Karatan Bad Boy

Part 32#Follow To City, Punished

Among the lost. His soul was immersed in solitude, heart was lulled in affection and body shackled embracing no man's destiny. The life that becomes the game turns the farewell trail into a meeting. Where's this storyline going?

As his father said. The blazing sun in the sky doesn't change the decision. The journey from village to town continued. Where now, he was sitting in the back seat but his eyes were busy looking outwards. The rice field environment that has always been the place to stay when it permeates the destiny of life.

"Son, do you like the beach?" Kei asked hoping his son would reply to his question in order to chat during the trip to the airport which took three hours from Mbok Yem's house.

The beach? In the village where he lived for many years there were only rice fields, gardens and also forests. Really wanted to laugh at laughing at a question that was to him like a conscious mockery. Lion realizes the silence of the son because he considers Kei's question as a joke.

Not wanting to corner his son or his wife. He was trying to be in the middle between his wife and son. "Our son will definitely love the beach, but before that his life was also in the open. Mbok Yem must have taught me a lot during this time, didn't he, son?"

"More or less so" said Rafael, not wanting to distract him from outside the window.

The fact is very bitter when he had only lived with an old woman who always tried to give love like parents. Then suddenly now have to move to another city because it follows the wishes of parents who had been throwing it away.

One word is miris but what can it be? As a child, you have an obligation to be filial. While on the other hand, Rafandra the twin brother with the basketball team still ran around the court. All thanks to the children who arrived late at morning practice.

In the afternoon there will be the first game but see what happens. Either you can still follow the match or not. Their coach was disappointed. Naumi who stood in the row of audience seats continued to chatter, reminding the rules in the mention to be remembered as long as the children underwent quarantine.

But all his words were like the wind and then blowing through the leaves touched his face. Feels a little give freshness though still neglected until suddenly came Kimmy who stared intently at the children. The woman did not want to say anything because what had happened could not be changed again.

While the match cannot be postponed because the opposing team has prepared like a team that is currently being punished. One hand gesture made Naumi walk up to him. From the field, the two women were talking about something serious.

Rafa watched without stopping his footsteps, trying to understand the words of his wife from the lips. Unfortunately Kimmy spoke quickly until he himself could not interpret. I don't know what's going to happen but his gut feeling says something big is going to happen.

He only hoped his team members would be able to deal with a storm that could drop their honor. Far from the bottom of his heart he thought who was the woman who became his wife? Gentle attitude from the outside but hard on the inside while being a teacher while the other side is inversely proportional when being a wife.

He realized that the woman was simply carrying out the obligation and could not even doubt the right of every student to the teacher. Likewise with his wife who tries as much as possible to carry out the obligation to provide the best knowledge that educates and provides the right example.

"Rafa, don't look at Miss Kim so much! We'll have the punishment added up, you know." Mahmud who ran next to Rafa reminded his leader.

Rafa just put his shoulders down. How to give additional punishment when the time alone is getting longer. Where they should have been on their way to the destination of the first match. But no one stopped their punishment.

"We are still punished, while the game time is soon. Are you aware of that?" Rafa reminded his friends who were instantly speechless unable to answer.

"Have we seen later, four more rounds we will finish serving the sentence" continued Rafa who did not want to debate things that do not need to be debated.

The boys continued to run but only two rounds out of the remaining four rounds. The coach stopped their punishment and asked everyone to gather in the middle of the field. Where Kimmy who took to the field stood staring at the basketball team one by one with both hands hiding behind the pants pocket.

"Are you guys great?" he asked without dampening the gaze of calm eyes sharp as a sword.

A stern voice with an aura of intimidation made the children lower their eyes. They felt the disappointment of the substitute teacher but there was a burning scent of hope. Training that always adds experience and integrity can be questioned.

None of the students dared to answer. Even so only Rafa and Fahmi who still stay raised their faces looking forward. Seeing that, Kimmy smiled faintly realizing the courage of the two youths was balanced. The quality and quantity that can be maintained by him as the pole of the basketball team.

"Today is your first and last mistake. I hope there's no rephrase, now rest! Fifteen minutes away you will compete." he explained making Raga frown but before asking a boisterous sound from the entrance of the basketball court.

Kimmy smiled at the footsteps and familiar voices of children in her ears. "Your opponents have arrived, Welcome, The Prince Roads."