My Fancy Beloved

Massage Oil

Today Nusa Bangsa School representative students are gathered inside the Sports Building to participate in the inter-school match.

Preparations were steady and soon to begin, all the spectators had filled the Tribune to watch the basketball game from each school.

A boisterous atmosphere filled the room, and now the basketball was thrown into the middle of the court by the referee. With sprightly the ball is caught by one of the players and the ball is dribbled towards the opponent's place, then the ball is passed to the team.

The game takes place excitingly, seen two teenagers at the end with eye jellies looking at the team number 3 and one back number 2.

The two of them sat next to each other and his mouth did not stop encouraging the team from his school.

"Come on! comeing! enter ball. Keep not saggy love" said Vienna and Pricil compactly staring at the players down there.

"Wooaaahh!!!" the shouts from the spectators were very domineering as the ball made it into the ring. The school team Pricil managed to score points.

"HOMORRY!!!!" Shouted Pricil and Vienna together. Even though his voice was swallowed by the other audience's ripple, they still did.

His school team managed to score the highest score in the last round. Unrelenting screams slid from the audience's lips.

Pricil and Vienna are now heading for an exit because the game is over. Crowding to each other towards the exit and Pricil stumbles upon the leg of someone crammed into him.

"Geez, Pric, your legs are okay, right?" ask Vienna who's down to look at Pricil's feet. They're outside the building. Pricil walked limped towards the available seats outside the building area.

Pricil stroked his shins that felt pain, "still pain Pric, try here let me massage" said Vienna.

Pricil just nodded and Vienna immediately did a light massage on Pricil's legs.

"Who the hell was it that made your feet like gini," asked Vienna with annoyance because he saw the perpetrator but could not clearly see his face because the person was wearing a mask and a hat.

"I don't know either, Win. I don't look at his face." Pricil said while grimacing with pain.

"Udah Win, it's been light" Pricil took his foot out of Vienna's hand.

"You sure? it's all right. I will accompany you to make a really good way" said Vienna sincerely.

"Yes, I'm sure. It hurts a little. Don't worry, Win, I'm strong!!" pricil answered with a smile.

His best friend always understood his condition.

"Oh yeah, you go home with me, yeah, Pric. Can't refuse"

"You were picked up what Win was wearing,"

"Wear the car, it just so happens that my brother picked me up. It's just like it's coming" said Vienna, looking down at the highway.

"Yes, Win, thank you!"

"Well, that's my brother. Yukk!" Vienna asked Pricil to approach his brother's car which pulled over.

After that, they went in and went back to Pricil's house. It did not take long, because the location was not too far from the sports building.

"Thank you Win, brother. I go first" said Pricil while getting out of the car. He thanked Vienna and her brother.

"Yes Pric, I hope your legs improve soon. I'm home, bye..."

Vienna's sister smiled at Pricil as well as Vienna. After they left, Pricil immediately went inside the house. The road is still paved. It just so happened that her grandmother was cleaning up at her aunt's house, because her aunt was coming home from Java.

"Assalamualaikum nek" Pricil said hello to seeing his grandmother sweeping.

"Moskalamic. Why do you walk lame Sil," asked Grandma Yana who noticed Pricil's footsteps.

"Yes Grandma, I just stumbled and I fell. I'll rest first, Grandma," pricil said to his room.

"Directly, Sil, your body is sticky. Continues to run out of the same urges of people, right?? you'll get a disease from out there." Grandma's words commemorate Pricil.

"Yes Grandma" replied Pricil nurut ajum.

"You're done bathing, you'll take the oil near Tivi's grandmother's house. You rub the sore leg with that herbal oil. Let the spit is healed" said grandma.

And again Pricil asserted the words of the grandmother. All for his good.

***

Pricil was rubbing his feet with the oil mentioned by his grandmother. He's scraping the sick part.

When he finished, he went back to his aunt's house. And shake his body.

"Kok smell of massage oil ma'am, who's packing?" chandra asked as she sniffed the scent in the tivi room.

"Sisil, his leg said it hurt. So, I told him to rub the oil" replied Grandma Yana while pointing at the position of the oil next to the tivi.

"His feet why mom," asked Chandra curiously and worriedly, he moved out of the room and headed for his sister's house.

"Sil," Shred.. Geck.. Geck. Call Chandra while knocking on Pricil's room door.

Silent and silent, there was no answer from within.

"Sil, open the door. You're okay, right?" Chandra repeated the knock on the door.

While in the room, Pricil was sleeping and gagged his ears with a headset.

Feeling no response, Chandra returns to her house and calls Pricil's number. Went on, but no answer.

Finally, Chandra decided to look through the window of her nephew's room.

Chandra turned to his right and left to make sure no one saw him heading to the window.

After he had laid the wood for the footing, the nephew was soundly asleep.

Chandra breathed a breath of relief. 'It turns out he overslept, thank God' Chandra murmured, then he returned to store the wood and returned home.

Cracuukk...

Cracuukk..

The sound of worms in Pricil's stomach was so disturbing his sleep. He then woke up and rubbed his hungry stomach.

"Ohh, very laper.. What time is it" pricil murmured while looking at the clock on his phone screen.

"Astagfirefullah!! it was 5pm!" Pricil immediately got out of bed, he headed to the bathroom to take ablution and ashar prayers.

After that, he went to his grandmother's house to fill his stomach.

"Sil, are you awake? how's your leg? still sick?" Chandra immediately flocked Pricil with questions as soon as he got inside the house.

"I'm a laper, want to eat" replied Pricil without poking a worried question from his uncle.

"Oh, let me take it. You just sit here" Chandra immediately led Pricil to sit in the dining chair. And in an instant, a plate of chicken stew side dish was already served on the plate.

"Let me take a bribe yes, you will be sick again" Chandra said as she scooped up the rice and side dishes.

"No need! the sick are my feet, not my hands. So, I can eat myself" refused Pricil with his jutek, and he pulled the plate to face him.

Then Pricil bribed himself rice and side dishes and he ate them voraciously.

Chandra looks resigned to the rejection of his nephew.

The uhuukk! yuhuukk!

Pricil chokes on rice for eating in a hurry.