The Black Pirates

CH. 117 – Sports

This time Hambala seemed to show his misunderstanding about the figure of Boba. Deep in prejudice understand other words. The cool language is Boba is baper and his behavior is strange.

As for the past. There is no baper term. Gosh gosh? In the past, if there was an awkward feeling, yes directly tabok— depending on the person being patient or not.

Hambala's feelings were not that, but rather he was just confused. A moment of scratching my head.

Really am. The wrong speech can lead to another understanding. Gosh gosh? Repeat. The attitude of a person in the past depends on the discovery of manners or not. From the way to behave is able to make someone's authority look.

In ancient times or maybe today there are people whose attitude is like having no brain. Behaving and speaking without thinking, just bringing speech to others, just acting to vent the taste that is in its heart as if showing the lake of self-incompetence. Communicating leaves manners.

Hambala stared hard, pacified for a moment. Now that Boba had changed from being angry back then his face was smiling. Baper is in a situation Hambala never understood.

“Boba, you need to know I never thought of you as a brother. One more thing about what I said earlier if you want to go, just go.” Hambala frankly said it. Certainly manners have not been found in him.

Although some people know, even before Hambala has mentioned it himself about manners that I don't know his own manners. It was her who had no mirror attitude.

In this world, it is the attitude that distinguishes between humans and animals.

Look at the mistakes that are within you. Whether it is in terms of speech, actions and so on. This time, Kalboza was about to reprimand, but was prevented in the esophagus. I don't know why there's something he can't say. Kalboza had to abandon his intentions.

The feeling that when it is discussed will be at length eat a lot of paper. That's how it feels about someone who is complicated.

“Hambala, you speak sassy like I'm provoking my anger again, actually what do you want. Prevent me or want to kick me out?” Boba clenched his hands, revealing a face of annoyance.

Jalbia tried quickly to find a solution so that Boba was not angry. In another state Jalbia looked at Aisha, understanding her previous state.

Jalbia understands Aisha's feelings. Where could he be silent. If they were left alone, obviously a fight would happen again. He still thought of Aisha who had originally stopped the fight between the two of them, now they started it again.

“Hambala. Don't lure the mood. You want to keep fighting or what? Just because of trivial problems.trivial problems you discuss again as if you want to provoke mistakes. Come on, can't you just stay put or something that doesn't cause a commotion to happen again.” Jalbia explained at length, but in the depths of his heart said another. “If Aisha had not stopped their fight before, I would have supported Boba again to beat Hambala, but given Aisha I did not have the heart to cheer the sound of telling them to fight each other.”

That's Jalbia. He briefly understood the situation, though desperately wanted to stare at them fighting. That was his heart, not in how many faces he had. Two faces, front and back.

No, not so. It's about something inside someone. However discussed everything will be difficult to look deeper.

Tabra started to dehem. Approaching the four of them. “It looks like the four of you are a hobby once arguing, huh?” The figure of the man dressed in blue sea changed the sound, other than usual.

Glosia frowned in wonder. Why did Tabra's voice change, even sounding like a tiger wanted to eat prey? I don't know if he can't guess. While Hambala stared no kidding.

“What do you mean, Tabra?” Hambala dared to question him directly. Boba raised an eyebrow, muttering a bit could not be heard by the others.

Jalbia nudged Boba's arm slightly. “Hey, what did you just say? Tell that to me.” He whispered, his voice swallowed near Boba's ear.

Boba shook his head, glaring as a gesture of not wanting to say it. Jalbia slammed his mouth, no longer saying force or so forth. He thought that it was also not important to know. Elsewhere, Aisha seemed to be slightly away from all of them.

Jalbia saw it at a glance to understand the feelings of a woman who was sad. He noticed more clearly there was an uneasy feeling in the woman's mind, just that guesses that could be wrong, could also be right.

Tabra looked up again without smiling. “I've noticed the four of you seem to be exercising less. Come with me to lift the big stone that was there.” Tabra pointed towards a large, long-shaped stone, exactly the shape of a sports equipment.

Boba raised his head. “For what? Does that matter to me?” He put out his head. Important or not that's what Boba thought.

“Waste of time only.” Boba murmured to show a face that did not like what Tabra said. While Glosia raised her hand like there was something she wanted to ask.

Tabra looked at the smile. “What's up, Glossia? Is there something you want to ask?”

Glosia. Tabra asked him what he wanted to ask. Just ask, no one would be insulting, just because of a question. Sometimes there is no such thing.

He started a slow tone of speech. “Tabra, wouldn't it be better to look for a captain who has disappeared than to lift a stone that has absolutely no benefit at all?” Glosia says the question is disavowal. In fact, just like Boba, they are like a group in the bond of trouble always friendly.

That's probably why their answers are the same. What is the benefit of lifting a stone? Nothing, there is just tired and the muscles will ache. That's what's inside Glossia's mind.

