Karatan Bad Boy

Part 42#Quick Time Passes by

The call made by Keisha's mother caught Darren's attention a little. Where the young man felt something was wrong, but he did not want to doubt his own mother. So decided to return to the room to clean up, while on the other hand the basketball team children just finished doing the group division.

The first group led by Abimana had five members. Among them are Fahmi, Gembul, Vino and also Erlan. While the second group there are Bian, Hars, Mahmud, Tommy and the leader Louis. The two groups are quite clashing with each other except the leaders who are accustomed to adaptation.

However, they have the same duties and responsibilities. They basically don't like each other. Fortunately not all stubborn like Mahmud, so it is quite easy to do the next training. Both teams are now preparing for the first match. Where Ms. Kimmy wants to see the teamwork of each new member.

As a coach, he realized that it was not that easy to build the trust of each member. Especially considering Rafa has always been fighting for the benefit of the basketball team. So the element of leadership of the young man could not be lost just like that.s as he expected, the sour face of some members was clearly visible to make the atmosphere of the field like a burning place.

Cheers from the crowd made Zhang whistle as soon as he saw the two teams enter the field. Neutral is his position because he has no right to judge without giving examples. Although it seems to be enthusiastic for the students. Still the eyes thirst for the existence of Rafa because for them the owner of the heart that always shines in school is only one. Rafandra Darren Adelio's.

The match began with a start led by Louis' team. The young man was really nimble with quick footsteps moving around, whereas Abimana only asked his members to remain calm, focused and further increase alertness. Every attack always gets resistance and also defends.

As is the case today, where Fahmi shoots, but with ease Louis defences with his tactics that make Abiman hurriedly bounce the ball back towards the opponent's ring. The screams of the students cheered Mahmud. The match continued until ten minutes which only had the value of one blank.

Seeing that, Zhang stopped the match as there was only a showdown in the formation of the two teams. Although the team led by Abiman tried to support each other. Not with Louis' team. Kimmy himself sat in the audience seats enjoying a cold mango juice deliberately ordered from the canteen.

It is not his intention to let go of the responsibility just that, he wants to give a lesson to the Rafa team members who still have an arrogant side. A game is a game, but victory is not achieved when you cannot beat yourself. To him the number one success of the children. Even if it has to be unfair for a while.

Amidst the busyness of seeing Zhang lecturing his peers suddenly attention diverted to the ringing of the phone which is a message notification. "Thank God you're fine there, be patient, yes. Everything will improve as it should."

I don't know what Kimmy meant, but the woman is seen smiling with relief after reading a message that gives good news. Every action will always have an excuse just that not all excuses will end up being an action. One side is the problem of the heart and the other side is the problem of life.

As the second turns to the minute, then changes hours, then becomes days. Not felt like a week from the day of the admission of new students, the sound of footsteps could be heard running down the long hallway trying to beat the time that kept racing.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Professor Sisil. Sorry to be late, he said, knocking on the door that distracted four students and a teacher in the classroom.

The classroom atmosphere was so conducive that no one looked at Darren like a stranger even during the lesson, they helped each other when they did not understand something that Professor Sisil had explained. The compactness looks so peaceful and very good for the future.

While in another building, Rafa has just dropped out of his class after completing an impromptu thesis. He was surprised by the behavior of the teachers in the dormitory because it was like he really wanted to move immediately. Is there something wrong with him?

That question, who can answer? Nothing, but remembering today is a free day. So, he decided to change into sports clothes because he had not enjoyed a long sweat soaked his body. It must be fun playing basketball on the front court of the dorm.

Ten minutes later, a young man plays basketball alone with the appearance of a modern youth, his hair tied into one leaving a little strand that falls over the right eyebrow. Loose t-shirts are combined with training pants and black sports shoes.

"Hey, Boy!" someone shouted from behind who distracted the young man, but the voice did not give the courage to look to see who came. "Rafandra Darren Adelio's. Come on, we're fighting!'

A fairly obvious appeal even made the basketball in Rafa's hands free regardless without the desire to take it, again. Rafa who was pensively silent on the spot, made the challenger walk casually toward the young man. The breeze of the wind that blows spreads the aroma of perfume that rushes affects the consciousness of the heart that longs for togetherness.

"Stop!" Rafa raised his right hand while holding back the increasingly gripping chest pounding sent a longing. He was aware of the arrival of his loved ones, but why so soon?

Not understanding what is going on without looking back. The young man left the field with running footsteps away from the eyes that kept staring at him even though it was clearly neglected without a doubt.

"The same anger? Rafa, you still don't understand why I sent you to this dorm, I think so. All right, I'd better meet my best friend first." he said he didn't want to take heart with footsteps walking through the basketball court to the building with the smell of chemicals.

His footsteps were sure, occasionally noticing the changes from some angle he passed through. It has been almost three years he did not visit the dormitory and today came back because Rafa is a. On the other hand, he also wants to do friendship because some teachers are students in struggle.

The scientific class with the teacher and supervisor Professor Sisil is in sight, but when he wants to knock on the door. It was precisely his eyes were fixed on the face of a young man who was so focused on mixing up some chemicals in front of him.

"Rafa, how is it possible?" he asked for a monologue on himself.