Not Suited to Exposure

Match

I took my small running steps to balance Rael's hasty path. The guy expertly slipped between people's traffic, but the victim was me.

We entered the futsal landing area. Get down to the audience seat without reducing the speed, taking me again down the stairs in a hurry.

There were some empty seats there, in the first row. Rael sat me down and reached into his bag. A stel of his white futsal uniform he pulled out.

"Wait here. I'll change first."

And the guy hurriedly left there without waiting for an answer from me. I let out a breath. He looked impatient and a little panicked.

Look, how this guy pretended to sacrifice his match for me. In fact, when I said I would come, he was happy not to play and immediately pulled me.

It's okay to be happy, but it doesn't have to be like this either. I rubbed my feet while glancing left and right. I pucker up in my seat. I feel uncomfortable with my own appearance.

In my heart I cursed Rael. How can that guy not give me time to just make up my mind to go to a public event like this.

There's really nothing wrong. The oversize white t-shirt I was wearing looked normal. But over-the-knee pants and home-made flip-flops?

I rubbed my face with one hand while grimacing.

I look a lot like a bitch here.

After a few seconds, Rael was back in his uniform. He sat down on the chair next to me while putting in the black t-shirt and training pants he was wearing before. Then a pair of sneakers.

I just looked at him. The guy next to me took a sip of his mineral and looked back at me. The last hiccup he kept in his mouth was a few seconds visible from the bloat on his cheek before he swallowed it. I raised my eyebrows over the typical badboy style and that disturbing look.

"Not much style. You look like a pedophile om-om."

Rael smiled amusedly at my words. "Not much style. I was just passing the spirit," he replied staring at the field where he would play in a few minutes. "My last game" he murmured.

I'm speechless.

"The last chance to throw a cup into school." Rael looked at me. "Last moments should give good memories, right?" the corners of the lips are attracted to form a small smile.

I looked at him while leaning on the back of the chair. "If you lose?"

Rael grunts. "That's his name."

I'm shaking my shoulder. "The anticipation is not wrong" I said.

Rael looked at the field again. "So we're better?"

I blinked. Thought and changed my face in an instant. I stared at the field without answering her question.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Rael looking at me. I pretended to be busy looking the other way. "Why do you think about that anyway? Just focus on the game" I said.

"So can still be discussed?"

I turned to him with a frowning forehead, especially with his somewhat strange tone of speech. But Rael smiled a little.

"If I win, we're better. Deal?"

My forehead is creeping deeper because of his words.

What kind of offer is that?

I folded my arms around my chest. "It's not that easy."

In an instant his look changed. The man put on a flat face and returned to face forward. He gave his thumbs up as one of his friends on the sidelines poked him in for a quick entry as the match was about to start soon.

I bit my inner lip. Si ********Rael who easily reversed my feelings. Just looking at her reaction I already feel guilty like this.

What's wrong with your face?

My mouth was itchy and I couldn't help it to open my voice. "See later" I said at his previous offer.

He looked at me for a few seconds. I blinked because he didn't react. Suddenly he cleared his throat and stood up until I could not see his face at that moment. He turned around and reached into his bag.

One denim jacket he threw on my lap and a bottle of mineral water that was still sealed in his hand. Rael opened the seal and closed it back before handing it to me.

"Maybe it will be a long time. If you want to wait until it's done," he said.

Sure enough, this guy in front of me smiled a little until my heart warmed up again. The mood should be good for the game this time.

Look how fast he's changing. Substantial.

I fixed the jacket to cover the thighs to the feet and held the bottle of water that Rael gave me in my lap. I stared into the field as both teams entered the field. Rael rubbed his hands together. I don't know what to pray for, but in my heart I also pray for the victory of his team.

The game started and I sat quietly in my seat. Then two people suddenly sat to my left and right. I looked at the two in turn.

"Do you know I'm here?" my many.

Andin devoured his snack while looking out into the field. "Easy. High School futsal captain Cakra Perwira nganter a chick to the bleachers. Jackets and water."

"Duh, the romance," lione said.

"Who wouldn't see it?" Ande continued. "Lo knew Rael wasn't just famous at her own school."

I leaned my body on the back of the chair. Both my friends were busy watching the game with snacks in their hands.

"So you guys are better?" chirps Andin.

I shook my head slowly. "No."

"Ah time'?" Liona.

I let out a breath. "Seriously I'd be tabok if you were still making fun of me."

Both giggle. "Btw, how do you become a gini pussy anyway?" ask Liona

"Rael dragged me from home."

The two shook their heads while clucking in concern. I frowned, tumbens once they got along and compact like this. Usually always a mess.

"My feeling or is it really our spot of attention?" Andin nodded a moment later. Liona and I turned to her, but Andin herself busied herself with her snack.

I slowly glanced around. Found a lot of pairs of eyes staring at the spot where I and my two friends. Of course it confused me. I don't think there's anything wrong with us, me and my two friends. Or maybe they noticed one of my best friends? Because if it were me, I wouldn't be a known person to go to another school.

Surely what they noticed was someone who had a high reputation, was famous...

I looked back when I heard a short chat in a familiar voice.

Just two seconds. As soon as possible I turned my head forward again after capturing a familiar object.

It's only fitting that people see our spot. Because in our spot it also includes the school diva-diva.

Malika and her friends. Including Sheva who is preparing with her volleyball team uniform and some models of the Cakra Pendangira High School magazine who come to watch.

I grunt. "Don't ge-er, we're not stars" I said to my two friends who had also looked back. But my gaze was on Rael who was already in the field.

"Lo want to tell me they're stars? What star?" liona sarcasm. The three of us face the front.

I gulped water from the bottle I was holding with one big gulp. Hold it for a while in the mouth before swallowing it.

"But what they saw was not Angel's gang" Andin said.

Liona and I turned to him. Andin was still rolling his gaze before turning his head towards me.

"Lo didn't say they saw us, did he?" my many.

"We're not. But lo."

I blinked and swallowed my voice. "Why with me? I look like a gem?" i'm whispering.

Liona nudged my shoulder. "The reason is in front of you."

I'm looking ahead. When I caught Rael's figure I straightened my body. The guy was walking on the sidelines and I just realized that they were in time for a break.

He walked closer to my seat. I was suddenly nervous. I didn't know what I was thinking, but when I saw him sweating and breathing hard, I instinctively moved my body forward, thrusting the bottle I was holding as the man in the status of my boyfriend held his hand against me.

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