High School Autobiography

HERE WITHOUT YOU...?

       To esokan day, this Sunday held Women's Futsal competition, which was held in the hall or stadium Futsal Lily Kasih High School, the Grand Final that brought Lily Kasih High School against Pekerti High School, Pekerti, the audience seats have been crowded by the supporters and the family, because this Grand Final so many people who attended, about a thousand people who attended, because of the Grand Final, until the parking lot across from Lily Kasih High School has been full of cars and motorcycles, even outside the school has been filled with impromptu traders who try to reap profits from this race.

Teachers to principals from three teams, attend, to support and receive the trophy that will be given.

Unlike the race yesterday, this time the race is not broadcast on TV.

Farka was sitting with Kahji in the back of the audience, away from Lily Kasih High School supporters, there was no valuable reason why they were sitting among Pekerti High School supporters, and none of the students were wearing school uniforms, all were wearing everyday clothes.

“Chairman,” call Kahji while eating a pack of cassava chips.

Clearly Farka directly put both ears well.

“I've heard all the stories from Guru Sukada, but... did not mean to interfere.. just ask doang ya..”.

Farka nodded in understanding.

“...they already know the truth yet?”

Farka looked at a band performing in the middle of the field, the band performed a Japanese band song, Scandal titled Shoujo S, although few understood Japanese, but the female vocalist was able to bewitch the audience to the mangosteen-beard to the rhythm.

“They still don't know, but, I guess they will be suspicious..” said Farka.

Kahji nodded in understanding, then went back to eating his cassava chips. Suddenly, everyone applauded when the opening band finished their first song.

“Good..The last song we will bring..” said the female vocalist while putting her guitar on a wooden chair behind her.

“From... Three Doors Down, Here Without You..”.

Suddenly, the entire audience clapped.

“...oke... who know the song can sing... who do not know the song can go home.” exclaimed the vocalist joking.

So the guitar passages opened the song, and all the audience fell silent watching.

And at 11:00 on a clear day, with a cloudless blue sky, the opening band of the High School had performed well. Now that the Futsal Grand Final is about to begin, Pekerti High School is wearing a Green jersey, while Lily Kasih High School is wearing a red jersey. After the players shake hands, then the core players stand in his position, while the reserve players can only sit on the bench. The first ball starts from Lily Kasih's team, Fikia captains the team, he becomes a goalkeeper, Areny becomes a striker with Zeni, then Nitia, becomes a midfielder, which at times turns into a winger, he becomes a winger, lastly, Kunia became a defender, she was the only bald woman in this school, she did not like her white hair, so she chose balding like a ball, but, her face was cute even she had a childish disposition. One thing is important, in this race, all women should not have long hair unravel, so at least be stripped of horses.

The whistle has rung, the first round begins!

The first touch has been made, the first 20 minutes have been running, the penoton began to put serious attention to the middle of the room. Students of Pekerti High School to sing yel-yel, but, Lily Kasih High School still relaxed watching the game like watching a movie in the cinema.

Nitia dribbled to the right wing of the opponent's goal, but she was overshadowed by the black-haired girl who was kicked, so Nitia passed back right at the goalkeeper, and without lingering, the goalie, the goalkeeper passes to Areny who is guarded by a short black-haired girl, but when the girl will seize the ball that leads to Areny, silly, Areny even scuttle the girl, to fall to the floor. And the female referee rings a whistle sign of the offense happening.

“Casual Areny!” shouted Fikia.

Areny then helped the girl to get up, the situation is still going sporty. And the dead ball was kicked by Pekerti High School goalkeeper, she's a squinty-eyed girl like a Chinese. The ball bounced a bit high, right towards the goal, which of course the players began to swarm in front of Fikia, until Fikia difficult to see the direction of the ball coming, this is the right ball to head, the right ball to head, Nitia and the opposing player stand ready to head the incoming ball.

“I caught!” exclaim Fikia while jumping quickly until able to catch the ball.

And the audience cheered, with the bitter incident.