Kalboza Daritadi heard him about to laugh, of course laughing at what Tabra had previously told him.

“Why? Glossia you don't accept? Are you the same? Unfortunately the four of you will still lift it, even if you do not like it. Come on, come with me. Don't give much reason!” Tabra advanced, stepping towards the large-sized stone there. The four of them could not do much, the mangut-mangut walked with him.

Unfortunately Kalboza's guess missed, he just guessed that certainly can be right and can be wrong.

Arriving near a large stone. Not far away. He began to breathe, tighten his muscles, then lift them first from the four of them as an example of himself. Tabra hopes to be their role model at once to make them eager to imitate the lifting of the stone he is now lifting.

“You should know this exercise can help the development of strong muscles, of course strong muscles are needed when there is a fight. More so against the pirates, we have to practice a lot. Who knows we met them, involved a fight that requires us to face off against with power.” Tabra explained in more detail, his hand had already raised a large stone.

Not long after he threw it to the side. Right hit by the tree, thank God the tree did not fall and Tabra's hand was fine, not sprained by throwing it.

The four people who had been with Tabra were now staring in amazement. Other men arrived including Ashraq and Aswa Daula who initially did not want to gather with other men. The place is near, not far. That is the temptation they want to look more detailed about Tabra who threw the stone before.

A clear throwing sound sounded like a smell that smelled like smoke filled the surrounding of their place. The birds seemed to be flying in shock, giving rise to the distinctive sound of the forest.

Tabra again tightens the muscles, showing light exercise movement. Look at her hand muscles expanding, her face smiling while lifting up. Previously Tabra did not know about the sports movement.

He knew it from that night through the conversation between himself and Asra Burona, when old verses and rhymes filled the atmosphere. It was there that he listened clearly to the sporting movements he was now showing to all his men.

Tabra raised the stone again. His gaze looked towards the men.

Kalboza focus pay attention. “Lumayan, but it seems like one stone alone will not be enough to be able to be strong.” He underestimated at the beginning of his speech. Then a little praise next.

However, it seems that some do not like to hear it.

“Kalboza, shut the fuck up. Just happened, before you acted like a smart-ass and smart-ass, now you're acting pretty strong in front of all of us!” Boba again answered with a serious look.

He is the one who does not like to hear the words of Kalboza which for him sound like acting strong. Complete already feels smart, smart and strong-ass. Three at once pronounced complete without minus one.

While Tabra was still busy lifting. He heard Boba's loud voice, but tried to ignore him.

Some tried to calm Boba's feelings. Kalpra knocks on Kalboza's head. “Already, you don't look for a fuss anymore. Kalboza, stop that arrogant-sounding tone of yours.” Kalpra gave his view. He said it straight away without even showing the look of a happy face.

Kalboza briefly stared with a narrowed eye bead. He did not accept being said arrogantly. “You need to know I'm not arrogant. You misjudged me. Kalpra, be careful in speaking because you have actually told people falsehoods. Don't judge someone from the outside, you need to know I'm not.”

“You're acting smart again! So, what if not arrogant, haah?” Boba attacked loudly.

Kalboza shrugged his shoulders. “Think about it yourself. Boba, my tone from the past was like this. I'm not arrogant, but that's my tone. You're the only one who doesn't recognize me. You are the same Kalpra.” He defended himself, explaining at a glance trying to plunge a sharp remark into their heart.

Unfortunately. His words did not succeed. Failed, due to wrong places and conditions that are not supportive. Some kind of rock meets a rock.

Look, now the look on Boba's face looks shriveled. It didn't last long he said the frustration wanted to hit, but said his best friend had to be patient. The beauty of the world will be felt when someone is able to be patient.

Jalbia and Glosia swiftly gave calm in the form of beautiful words that were heard was cool because the two of them had previously looked at themselves, hearing clearly then understood the feeling of Aisha who had let out a hoarse voice about to cry.

Kalpra sighed. “Kalboza, I mean is you can reduce it or change your tone to be a little more comfortable we heard it.” He said it full of gentleness.

Not soft in the same sense as women. Not that, but soft in the sense of manners. Silent moment. Kalpre continued patting Kalboza's shoulder.

The other men seemed to silence themselves, not wanting to argue anymore because it was tired of arguing and just wasting time with things that were in vain.

“Ah. You're right, Kalpra. Looks like I should be able to change my tone.” Kalboza put his hand in his pants pocket. At that time he was wearing trousers with a chain skull motif.

Tabra Daritadi seemed to be in a state of displeasure, now calling Kalboza and the others to come to exercise with him. They all agreed and it happened in that place to exercise each other. Tabra gave a little lesson about sports science in his brain.

Aisha simply watched from a distance and wished the captain well. Hoping with hope looming high reaches the clouds.

A blonde-haired woman clasped her hands, filling her heart with anxious verses.

Various kinds of prayers of salvation echoed for the captain who was out of nowhere now.