Intan, Tomboy Girl

Chapters. 8. Male Behavior Female Identity

They're gathered on the basketball court. With a group of 10 members, 5 starters and 5 more reserves. The election has been set since this sport was invented.

Actually from the determination of the Federation of International Basketball Association (FIBA) the maximum number of players is 12 players. However, this number does not include the official team.

Intan here as a center, actually he is good at putting it in any part. But the coach told him to hold the part because Intan was more masterful in his part.

"Intan, you have to protect the defense from melee attacks, such as lay ups and dunks from the opposing team," said coach Ardian.

"Good coach," replied Intan obediently, yes only in matches like this he obeys people's speech.

"In addition, do not forget your duty as an attacker. Give a good feed to your group members," again the coach's message.

"And all of you, use your last practice well!" Shouted coach Ardian

All participants stand in their own positions.

A blown whistle signifies the exercise begins. With the reserves they train.

Zaky came there to see the training intan. He gave encouragement to her.

Intan saw Zaky clapping loudly. Intan gave the code by covering her mouth with her index finger, Zaky stopped making a sound.

One ball was successful in Intan's hands, and they started off nimble.

"Cania! Show me the right way to dribble! Use your fingertips to keep the ball from coming off!" Shouted the coach on Kanya who spelled out the game is still not perfect.

After an hour of training, "The training is over!" Coach Adrian.

Everyone hurried to get some water, and sipped it. Sweat is pouring corn.

Intan approached Zaky, and offered him bottled water.

"Gak Bek (dubek), I'm not thirsty," he refused Intan's offer.

"Don't call the ducks again dong! You promised you wouldn't call that call again" Intan was uncomfortable.

"Here Bek, I'd rather call you a duck than call Intan," Zaky pushed Intan's nose with her index finger.

"As far as you are," Intan has given up on talking to Zaky who likes it as good as he likes.

"Go home yuk!" Take Intan.

"Aren't you with your friends?"

"So, I want to ride a bike with you!"

"OK, let's go!" Zaky looked excited.

"Road yuk! Where is it, where,

Intan got on Zaky's motorcycle, tall and had to hold on tightly to his fear if braking suddenly would definitely fall.

"Hold my strong waist Bek!"

"Well! A chance at a tingling!" With his mouth on his snout a little saw Zaky teasing him.

"Yes uda!" Slowly Zaky ran the motor, then plugged in the gas. Makes Intan spontaneously hold Zaky's waist.

Zaky unbeknownst to Intan smiled to herself.

"Less asem you're Zaky, almost I fell," Intan hit Zaky's back hard.

"Let's not fall really, right?" Zaky.

"Review you!" Intan pinched his waist.

"You ah, sick tau! Which way is good?" Zaky is still in his confusion.

"We're going to the Mall!" Answer Intan origin.

"Hahaha.. a lot of money ma'am, play to the Mall?" Zaky asked mockingly.

"Yes, how dong you are a guy, if you dare to take a girl out, it means you have to be able to get out the money, hahaha," Intan chuckled to himself without Zaky.

"Your eyes?" Syndicate Zaky.

"Uhh..." Intan stood on Zaky's shoulders by taking off his shirt and waving it happily.

Zaky was used to the strange and ignorant nature of Diamond. He was his best friend when they were in elementary school.

"Sir, sit. Not good for other drivers!" Zaky's orders to Intan are still standing.

It's at the city mall.

"Have money?" Tanya Intan quipped and glanced at the contents of her wallet. Zaky who saw immediately hid it.

"Eh, this is people's privacy. Can't have the lyrics, want some?"

"Ih, baby amit-amit," Intan stroked her stomach.

"I smell a pungent odor, out of nowhere it came from," Zaky searched for the source of the smell.

"Ah time anyway?" Intan helps sniff and finds the source of the smell from his body.

Intan squeaked, and blinked one of his eyes. And raising one corner of his lips signaled Zaky should be quiet.

Judging from his habits, Zaky is like an unemployed schoolgirl. But behind that he had a business in several branches in several cities. And have some employees to run the business.

Intan doesn't know the job yet, because Zaky didn't tell her. Let Intan consider him an ordinary classmate.

Every month sales he gets a net profit of five million/branch.

"Here come with me!" Zaky drags Intan away from the cinema, and walks up the elevator into a boutique.

"Eh, why come in here?" Intan asked in surprise.

"You're looking for a job" said Zaky, chuckling at Intan's panic.

"Eh, who wants a job. Don't want me!" Intan rebelled in anger.

Maybe Zaky told him to work as a clothes guard. He pushed Zaky's body down.

"Ouch!" Zaky

Intan ran out, and Zaky managed to pull his shirt.

"I told you, I don't want to work there! I just want to be a national athlete. Yes," Intan explained.

"Ih, who wants to tell you to work anyway, you go in now and choose a change of clothes whatever you want to choose," said Zaky made Intan feel embarrassed by his words earlier.

"What's? Dress up?" Intan heard the grin of Zaky offering her a shirt.

"I mean I choose clothes, and you pay me how?" Intan.

"Sir, abis picked up your neighbor's clothes to pay for, "Zaky won't explain anymore. Closing his mouth held back laughter.

"Eh means what the hell. I'm not clear from before!" Intan is still doubtful.

"Yes duck, you go back inside the boutique and pick your dress of taste. I'm paying for it!" Zaky confirmed his words.

"Yeyy!" Intan was excited and ran into the boutique. Like a kid who just got a toy gift. That's what Intan is like right now.

Intan chose clothes that lined up neatly, in a mannequin, one that had already been manteb in his heart.

Levis T-shirt and shorts with Naruto.

Zaky hit his own head. Hardly, intending to gossip the choice of Intan.

"Why are you Zaky? Your head hurts? Why was it stabbed?" Intan did not feel that Zaky was insinuating him.

Sure enough, he is indeed a descendant of a man where maybe he chose feminine clothes. Zaky hopes Intan can choose clothes that match her identity as a woman.

"That's it!" Intan finally said. With one dress in his hand.

"There's nothing else? You can take more than one!" Once again Zaky wanted her to choose the clothes she deserved.

"Truly Zaky, you have a lot of money, right? The style I bought clothes for!" Intan meredek.

"Have I paid for your clothes."

"Aren't you winning the lottery?" Intan is still in his innocence.

"Jagan talks a lot of shit, rich delicious know not!" Zaky made a bad comment. Making Intan manyun.