TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

Rescuing

Zafir entered the stands with an erratic feeling, after Fely's shock.

"Lik, why am I doing this?" tanya Zafir looked at Malik after performing worship.

"Sometimes," answered Malik ambiguously.

"You mean, what is it sometimes?" ask Zafir.

"Are you really not angry?" Malik stared intensely at the face of Zafir who had been handsome since birth, especially if using white peci like this aura like an aura of an ustadz not a boned aura.

"Wkwkwkkk..." Malik laughed in his heart. Worried that his best friend is getting bigger.

"Seriously, I'm not mad at you." Zafir looked at Malik who folded his alphabet.

"You're a very serious man. People who first know you must think you can not be invited to joke. Pendiem and focus on the goal" Malik replied.

"When you are open and can be invited to compromise. It's just the way you talk that makes them disinclined."

"Eating it occasionally enjoy life, Zafran was married. Zafira found her partner. You when?" ledek Malik's.

"Not to suck. You are single yourself!" reply Zafir.

Malik laughed sarcastically at Zafir's taunts, which he said flatly without any witty intonation.

"Udah ah, Fir! Whatever you are, you are still my best friend! Yuuk ah ride! Just play!" Malik pulls Zafir's hand out of Cak Hasan's room.

"Sir, suwun!" malik and Zafir said.

Cak Hasan only responded with his thumb.

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"Fir, that's the girl you were greeting?" point Malik to Fely who is sitting in the lower stands.

"Fely you mean?" Zafir observed Malik's hand

"Yes... don't know what his name is?" answer Malik.

"It looks like he came with his girlfriends," said Zafir looked at Fely who was sitting with five girls lined up with a laugh and joined shouting the name of his favorite player or feel disappointed when the ball pass was not on target.

Euphoria on the field is different from watching from home or nobar.

Zafir and Malik often experienced it themselves. But they always choose to watch the game when playing at home. Than when playing in another city.

When playing in another city they watch at home or nobar in the base camp doll and persebaya that he knows.

Zafir was still focused on watching Hansamu Yama and his friends. While Malik he felt kepo with the surrounding that began to boisterous.

The score was 2-0 ahead of Arema.

The game was still going on in the second round.

"Firs.. Zafir!" call Malik.

"Why?" Zafir turned towards Malik.

"Something's wrong" whispered Malik.

"Do you hear anything outside?"malik continued to sharpen his hearing.

The curious Zafir shifted his focus to his sense of hearing. But because Zafir was less sensitive in those senses, making him shake his head.

"She's Zafir! We better hang on! because if you run away, you can't either!"

"What do you mean, Lik?" Zafir looked at Malik in confusion.

"Auk aah.it's up to you! I'm gonna hang out in Cak Hasan's room. If there's anything in there!" malik said get out of the stands.

The insensitive Zafir let Malik into Cak Hasan's own room. And he was engrossed in enjoying the pass of the ball Aji Santoso's men comfortably.

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The match is almost over, the referee will blow his whistle as the end of the match will be won by the team bajul ijo with a score of 2-1.

Zafir heard a loud bang behind him along with the final whistle of the game.

Suddenly he remembered Malik. In haste, Zafir stood up rushing to find Malik's whereabouts.

But his gaze was fixed on Fely who was just as panicked as he was. The girl squashed the male audience whose body was bigger. While his friends who had gone nowhere.

With superpowers, Zafir infiltrates the sidelines of the audience capturing the girl's body. Clenching, protecting him from other large-bodied men who moved out due to the sound of the bang earlier.

Fely himself was so afraid that the heated GBT situation could only stand still as Zafir saved his body that was almost stepped on by the audience who were jostling out.

Even when Zafir took him away from the GBT area with his sports bike, Fely was still unmoved. His brain was still unable to think clearly.

Suddenly Zafir stopped his bike.

"Why, Fir?" fely's voice rattled, the girl still looked frightened by the events she had just experienced.

"My friend missed out on GBT!" exciting Zafir.

"What's? So we're gonna go get him back?" panic Fely.

"So, he's got his own bike. Let me just call!" Zafir searched Malik's contacts by tapping the green phone icon on his monitor.

"Lik, you go back by yourself! I've sampled this Banyu Urip." Zafir giggled to explain his position.

From the other side came the sound of Malik berating Zafir without caring if his best friend received it or not. But usually if Zafir feels guilty he will shut up and apologize.

"Yes... Da... I was wrong to make my own friend. I'll see you tomorrow at my house...! Bye," Zafir closed the call.

"Come on! We're home!"

Without asking where Fely lived, Zafira drove the bike.

"Down!" decreed Zafir as soon as he arrived in front of his house.

"Whose house is this, Fir?" Fely observed the house where Zafir stopped.

"My house! Come inside!" Zafir invited Fely in.

"Assynnya!" Zafir just walked in.

The young man glanced at his watch, 18.37.

"Umma same Buya must be to the mosque," he murmured inwardly.

"Mom Erna, please make a drink for Zafir's friend!" Zafir went into his room to pray Maghrib.

Ms. Erna just said it.

After the prayer, Zafir came out into the living room. The young man was just a dumbstruck bus staring at Fely who closed his eyes on the long sofa of the living room.

The warm drink prepared by Ms. Erna is still untouched.

Zafirpun sat on the other sofa opposite Fely. There was no intention to awaken or disturb the calmness of his classmate.

While waiting for Fely to wake up and azan isya, Zafir plays the game in his game.

It turned out that Azan Isya preceded the building of Fely rushed the priest to perform his worship.

Until the prayer was over, there was no sign of Fely awake. But the boy still kept him faithfully.

"Who is he, Fir?" tanya Umma as soon as he returned from the mosque.

"Friends of Zafir, Umma. He was so excited to fit in the stands.

"So you're the one who took him here?" Umma looked at Zafir worriedly.

"Yes" Zafir replied briefly.

"Have her parents not been looking?" tanya Umma while sitting next to Zafir stared intensely at the girl who closed her eyes.

"It was after the prayer, want Zafir to take home. Uh, the kid's sleeping there!" answer Zafir honestly.

"Yes already, later if you wake up and take you home! Looks like he's exhausted." Umma looked at Fely with an indecipherable look.

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to be continue...

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