THE LAST LOVE PIER
THE LAST LOVE PIER
Haris and Andini were sitting in the school cafeteria enjoying soto rice.
" Weekday ris where do you usually go ? ".
Andini started the conversation.
" Not anywhere, most fishing with friends or dad ".
Haris replied while stirring the soto rice in front of him.
" Tomorrow ? ".
" Maybe I'm fishing ".
" Who with ? ".
" Alone ".
" Can I come ? ".
" May if you want ".
" I'm going to your house tomorrow morning ".
Haris nodded with a smile.
Early in the morning Andini arrived at Haris' house, he brought a lot of food like people want to picnic.
Haris took Andini to the river where he often fished while carrying mats and fishing gear, he deliberately chose a quiet place away from the settlement to calm down.
After getting the desired place Haris held a mat and put the luggage.
They also began to spread the fishing line, coincidentally that day their fate was unlucky, not a single fish grabbed their hook.
It's been almost an hour they sit there still nil, it looks like fish do not medekati kail them.
Andini was already starting to fidget, she was not used to idly sculpting like that. He noticed Haris looked seriously silent while waiting for his fishing line to be struck by a fish, but Andini was impatient, he did not like it if he had to stay silent for hours without talking.
" You are silent, Ris, not happy ".
Andini barkata while showing a sullen face, she was really upset from just sitting down.
" Cuisine people go fishing happily and then laugh, run dong fishnya ".
Haris looked at Andini in surprise, he had never seen anyone fishing for joy, usually like this, silent.
" I want us as usual, dong's story, silent cooking continues, tired of knowing ".
" Okay, I want a cancil story to steal a cucumber ".
Haris showed a funny mimic.
" Yes not so, I mean we go fishing while ngorol, usually you.most can funny stories ".
" Then I'm going to change clothes first huh, pack clown clothes ".
" Your mouth will be the one I'm fishing for ".
Andini getting upset, he lifted the handle of the fishing rod and directed his hook to Haris's face, but Haris instead laughed out loud.
" Why laugh ? ".
" He cooks his fish like this ha.ha.ha.ha ".
Andini could not stand it anymore, he put the handle of the fishing rod and then pounded Haris, who was pounded to fall toppled, Andini continued to chase and thumped repeatedly until Haris was forced to hold Andini's hand and embrace him.
They rolled on the mat, Andini hugged back, their faces were very close, Haris immediately regained his senses and let go of his embrace.
" I'm sorry I didn't mean it ".
Andini's face turned red, finally they did not go fishing.
After Andini returned home, Haris pensively alone, almost kissed Andini, goosebumps all over her body.
If he had gone any further, I don't know what would have happened, it seems that Andini deliberately returned his embrace. But he was grateful to quickly realize, because the place was very quiet far from the settlement, very dangerous, many shocks.
Meeting Class.
This inter-class match is taking place at SMA Negri 1, an annual event that is always held ahead of receiving the report on the class increase.
Haris class is very minimal achievement, not much reliable, some just be a spectator.
After walking two days of class they just won one second championship title from the table tennis branch where Anwar who became the bike, Anwar, now only hope from Volly son who has entered the final and chess where Haris became a pedestal of hope.
Haris is playing chess in the school hall, this is the last day, the game uses the Swiss system 7 innings. For a while he led with a value of 5.5 from the results of five wins and one draw, from six innings that have been running.
His opponent this time is quite heavy, Abdul Rozak a reliable chess player who holds the title of National Master (MN ), Rozak has a value of 5, only half a number adrift of Haris.
Haris must win this party or at least remis to become champion, if to lose means Rozak who became champion because the value will be 6, superior to half numbers
from Haris.
The match has used a chess clock for those whose value is 4 and above and also uses notation, which is the paper used to record the steps taken.
Haris holding the white fruit, he advances the piece in front of the two-step minister, hoping Rozak serves the opening of the Hindu King who is his mainstay.
It turns out that Rozak serves the game Haris, he also stepped the piece in front of the minister two steps, then they compete in accordance with the Hindu King's opening theory, it is not expected that Rozak is also very good at playing this opening.
The longer the match the more exciting, fighting each other strategy fighting tactics as in the Greek war, several times they make a combination move. Once it seems that Haris met a heavy opponent, Rozak is more shrewd than he thought.
The game was very difficult for almost two hours, the chess pieces only stayed a few pieces on the chessboard. Haris has begun to be desperate, at least lost one while the position of the king is not safe.
But wait, if you notice the flag on the chess clock Rozak has almost fallen, while the chess clock Haris is still ten minutes away, who whose chess clock falls first is declared defeated.
Rozak realized that, he sped up his pace, one more step he would check on the king of Haris, but he had not had time to step up his chess clock flag first fell, he lost.