Unexpectedly Fikia threw the ball to his feet, as well as dribbling up to the middle of the field. He took a long-range kick, to the point that some spectators gawked in shock at the goalkeeper's bold action. The ball is fast moving towards the left side of the opponent's goal.

'Stamp!'

Unfortunately, the goalkeeper's left hand is narrow-eyed, fast enough and strong to push the ball out of the field.

“Waaaah..crazy..”.

Some of the penoton was amazed at the two players, the goalkeeper who kicked and the goalkeeper who brushed aside. The match continued, until attacking each other, and the first half ended in a draw, there was not even a change of players from both teams, ball possession was dominated by Pekerti High School teams, but more attacks were carried out by Lily Kasih High School, and more violations were carried out by Lily Kasih High School, so that supporters of Pekerti High School shouted cunningly at Lily Kasih High School. Now the coach is giving instructions to his players in the dressing room.

“What do you guys do?” satirist Guru Kativia stood with a waist-random look at each player who sat exhausted.

Although all the teachers were actually wearing daily clothes, precisely this exotic brown-skinned female Guru Kativia, still took pride in wearing her formal attire.

“Areny, why is your play so rough?”

“Hahaha... Sorry Mom! It's so nervous!” reply Areny with her special cheerful laughter.

Teacher Kativia snorted resignedly while looking away at her annoyed face.

Areny then bowed silently, despite a cheerful laugh that he seemed to be open, the anxiety of his heart remained undeniable, this feeling of indecision was the first for him to the point of making him very moody, so sad, he misses very much near Farka, explained Zeni the friend who has become his friend, saw Areny who is not usually moody, began to raise questions, but, he could not ask at times like this.

Then Master Kativia looked at her students again.

“OK! Remember this! Whatever happens you have to win, but, whoever gets the yellow card, I will change!” firmly Master Kativia loudly.

And after a short break the second half immediately began, the fans as well as the crowd, started cheering in joy, as their pride team started to return to the pitch.

The whistle blew, and the second half began!

Pekerti High School immediately attacked through the middle, black hair girl who was kicked a kick when she got a sweet pass, Zeni was not able to close the chances of the girl, the ball darted fast towards the goal, Fikia frowned, serious-faced.

'Stamp!'

The ball managed to be pushed by Fikia to the right, but the ball was precisely aimed at the opponent, the short-haired girl got the ball vomit, she stood right near the goal, but, from the side, all at once, she was, Kunia pushed the girl down, forced the referee to do his job, and the whistle rang until the entire audience shouted.

Then sure enough, the referee pointed as a penalty violation. Obviously the players from Lily Kasih High School protested, because the violation committed by Kunia was just a touch, not a meaningful push, but, the referee's decision has been unanimous, so the penalty kick is still done. Obviously the supporters or friends of Lily Kasih High School are a bit disappointed with the referee, even disappointed in their team.

“Not usually our team does a lot of offense.” said Kahji the short black-haired man who framed his smooth face, while standing anxiously.

But, Farka seemed ordinary, he was not interested in football, so obviously, he sat down while playing his phone.

High School players Lily Kasih looked surly, they knew that this was not good. The ball is ready to be kicked, Fikia, the only player who has the momentum to stop the ball, he seems to be standing a bit bent with two legs slightly straddled, no nervousness, no nervousness, he was ready and very ready to accept the kick that the short black haired girl would take. All the spectators were silent seriously. Fikia gulped her saliva, affirming a focus that had doubled to increase.

“Ayoooo Sisfa!” rama shouted cheeringly who sat among his friends with Suriva.

'Prite!'

The whistle is rung, the kicker gets permission to kick. So without hesitation, the short black-haired girl named Sisfa, began to take a deep breath, looked towards the ball, then exhaled while running towards the ball.

'Retracting, clattering, clattering-flowing-dark-darkening'

So the ball was kicked to shot rapidly towards the bottom left corner of the goal, suddenly the supporters of Pekerti High School team shouted while raising both hands.

“GOOOOOOOOLLLL..!”.

