T&R

3. PAST TIMES

"Nan, sorry! I can't accept you!" Rafael.

"Why, El? I'm less of the same!" Kinan continued to shed his tears. "What's wrong with you?!"

Eve that night was cold. Plus the rain and thunder that are mutually unpretentious. Adding to the atmosphere of the night represents the feeling that is in the heart of a beautiful girl named Kinan. Crushed.

"Gue doesn't like you yet, Nan! Maybe someday I'll like you!"

"But when? We've been friends from childhood, El. And you never had the same feeling as me?" Kinan Clear. "Well, when else?"

"Gue already considers you a friend, Nan! I never felt the same way!"

"Lo evil, El!"

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...THE OFFICER HIGH SCHOOL FIELD...

The writing was clearly displayed in the school building of Officer High School. Officers' Basketball is one of the school's pride because it is the school's most widely used trophy contributor besides the chemistry Olympics. The basketball team is led by Arga. Former from Tiffany. You could say that guy is handsome. But, honey, the behavior is bad.

And the most interesting among them was Rafael. Although he was only a member, but he was the one who put the ball into the basket of opponents.

"Rafa'el's spirit! Go Arga!" Excited the cheers who cheered the two handsome guys. Making Tiffany who was watching the game grunt as if to see Irene head of the cheerleaders call Rafael's name hysterical.

"EL, ATTACK!" Shouted his coach who made the guy dribble the ball towards his opponent's territory.

"DIRECT, SHOOT!" Shouted Herwin his coach.

Snapping, Rafael immediately do a lay up that makes the enemy in front of him quietly protect the technique he did. And again, the guy managed to set a record for his team.

"Anjay, get better, lo!" Praise Steven, Rafael's teammate.

PRITTTES

The whistle from Mr. Herwin has sounded. Marking the match is over. The basketball players breathed a sigh of relief. Dingy.

At the end of the field. Arga took the ball. Both of his eyes were sharp looking at Rafael in envy.

"Argha... Arga, how are you playing? Look at Rafael, the more the better the playing days. But, you!" Mr. Herwin who was at the end of the field scolded Arga.

Arga glanced at Rafael sharply. Angrier.

"I hope" said Mr. Herwin. "In the future you can be better, better than everything. Including Rafael, too,"

Arga nodded his head in understanding. He did not make the same sound though, because in his mind now there was only Rafael who he wanted to destroy. "Yes, sir. I promise you, it will be better than this!"

Mr. Herwin did not care at all, and instead left Arga just like that. He looks upset because Arga basketball game is so bad. "I'm coming home, for all of you, step up the game! And for you Rafael, your game this time is amazing! Please defend that!" Message from Herwin.

"Yes, thank you, sir!"

After Mr. Herwin left, the atmosphere of the field was quiet. Silent. Actually, his friends also know, that Rafael should be the one who deserves to serve as the chairman of the Officer Basketball. Not Arga.

"Raphel!!!"

The cry of a girl who broke the silence. He saw Rafael sitting down and drinking a bottle of water in his hand.

"Are you drinking?!" Tiffany arrived next to Rafael.

Rafael is shocked when suddenly Tiffany is next to him. He almost spewed water from his mouth. Rafael wonder. Why is this girl always there wherever she is? Every day and everywhere. Rafael always hears a shrill scream from the girl next to him.

"Don't! It's for Rafael!" Reject Tiffany. He held the bottle stronger than before.

"He doesn't want to!" Said Arga. "Looking for me, I haven't had a drink!"

"No, Ga. Rafael really wants to, just be ashamed!"

"Are you ready for him?" Ask Arga ketus. He looked at Tiffany sharply.

Rafael was silent. Then he stood up to approach Arga's body. "He's my girlfriend! What do you want?"

"Ohhh, so this is your new boyfriend!" Arga clapped his hands in a nyiyir tone. "Originally you know, yes! He's my ex!"

Rafael pulls the collar of Arga's sportswear. "Keep why if he's your ex!"

"Look, dong!" Arga threw Rafael's hand from his collar. "No papa, anyway, it's up to you! I'm just saying, did that little loo stick come in the same loose Fanny bread?!"

"ASSHOOK!" A raw bogem landed right on Arga's cheek, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Look down dong, bro" Arga cleans up the blood that's flowing from his mouth. "Gue just wanted to tell you, lo! Rather than a tinge of no taste because it's loose,"

"DOG!"

Arga dodged the blow. "And look at her now, look at her tiny lips," Arga pointed at the silent, unmoved Tiffany. Tiffany held her breath because of the incident just now. "Look at her tiny lips! I've never spit with me!"

"BACOT, DOG!"

Raphael was about to raise his fist at Arga. But he stopped, not continuing after hearing the familiar-sounding scream of the girl in his ear.

"IT'S EASY! STOP OUT! DON'T MAKE A FUSS!"

The students who watched instead of breaking up, just kept quiet and watched the two like a show.

"STOP!"

"Tuh, right! You see he's got me!" Arga smiled proudly, as if he had won.

"SILENCE! DISPERSE YOU!" Shouted Tiffany disperse the crowd of students who were in front of him. Instead of dispersing, these disciples were getting closer and closer around the three of them.

"GO, DON'T YOU, GA?" Tell Tiffany. He pushed Arga's body away.

"GUE DON'T WANT ME NOT TO BE WITH LO!"

"GO IT YOURSELF!" Tell Tiffany. "Gue don't want you guys fighting anymore! And make you, Ga. Don't ever tell me again!" Tiffany pointed at Arga with a sharp look in her eyes.

"What's wrong with my story? I'm telling the truth!" Arga clasped Tiffany's hand. "You have it loose!"

BRACKET

A hard punch landed right for the second time on Arga's cheek. He fell to the ground while drawing fresh blood from his nose and mouth.

"El, elo-," Not done yet Tiffany spoke, her hand was already drawn first by Rafael leaving the crowd. Leaving Arga who was still down in his position.

"WICKHEAD! BOTH DOGS!"

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