika, who was walking towards the canteen.

Dika did not pay much attention to the surrounding conditions, because he focused on all the plans he would do to Ara, tomorrow.

But now, Dika is in pain on the part to him, due to being hit by a basketball throw that is being used for Junior High School children's training.

"Sorry Brother. Sorry!"

"It hurts, brother?"

Two guys, the basketball player, came closer to where he was standing, with his hands holding his head.

They also asked about Dika's state, and one of them both apologized because, all of it happened by accident as well.

"Of course it hurts!"

Dika cursed with annoyance, because his head so throbbing, feeling dizzy.

"Sorry, sorry!"

Dika raised her head, looking towards her younger sister, who was of Junior High level.

Apparently, this incident is known by many people. So they're a lot of people huddling around, to see what's really going on.

Dika became ashamed of himself, for he had uttered a harsh word, with a swear that spoke bego, to those who were practicing.

"Other times be careful. And if you're practicing, there must be a guide, so it is also monitored if there are mistakes."

He gives advice, just like a professional.

"Oh yeah, I'm one of the high school basketball teams. What if Brother becomes our guide?"

Of course, the words spoken by one of the two men, made Dika surprised.

How is it possible, he became the mentor of the Junior High basketball team, if he himself was only a backup basketball player.

"Emmhh... Then I'll think first. Now hungry again so not konsen. Moreover, this is getting dizzy as well."

Dika passed, after giving an answer. Because he couldn't possibly explain to his underclassman, if he wasn't very good at his own basketball.