Karatan Bad Boy

Part 5#Regional, Curious

It seems that the boy was listening to music at a loud volume. Initially wanting to discuss about the challenge but seeing Rafa who was asleep finally stepped away leaving the front of IPA class 1. He did not want to disturb the calmness of people even though it was his own student.

At least in the break hours become free time for all students from learning responsibilities. Time passed so quickly and unconsciously it was already two in the afternoon. The sound of bells heard echoing throughout the hall indicates the day has ended teaching and learning activities.

The children begin to leave the classroom but not with IPA 1 class students. Where they want to watch a one-on-one match. Must be exciting and tense even though the heart is worried because of fear of the leader losing. Everyone who knew the challenge was already meeting the edge of the basketball court.

While the one who will compete still does not reveal the trunk of his nose. Both Rafa and Miss Kimmy are changing clothes in their respective rooms. Both are like duplicates who choose to wear loose shirts with elastic black training pants. Do not forget to change sports shoes to be able to adjust when on the field.

Seeing the crowd in the field the headmaster felt astonished so that watching from his place stood in front of the window from inside the room. The trust of a teacher will always try to make sure the students do not do things outside the limits.

From the place to defend for five minutes, then the center of attention is diverted when two people from opposite directions heading to the field simultaneously. Moreover, the students increasingly clapped boisterously welcoming the two.

That means that the new basketball team leader and sports teacher are waiting for but for what? Not yet also understanding the sudden situation one of the school guards came to distract him. Mr. Mamat gave a report that on the field will be held a match.

The guard's report made the headmaster only sigh long. Wanting to come to the field to stop because Rafa is too early to challenge Kimmy's classmate professional teacher. But if you do this, it will make the reputation of the basketball team tarnished. The confusion can only be felt alone.

While on the basketball court. Kimmy seemed so calm and relaxed that she didn't even care about the sounds around her. The woman was busy tying her long hair into a loop not forgetting to tie using a black rubber strap.

"Ready?" rafa asked with a ready-to-attack look that only answered a nod of the head.

The rule is quite easy that for thirty minutes the game must score and anyone between the two who has the highest value becomes a winner. Rafa threw the ball at Ms. Kim to give the woman her first chance.

Soaring balls are captured so easily, "Are you sure?" the question is to make sure Rafa's actions will not be regretted.

"Just start! Lazy I said, ma'am." answered Rafa rancidly making Bu Kim grin but the grin was so faint.

The game began to be accompanied by the cheers of the audience. Heart palpitates with unblinking eyes. It just started and they were stunned to follow the nimble movement of Mrs Kimmy who dribbling. The technique of bouncing the ball with his calculated steps began to approach Rafa.

The young man could see his opponent was not careless even the ball played seemed to enjoy the soft touch of the new teacher's hand. Not wanting to give the opportunity to attack, he began to block the resistance but when the eyes look at each other.

His focus was sidetracked all of a sudden the ball soared into the air along with the synergistic body twists that fascinated him. Mrs Kim passed and caught the ball quickly without any difficulty. Stunned Rafa regained his senses due to the cheers of the audience but dearly.

The match continued for thirty minutes and five seconds. A challenge that made everyone almost faint but the final result was satisfactory as the score was the same and Bu Kim ended without extending its duration. The woman was satisfied with Rafa's game which could be trained even better.

"From tomorrow afternoon, come to the mansion on Jalan Gelatik central Jakarta. You'll get training but in return. There were no matches during this month with other schools or free matches. Understood?" obviously, Miss Kim made the look on the faces of all the members of the basketball team beaming.

Rafa is only listening because he is still thinking about the game that just ended. The teacher looked different outside of school. Whether that is his feeling or just being professional. Actually not only that because he felt in the last minute of the game the teacher relented so that he could put the ball into the ring.

Interesting, I want to know the advantages of Miss Kim is anything but how?~thas his day to himself.

The daydream still has consciousness so that no one is aware of the taste in the heart that begins to be curious about the figure of their new teacher. After all, one by one left the field as well as Rafa who went straight to the parking lot after taking his bag from the audience seats.

It's time to go home especially now at three in the afternoon. There must have been someone waiting at the door of the house with lips pouting because of the delay. The shiny white moge became the young man's vehicle two years ago.

A refreshing breeze touched his face as the helmet glass was left open. The streets passed remain the same every day but when you see a subscription martabak store is open. The young man immediately covered preparing an excuse for the house people to believe in the reason.

"Mang, two yes as usual." the message then sat down in the green plastic chair tosca.

While waiting for Rafa to play his game. Both hands are busy playing the game to eliminate boredom because it is very quiet around until the Mamang calls to give an order that is ready to be taken home.

The journey continued but this time chose a shortcut to get home faster. A road that passes through a village with densely populated houses. The children who run without turning left right make Rafa reduce the speed of the bike.

Time should have accelerated but it was getting late. The motor enters the gate of the courtyard of a second-story house with a beautiful feel because it is filled with fresh plants and even vegetables and some fruit graft trees. That is his home although simple still comfortable because of the real togetherness.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mother. Rafa's home!" rafa cried naturally so as not to get scorned by his father who must have gone home to work.

The cold living room immediately threw the heat from outside. The gaze of the eye traced the entire corner of the room as far as the eye could see. Strange and tumben no one at home but his father's car is in front.

"The habit of father, still daylight has been mojok same mother. Yaudah, let me take a shower." Before going to the room, Rafa put the martabak on the dining table. Just climbed the stairs cheerfully because soon you can enjoy the soft mattress in the room.