
The coach would swim on the beach with some of his friends.
She was wearing a swimsuit and getting ready to swim.
When the coach was swimming suddenly there were two large bodies that dragged him swimming in the middle of the sea. Even the bear times his face dipped in water so he had trouble breathing.
"Who are you?" the coach shouted while trying to breathe air. His chest felt tight and filled with water.
"You don't need to know who we are!" the two unknown people said.
Because dipped in water for a long time finally the coach was unconscious.
He floats in the middle of the sea. No one saw the incident, because at that time his friends were swimming in different places.
When they were going home they looked for him, but because they did not find him they thought if the coach had gone home.
Two days the students were confused because the coach room was open and he was nowhere to be seen.
Everyone was looking for him, until suddenly there were some police members who came and gave sad news if the coach died from being carried away by the current while swimming.
"What?" asked Vano in disbelief.
"I heard from the Rector. Now the Rector is at the police station" said Regan who is currently sitting next to Vano.
"It's worth it that the coach's day is nowhere to be seen" Vano said.
"I was in his room yesterday too. And I went there twice but didn't manage to see him" Regan said.
"When will his body be buried?"
"Tomorrow said."
"Now you're going there?"
"You wanna come?"
"Let's go together."
Vano and Regan go together to the funeral home. His body has now been moved from a police hospital to a funeral home.
"I'll take Sasha along."
"Yes already. I'm waiting here."
Vano then went to Sasha's room. Sasha was sitting with Madina in front of her laptop.
"Saisha. You wanna come?" take Vano when he gets near her.
"Where?" sasha asked as she looked towards Vano.
"House of sorrow." replied Vano while looking at Sasha's face.
"Who died?" sasha asked because she had not heard from the coach about his passing.
"Our coach." replied Vano softly and softly. Loss is clearly visible from his face.
"What?" Sasha and Madina then looked at each other.
Hicks! hyx! They even cried hugging.
"How did this happen? hyx! hyks....."
"What's the reason?" Ask Madina who looks more stoic.
"Not sure yet. Reportedly sank and carried away by the flow" said Vano who was sad to see the face of Sasha who was so hit.
"Let's go there. Regan's coming along, too."
Suddenly Rossa was at the door and hearing what they were talking about, her tears were rushing.
He was also very saddened by the news. She hugged Sasha and they hugged her.
"Let's go there now." Said Madina who looked more patient and stoic.
Sasha and Rossa walked together. Sasha's hands became extremely cold. His feet were even trembling as he walked. The water did not stop flowing and was getting louder.
Some of the students who did not know the news were surprised to see Sasha crying all the way.
"Where's Regan?" ask Madina.
"He's there. It's been parked." replied Vano.
Arriving at the parking lot they immediately boarded the car and headed straight to the funeral home.
Not how long they've been there. Some students and teachers were already there. They sit in chairs that are available in neat rows. Silent. There's no sound.
They were all saddened by the sudden death of the coach.
There was no message or the last person to see him.
Only Rossa continued to observe and could not believe that she was drowning.
How could it be drowning, Rossa knows full well if the coach is swimming. Mana might drown, because swimming there has become a routine on the weekend.
Surely he already knows how the waves in the sea on the edge of the beach.
I can't believe he died from swimming.
Rossa finally stood beside the glass chest. He prayed for his soul to be calm there.
Regretting that there was no message or anything before his death.
Sasha also stood beside Rossa. He also prayed for a coach who was so persistent and earnest in training him all this time.
And his services will not be forgotten at any time. Sasha will continue to remember her kindness and all her merits as well as her struggles.
Happiness is not even a week. But the grief of this loss has made that happiness disappear.
The celebration for Sasha's victory was two days away. Unfortunately, the coach cannot be with them and be happy.
He was calm in nature.
His memory will always remain in the heart of every student close to him.
And the last time the closest was Sasha and her friends.
The fight is over. His name will always be remembered as a great and reliable coach.
Sasha's achievements are a testament to her patience in training each of her students.