From the chess arena switch to the Volly field which is in the Garuda court owned by the military which is right across the street of their school.
In the field already looks Budi and friends of 3 IPA is warming up, next to it also looks IPS children where Syofyan who became the champion.
Volly Ball is a sports terpaforit in their school, no wonder if the audience boils, a lot, men and women.
Haris stood on the edge of the field, he did not participate in the match, beside him looked Andini with a radiant face, he liked to watch the game Volly, what else was competing his friends one class.
The match began, number after number began to be recorded on the scoreboard, initially the match was balanced, several times Budi high stature dropped his smes, as well as Syofyan.
But over time Budi and his friends began to struggle, Syofyan raged, his smes became more and more, he seemed to want to show off in front of Andini who looked friendly beside Haris, finally, class 3 IPA lost by the number 15-9.
The second set was back in balance, aftershocks followed, the audience cheered encouragingly. At 7-7 one of the 3rd class IPA players fell, his legs fell, he was taken off the field and could no longer continue the match.
None can replace, they are threatened to lose disqualification, lose WO.
" Ris you're the one who advanced ".
Andini clasped Haris' hand.
" I can't play Volly Andini ".
" Already advanced, rather than losing without competing ".
Haris rarely played volleyball, only a few times in his RT residence, he did not feel sure.
Actually he has been trained to hit a volleyball, almost every afternoon before taking a shower he hit a padlock ball behind his house. He would throw the ball up high and jump and hit the ball against the wall.
With some hesitation he changed clothes and went into the field, the match resumed.
Incidentally it was his turn to serve, he immediately swerved far back and then ran while throwing the ball high up and quickly jumped and.hit the ball violently hit the direction of Shoyan, very tight.
Syofyan stuttered, he did not expect Haris to be able to serve like that, he tried to receive the ball but the ball went off the field.
" Come on Haris !! ".
Andini cheered while clapping.
Three times Haris serve the same, the armature changed to 10-7, but on the fourth serve the ball hit the net.
Bolapun moved, now it was Syofyan's turn to serve, he directed the ball towards Haris, he wanted to reply Haris treatment earlier, he said, the diving ball was immediately greeted by Haris while giving a pass to Budi who immediately greeted him and threw it towards the opponent.
It turns out that the game Haris is not bad, he even became his own entertainment with his hilarious movements, the game was getting more exciting, the audience cheered Haris.
Syofyan was getting emotional, his punch was no longer directed to the field but to the audience, the ball right hit the head of one of the students who was watching, he collapsed, fell down.
The audience pushed forward to gang up Syofyan but was quickly broken by Mr. Sartono their sports teacher, Syofyan suspended not to play
Without Syofyan it was easy for Haris' team to beat the opponent and win the game.
After the match Haris hastily walked towards the school to change clothes, but he just stepped foot into the school house Syofyan approached and immediately raised his hand towards Haris.
" Eh what the fuck is this ".
Haris immediately retreated avoiding Syofyan's blow.
Back Syofyan threw his punch, once again Haris avoids not willing to serve because remember the message of his teacher not to carelessly use silat, the children run closer.
Shoyan's emotions were getting worse so he let go of the kick. This time Haris did not stay silent, he served by releasing a kick as well, very fast, knowing Syofyan was already nyungsep on the ground.
The comrades of one of Syofyan's gang came forward to gang up, but suddenly there was a scream.
" Stop !!! ".
The headmaster stood in front of the school, his face red withstanding anger, Haris, Syofya and his three friends were told to enter the principal's room.
" Syofyan!, again you make a fuss ".
" He who began.pak ".
Syofyan tried to defend himself.
" Lied sir he attacked me first ".
Several people were then questioned as witnesses, all incriminating Syofyan Cs, then mercilessly they were expelled from school.
Apparently Syofyan did not accept, let alone them until they were expelled from school, he would make calculations.
Home school Haris and his three friends were intercepted Syofyan and friends, they brought two more people with large bodies.
" Be careful Ris, it seems like they want to make a fuss ".
Be reminded.
" This is the man's bang ".
Syofyan pointed at Haris.
The big-bodied man came forward and threw his punch at Haris, but Haris was not the boy yesterday afternoon, he was trained, a student of Engkoh Liem. Without dodging he released a kick towards the man's stomach, which immediately sat down while holding his stomach.
Syofyan gasped, he immediately pulled out the knife followed by his friends, but not to mention they had time to attack the police already came and brandished the gun, but, apparently the headmaster who was suspicious of Syofyan's facial features called the police.
" Don't move, let go of the weapon, raise your hand ! ".
Syofyan and his friends did not budge, they released knives and raised their hands and then marched to the police station to account for their actions carrying sharp weapons and threatening the safety of others.
