Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)
With Kafka
The car pulled over in a field parking lot, an empty field filled with grass. Yashinta, Kafka and Aris get out of the car.
Cars and motorcycles of other Firgo High School children are also parked there. Yashinta had just come here for the first time and saw one of the locations frequented by her boyfriend.
"It's far from Kafka?" ask the girl when they will have to walk towards a small alley that can not be entered by vehicles, especially cars.
"Road to go straight, Yas. Just calm down." Aris who spoke while wearing her bag.
"Here, Kafka's bag let Yas carry it." the girl raised her hand in front of Kafka who was about to wear her bag.
"Let's cape later, let me."
"And he said Kafka deket, is Kafka bag heavy?"
"Let me!" Kafka immediately put on his bag.
Yashinta relented, he just puffed his cheeks and Kafka ignored him. The young man walked over to Aris.
"The others are ready?"
"Udah said, come on."
Kafka turned to the girl who was still standing next to his car, then stepped back at Yashinta.
"Come on," he asked Yashinta.
Kafka walked first. Deftly, Yashinta pulled Kafka's hand and grasped it. Kafka turned to him and stopped them.
"Yashinta was afraid of straying, Kafka." the girl advised Kafka not to forbid her from joining hands.
"Gue's way in front of you, it's still daylight!"
"Yaudah, anyway, just want to hold hands, really." his great-granddaughter who had made Aris who had been watching them was only able to shake his head.
Kafka resigned, allowing the girl to hold her hand, even occasionally in a spoiled gauntlet, walking through the alley to arrive at the Alley Youth headquarters compound square.
"Kafka's been here a lot?"
"Hm."
"How many times?"
"Often, Yas. I never did it "
Yashinta just nodded his head. He asked nothing more for fear that Kafka would be angry. Until they reach an outdoor field.
A group of young men seemed to be discussing, some chatting normally on a long bench and others warming up.
The court is quite large, with the floor of the tiles that have been given lines and limits according to the rules of the basketball court, there are two rings exactly like the basketball court in general, with walls full of graffiti, with walls full of graffiti, typical youth headquarters.
On the right and left edges, there are two long chairs as a place to rest or sit the audience, also the bulkhead of the wire net as a boundary that surrounds the field.
"This is Kafka's place, there are no girls?" yashinta asked when she realized there was only one girl there who was none other than her.
"Nothing," Kafka said briefly.
Yashinta nodded her head, a few young men approached them. One of them was wearing a red bandana on his arm. Yashinta can guess if that person is the captain of Alley Youth.
Yashinta knows it because Kafka is also the captain of basketball, and he also has a bandana given directly by Mr. Barnas, Firgo High School basketball coach. It's just a different color, Kafka's bandana is black.
"Sama loe chick, sister. You can be recognized!" tease one of them with a mischievous look.
"Beauty, Brother. It's Yashinta?" asked one of the others, Yashinta felt uncomfortable getting such a look and treatment, he tightened his grip on Kafka's arm. Making the young man turn his head, he understood the meaning of Yashinta's gaze.
"Well, are you ready?" Kafka chose to switch the conversation, not wanting them to disturb Yashinta.
"Udah, stay maen aja. Skuy, I. It's late afternoon." said their captain named Hafi.
Aris passed first with Hafi and the others. While Kafka has not stepped in because Yashinta is holding him back.
"Yes," Kafka tried to remove Yashinta's hand.
"Kok his friends Kafka, are they rich? Not polite, Yas doesn't like it!" the girl grumbled.
"Let's just say it."
"Gue maen first." he continued.
"How's it?"
"Where are you going?"
"Come maen?"
The girl shook her head, releasing Kafka's arm slowly, she felt like she didn't want to be left behind.
Kafka pointed at the long chair behind Yashinta. Yashinta just looked over, then nodded.
"They're not gonna do anything about Yas, are they?"
"There I am, Yas. Relax, one of you himself even wants to come here."
"Kafka didn't say the place is rich gini serem,"
Kafka did not say, he took his bag and just passed out of the field area to change clothes.
While Yashinta just sat there with a feeling of unease, until the person who suddenly just sat next to him made him reflex stroked his chest because he felt surprised.
"Sean, ngagetin aja, deh" he said.
"Loe why, um, Yas?"
"The place is serem, Sean. Yas is not comfortable."
"His name is also the tongkrongan of young people, naturally messy."
"But Yas is scared, not comfortable here. Yas shouldn't have come, but Kafka didn't say that it was a gini serem." the girl cut her lips off after blabbing because she was upset.
Sean just smiled at the adorable behavior of Yashinta in front of him. His hand was raised to rub the top of the girl's head, making Yashinta sculpt for a moment to stare at Sean before him.
"Sean," the girl's eyes were rounded. It makes Sean look surprised.
"Why?"
"Don't be rich, if Kafka sees, he's angry with Yas."
"Oh!" Sean's reflexes lowered his hand. Yashinta smiled awkwardly afterwards while tidying up his slightly messy bangs because of Sean.
While Kafka who had already seen it just stared at them briefly. Then walk towards his team that is already assembled and ready to play.
The game takes place with Alley Youth taking the lead. While Yashinta just sat as a spectator with some youths around him who were also watching, some of them were reserve players from Firgo High School so Yashinta was not too uncomfortable, although not very familiar also with those who are mostly children of class 12 IPA 3, class neighbor Kafka.
Yashinta focused on looking at Kafka there, who skillfully controlled the ball, with his hair thin due to sweat that actually made him more handsome.
"Spirits!" It was Kafka's scream that reflexes turned his head, with a quick movement of one of the opposing team members snatching the ball from him and putting it in the ring.
Yashinta glared in disbelief, Kafka's team had grumbled as they were a few points behind and Kafka had made their chances worse.
"Ka, focus dong. Loe disemangatin even nerfous, how the hell,"
"Sorry-sorry!"
Yashinta silently smiled seeing Kafka misbehaving in the middle of the field, it turns out Kafka can act like that Yashinta just found out today.
The match ended with Kafka's team coming out victorious after outwitting the opposing team, the heat of being a few points behind made the members and Kafka himself persistent to win the match.
Yashinta immediately got up from her seat and handed her bottle to Kafka when the man came to her.
"Cool kafka earlier," he said as Kafka downed the water.
"Cool fitting part where, Yas. The ball's part in the opposing team?" kafka's friends laughed at the young man, while Kafka swore softly.
"Go back first, yes." said another who was ready to take his bag. Kafka just nodded, letting his teammates pass first.
Kafka was sitting at Yashinta's place. His breathing was still messy, his sweat was still pouring out as well.
"Ka, I turned back to Sean, yes." said Aris who was also preparing to go home with Sean beside him.
"Oh, okay."
"Yes, first, yes."
"Yes, Sean. Careful." the girl waved at Sean with a smile. Kafka watched her until the girl's gaze pointed at her. The smile that adorned Yashinta's beautiful face slowly faded away looking at Kafka's gaze at her.
"Gue doesn't like to be too tight with Sean!"
"Why?"
"Sean, 'Could be Kafka's friend."
"I said I don't like it, which means I don't like it. Enough of this, can you?"
Without thinking, Yashinta nodded confidently hearing the sarcastic tone in Kafka's sentence.
"Ka, it'll be malem so, lah. We had our drinks.just a club." one of Alley Yoth's boys with blond hair said to Kafka on the left bench at the end of the field.
"Yes, Ka. Change the night of yesterday that does not happen." added Hafi. Yashinta looked at them, there was a feeling of dislike when Kafka agreed to their invitation.
TB
