Scratches of Ink on my finger

Elected

Friday, the hour for my class for sports. Starting from half three to four in the afternoon.

"Heating first!" Said our gym teacher in front with his heavy voice. Mr. Damar's name is. The middle-aged man with a thick mustache with a proportional body was very respected by the students in this school. He was very careful and his speech was authoritative.

Warming up is done with a few simple movements, from head to toe.

PRIITT! The sound of his whistle echoed in this open field. The teacher then took two basketballs from the big bag he was carrying.

"Today we play basketball. ....."

He gave instructions in advance about the ball game, while we who lined up neatly in front of him listened.

"You've played basketball before, haven't you?"

"Already, Sir!" Our response echoed.

"Today I'm no longer going to tell you how to play basketball, but I'm going to see how far you know about the game. Understood?"

"Understand me, sir!" The choir was for the second time.

"So now it's going to be separated that woman in the field over there, that man over here." Said Mr. Damar while pointing at the field he meant.

On this vast field there are four basketball courts and for other playing fields also more than one, given the large number of students and the size of the school area that allows.

We started playing after the team was split by Mr. Damar. The men's team is divided into four and the women's team is the same. There will be two rounds in this game.

The sports teacher was sitting in a long chair on the edge of the court watching the students playing basketball on the field.

Yoga and I separated the team, but were both on occasion in the second round. While waiting for the time to come, we watched the first round play around Mr. Damar. Those in the long chair sat sweetly on it, while others sat down or stood. Me and Yoga stood up and we are behind Mr. Damar now.

Some of them look good at playing until the other friends are not even holding the ball. Mr. Damar smiled to see it.

CRACK IT!

"Woooooo..." Sahutan from the audience because the ball managed to enter with a beautiful throw.

"Yetoooo!" That's the shrill voice of the women around the women's square there. The hysterical screams were horrendous flattering the class leader who managed to score points. We of the people of Adam can only laugh at the Chairman who got that extreme reception. While he was in the field it threw a face of shame.

"Indeed, our Chairman is not an abal-abal!" Sahut a male friend towards the person in question and reciprocated laughter by other friends.

Those who were in the field instantly all stopped playing because the Chairman pulled over from the middle of the field still threw his face in the other direction holding shame. Team friends and opponents also patted his shoulders while smiling withholding laughter.

Mr. Damar could not help his smile that showed the teeth that are still sturdy saw his students so.

While the view gawked towards the field of the men's team, the women's team who were playing on the field there was even more spirit dribbling around. Even the slightest care becomes the greatest opportunity.

CRACK IT!

"Wooooowws.." The reply from the people of Adam saw Dina in awe there.

"Dinaaaa!" Now the hysterical screams are shifting. Again the shrill voice echoed in this open field.

"Great!" Say one of the male friends here who from earlier noticed the game on the women's field there.

Mr. Damar applauded while his face glared at the students who looked excited and played well.

Dina got a warm hug from her squad, while the opposing team looked at her with awe. Not feeling envious of it, instead making them even more excited again.

Time has passed, it is time for the second round. The team from the first round out of the field followed by the second round team. Game's starting.

Ball thrown.

PAKKS.

The first tepisan was captured by my opposing team. They then moved nimbly to prevent the ball from successfully moving into our hands.

"Take, Ga!"

HUP

The Yoga hand catches the ball perfectly, then moves nimbly while dribbling in a cool style.

"Grand!"

The ball is still captured by the opponent's hand. I watched the direction the ball was going, one omission opened up an opportunity.

TAP

My hand managed to snatch the ball from Gama's hand. soon I dribbled the ball closer to the opponent's ring, just for tik-tik. Then, I threw the ball suddenly at my other friend. He was struggling to keep the ball in his hand.

I've come a little closer to the opponent's basket.

"Babies!"

HUP

Almost the opponent who was beside me grabbed it even though the ball had slipped briefly in my hand, I caught it quickly and then made a nimble movement to avoid it. My eyes stared intently at the opponent's basket there.

HUP. I jumped and floated the ball with a big push.

The ball is now free-falling down from inside the basket. The other players could only stare at him while remaining mute looking at the ball successfully entering the basket.

Mr. Damar applauded with a smile that burst from his lips, breaking their daydreams that just stared at the ball that fell from the basket just like that.

"YYYAAAA!! Boo!!!" Started again.

"Well, great. We're just getting started, Bay." Greet a friend of my team while patting my shoulder and the other friends approaching congratulate me.

It was only the second minute. But, right, scoring goals does not look at the time. If you can go faster than that, it's better.

A similar greeting happened just like the first round earlier, a frenzy filled the field.

The game continued, my team got more points than the opposing team. After the sports this afternoon. Fresh sweat poured down the players. Before returning home, Mr. Damar first gave us a new direction after we were allowed to go home.

"Well, great you, Bay. I didn't expect it." Gama patted my shoulder after finishing drinking off the field.

"Yes, Bay. That's great." Nanda came to add.

I shook my head and drank the fresh water again.

"Other colors are less focused." I answered while closing my tumbler back.

"Eh, Bay. First, yes." My other friend waved. I nodded while smiling.

"Congratulations, Bay." The chairman approached me with that firm smile.

"You too, Chief."

The student who was greeted by the chairman then passed away from the field to go home.

"Well, the hero is you, Bay." Yoga is approaching.

I didn't know I had to respond with anything else, all I could do was shake my head and smile.

"Yuk." I said so that we would all walk home immediately, they nodded back.

"Eh, I go first, yeah. There's a need." Nanda said goodbye and then followed by Gama. They both ran ahead of me and Yoga. We continued walking leisurely.

"Wood." Mr. Damar's voice from one of the halls. "Can you talk for a second?"

"Oh, yes, sir."

"Bay, I'm waiting here, huh."

"Yes, Ga. Shorty, yeah."

I ran a little towards Mr. Damar who was still in front of the door of the room. He invited me inside and let me sit in one of the chairs there.

"Look, Son. I'm looking for students who will be in the match." Mr. Damar paused for a moment, I was still waiting for what he would say. "See you have potential. So, I'd like to ask you to join a basketball group. You willing?"

"Not in basketball has been chosen to join it, sir?"

"True, but it does not rule out the possibility that from outside the exkul it can also participate. Hows it? You want?"

I took a moment of this decision. In fact, my daily life is already busy and arguably quite dense. What happens if I add other activities, it could be one or several activities become neglected.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to train, sir."

Mr. Damar wore a warm smile on his face, "He trained outside of study time, an hour after school and Saturday-Sunday from half-time three to five."

I'm thinking again. Indeed at that hour there was no other activity, and I was actually also interested in this. I took a deep breath to convince myself.

I decided my decision with a steady nod, "Okay, sir. I'm coming along."

Mr. Damar chuckled on my shoulder. He gave me a little direction before letting me out of the room.

"Well done, Bay?" Yoga is still waiting in that place, and now it is with Love. Today they're off for math training.

"Udah."

"Called why, Bay?" Yoga is curious.

I hesitated a little to tell him.

"To know, dong. Kepo, here."

"I was asked to be a participant for a basketball game later, Ga."

BUKK. Yoga's fist pounded at the base of my arm which made my body stagger. I held my arm because of it.

"I support you, Bay." Yoga was steady with a big smile on his face. "Congratulations, yes." The second time his fist hit the base of my arm.

I'm a little awkward, "Love, Ga."

"Congratulations, yes." Say Love with a smile that looks happy to hear this news.

"Thank you, Cin."