The ball got into the net!

Fikia sat down unexpectedly, she bit disappointed.

And the Pekerti High School team pat each other on the field insists the cohesiveness is still there, while Fikia and her friends can only put on a gloomy face, even Areny the cheerful girl with a positive aura, looks kuyu.

“Ahk shit... we missed one number..” complained Kahji while sitting down disappointed.

“Team we will lose..” murmured Fihan who sat to the left of Eril with a indifferent face.

Eril turned to look at Fihan, feeling strange about what Fihan said. But Eril remained silent. Until the teachers can only stand still.

The match resumed, the two teams attacked each other, the attack of Pekerti team was stronger, maybe because the first goal had given confidence, so that their spirit was more improved than before, while Lily Kasih's team seemed careless, they were instantly desperate, but, the Fikia Captain, was unceasingly encouraging, whether her support was useful or not, obviously, it was, only he seemed more enthusiastic than his friends.

Not felt, their struggle was left one minute in normal time, and suddenly, Guru Kativia moved from her seat, she left disappointed to the dressing room, even though the match was not finished.

“Ahk we lost..” grumbled Kahji.

Farka still did not respond, he was still busy playing his phone. While the supporters of Pekerti High School are confident that they will win the match.

“We win class leader!” the man with glasses behind Rama.

“Iya we win.” timpal brunette girl sitting next to Rama.

There was no meaningful response from the rama, he just nodded with a serious look, for him, this was not finished, miracles sometimes came at crucial times, so he could only agree to the expectations of his friends.

All supporters of Lily Kasih High School are silent, some are disappointed there is also ordinary.

“Sialan.. the silly man must have won this way.” umpat Derka sitting next to Hurta.

“Makanya... You should beat up the girls so they can not maen...” Hurta.

“Your stupidity is what I should have beaten,” ketus Derka while looking at Hurta furiously.

Hurta is a short, snub-nosed man, his bald head covered in Derbi hats shades of blue pride, reportedly he bald his head as proof of love for the same bald younger brother, namely Kunia, who is the same class, although Hurta's love clapped one hand, but he promised Kunia, would always follow in the steps of Kunia in order to keep her from male evil, although sometimes she also thought, she also thought, that he was the real bad guy, Hurta's blue eyes were covered by round sunglasses, he was dressed formally, a black suit had wrapped his blue shirt, the color of his trousers was in line with the color of his derby hat, he sat up straight with cross-sections. Hurta remains relaxed even though his school has to bear the defeat of his rival High School, after all, last year his school has also won.

But suddenly the tension broke when the 26-year-old female referee, blowing the whistle, the sign of the end of the second half, even an additional ten minutes was unable to change the situation, then obviously the status of Pekerti High School, was, that they are the winners!

Suddenly, all the supporters of Pekerti High School cheered with excitement, the shiver of victory echoed in this futsal stadium. After the players shook hands with each other, all the reserve players of Pekerti High School team began running to the middle of the field to celebrate the victory with the first team.

“HOREEEEEEE...!”.

“YEEEEEEEAAAAAAH.!”

Senior High School Supporter Lily Kasih was silent, none of whom clapped, as a sign of respect. Unless the clapping supporters of Pekerti High School congratulate their pride team.

“Yeeeeaaaah....! We won!”

“Our period won!” seriva looked at Rama.

“Sgratitude..” said Rama with closed grateful.

Guru Sukada was only able to clap his hands, giving the impression of respect to the Pekerti High School team. All the core players of High School Lily Kasih crowded with the reserve players, discussing their team which was only champion two.

“It seems we are champion two, not champion three,” said Fikia cheering gratefully.

Areny stood on her back, she looked at the stands, trying to look at Farka, it was graduation day soon, so, maybe Areny would never see Farka again. Suddenly Zeni stood beside Areny.

“I guess... There's something Farka hid...” Zeni guessed.

Areny nodded in understanding. And Farka stays focused on her phone, unaware that a girl is looking at her. And the day was closed with the gift of trophies and prizes for the champions.