The Love of Alika

Eps 13's

Today's sports lessons are outrageous. Mr. Sugi, who is famous for being the strictest in sports affairs, ordered all his students to run around the field up to seven rounds. Children who have never been good at exercising like Alika must be bored immediately.

There were even about fifteen children who had fallen unconscious. Of course not all of them passed out. Some of them just pretend to escape the torture presented by Mr. Sugi.

Crazy, which teacher gives a gift to his student with a torment. All of that must be just the mischief of Mr. Sugi, saying that it is just a warm-up before playing basketball.

Even though without running the basketball is quite draining, what happens if you still have to be told to run around like a horse in the race. It seemed like Mr. Sugi was indeed deliberately forcing his students to squeeze out sweat.

    “My map, Al. I want to faint,” Nadia who began to be overwhelmed by her breath immediately pulled the shoulder of Alika –who was running near her– to get a grip so that she did not completely collapse.

    “Lo think I'm not tired? Mr. Sugi could torture his students like gini. He thinks we want to run a marathon what?”

    “Tau tuh Pak Sugi's. Anyway, I want to talk to the director about all this. I do not accept the training of the military style gini.”

    Priritt. . . Priritt. . .

There was a whistle that sounded very loud.

    “ Woi, that there do not arisan first. Sports clock is not finished,” Suddenly the sound of someone echoing filled the entire basketball court. Alika and Nadia immediately wavered. 

His name is Pak Sugi, a sports teacher at Trisaka Bangsa High School. The man was short in stature with a protruding stomach. Bald head and his moustache are not half-hearted.

For a sports teacher, such posture looks far from the impression of people who like jogging or treadmil. Even more similar to people whose work is only to eat sleep all day. Not really cool.

    “Crazy for people! We ngosan gini said again arisan. Wait for my vengeance, sir!” nadia grumbled as she resumed her running. In his brain, he intended to deflate the wheels of his teacher's unforgiving car.

    “Emang lo want to do?”

    “Gue wants to do his car,”

    “Bare?”

    “Again. Tell my guy to be. .”

    “Basic lo! So the girls. .” Alika did not continue her words when she felt her HP was shaking.

+628564xxxx545 ✔

Plg sklh you meet gw. I want to talk to you.

Alika read the message while frowning.

    “From who, Al?”

    “Nknow. No name,”

    “Try here I see!”

Alika gave her HP to Nadia. Then his best friend took out his smartphone from his pants pocket.

    “I think I am familiar with this number,” muttered Nadia while pressing the button on the latest smartphone output. “Induce! This is the number Lian.” exclaimed Nadia after successfully finding the number she was looking for.

    “That's really you?”

    “Cek ajah if you don't believe!”

Now it's Alika's finger that plays the keypad on one of those gadgets. And how shocked he was when he found the name of the owner of the anonymous message that was none other than Lian. His enemy all along.

    “Kok he can have my mobile number?” alika's eyes narrowed towards Nadia, there was a sense of suspicion that she felt on her best friend, “Cowok lo who gave you right?”

    “Do not origin nudu lo! Who knows Lian herself asked to Dony.”

    “Do he know my HP number?”

    “Yes make it!”

Alika once again read the message from Lian. Why did the guy suddenly ask Alika to meet him after school. If there is something that you want to talk about, why not just go through whatsapp. Or he could call Alika directly without having to ask her to meet.