Our Uniforms are the Same

Match

"That dong's running fast!" Arumi shouted from the side of the field cheering one of his friends who was racing.

"Yes, really. Ridho, spout!" shout Sari –friend Arumi.

The match was getting tougher. The faster the legs run, the greater the chance of winning. 

The match, which was held two days ago, was intended to enliven the twenty-fifth anniversary of the school. Many races are held from various fields. Of course, the students from the tenth to the twelfth grade also participated.

"Ridho, who's on his run. I'll give you my mom's cake!" Arumi kept shouting support to Ridho who was their class representative.

The Ridho in question is getting more excited. Cheers from other classes also tried to fool him. Not wanting to lose, Arumi's class was getting crowded encouraging one of his friends.

"Come, spirit!" Arumi's voice was the most lively than the others.

"Whisper!" rehan's reprimands.

"He's been a kayak for a long time!" Bima is no less upset.

"Belgium!" Arumi stuck out her tongue. Piqued.

Match over. Ridho came out as the winner. It was welcomed by his friends. They welcomed Ridho who ran to the side of the field because he had finished the mission.

"Gue's cool, right?" asked Ridho with pride.

Arumi shakes a thumb. "Cool bingit!"

"Your coolest light, Do!" added Sari.

Bima gave Ridho drinking water. "Drink first, Bro! Let's not get thirsty."

"really. I'm so thirsty." Ridho took over the bottle. Sipping it as quickly as possible.

"Read bismillah, Do. Your habits!" arumi Tegur.

Ridho finished half the bottle, wiping the tip of his lips. "Strong."

"For sure" said Bima.

Arumi shook her head. People who have lust forget ethics.

Ridho sat down near Sari. The sweat is pouring out non-stop. 

"Very many girls, but no one wants to sweat. Singles fate." Ridho wiped the remaining sweat on his forehead. "When my sweat smells, you know."

Arumi immediately wanted to vomit. "There is a smell!" The girl covered her nose.

All the students in the class laughed.

Ridho could only frown. Feeling the fatigue that has just now been felt.

Bima sat beside Ridho. He pulled out a handbag and rubbed Ridho's sweat while saying, "No need to wait for a girl who is sleeping. Kan, there I am."

Arumi laughed again. The behavior of a sweet black friend is just there. 

Dikira Ridho will refuse, but otherwise. The teenager participated in the plot of the drama that Bima was playing.

"Yes, dong, Ayang. Lapin was all this sweat of mine," said Ridho holding back a laugh. It's actually amused.

"The Ridho." Bima's expression looks real.

Ridho couldn't stand it. His body shifted to the right away from Bima. "Udah, ah, I'm ticklish tau!" His laughter exploded.

"Who Ridho, really, stay away!" Bima has not given up.

Ridho's shoulders goosebumps. Bima's behavior is beyond reason. "Gue goosebumps, Bim."

"Feelings are not horror movies." Bima flicked a handkerchief. Only time Ridho's sweat that had stuck to the object could be lost.

Sari noticed. "Bim, what are you doing?"

"Regular, Sar. Again the handkerchief, every time there is money falling," replied Bima.

Ridho gawked, while Arumi's forehead shriveled.

"Lo, if you don't clock this way, Bim." Rehan patted men with the nicest hair of their own. "If this hour is time for reality."

The wisest is Rehan. 

"Well, really, tuh!" Ridho turned around, turning his thumb towards Rehan. "I am the best!"

"Gue fight!" Rehan holds the collar. Self proud.

"Well, that's also a fact" continued Ridho.

Rehan clenched Ridho's forehead. "Lo, muji what's wrong?" 

"So, he's angry." Ridho held his forehead. Sick too.

Bima looked at the field that was holding a women's running match between the tenth class. One of his participants drew his heart.

"Well, tuh, cute chick!" point Bima towards the girl with the ponytail.

Ridho and Bima followed Bima.

Arumi and Sari pretended not to hear. 

"Truly cute," praised Ridho who was also stunned.

"That's mah si Ayu, IPS ten's son," Rehan said.

"Lo, know?" ask Bima.

Rehan nodded slowly. "He used to be my sister."

"I know dong." Bima sulking.

"How dare?" Rehan is doing business.

Ridho chuckled amusedly. "Based on the soul of business!" 

Day continues day. The time of rest arrived. Students and students packed the school cafeteria. At the most central table looks Arumi, Ridho, Sari, Bima, and Rehan sitting three. They ordered the favorite chicken noodles of the residents of this school building.

"Do, Lo, it was a match with the great Amri too" praised Rehan.

"Yes, tuh. Kan, it's the IPA child who is the most good at running," added Bima.

Arumi and Sari are busy with their own meals. The two add sauce to each other.

"Not much dong, Sar," protested Arumi. He was already horrified to see the amount of sauce in the bowl of Sari.

The three men glanced. Ridho was quite silent. Rehan shook his head twice, while Bima was also horrified to see him.

Sari who had just poured the spicy sauce felt challenged. His tongue was impatiently enjoying the madness he was about to face. "It's a real pleasure to know, Mi."

"That's what the disease is called!" rehan Sentak.

Sari who sat in front of Rehan stepped on the right foot of the teenager. "Like me, dong!"

Ridho took his chicken noodles. "He mah if you have not fumed in the infusion, will not kapok. Hence, doain used to be sick, kept infused."

Arumi laughed loudly. "You doain is not real. Uh, I'm following you, too, huh."

Sari's upset. All his friends laughed. 

"OKs. You're all allied!" Sari stuck a fork into the table. "Four to one. Here, forward!"

"Wih, the Sari is fighting a duel," Rehan said with another laugh.

"At least if it is fought even cry," added Bima.

Ridho and Arumi continued eating. Sometimes Ridho steals the view from Arumi. His neighbor and friend are always charming. 

"You guys!" Sari furious.

In the end they also spent the food, for fear that the second break was over. After this, there is a basketball game. Of course they must be present to enliven the match. 

Break over. All the students headed to the basketball court, as well as the five triumvirate. Just a few steps away, Arumi felt a stomachache. He went to the toilet and promised to follow.

"Don't be long," Ridho said.

Arumi ran towards the toilet. The pain is felt. His self-defense faltered, and he eventually fell because he was really sick.

"It hurts!" Arumi sat on a chair with both hands on her stomach. "Feel the feeling a little bit earlier."

There are no students. The corridor was very quiet. Obviously, everyone has gone to one place.

Suddenly the sound of footsteps approached Arumi. A tall figure stood in front of him without saying anything. Arumi slowly turned her head. Looked at in a face that was unfamiliar to him.

"Lo, if you want to sit down, not here! Road ngalangin!" That scathing phrase came out from the tall man. Their eyes met and broke into each other's net.