You Who I Miss

Futsal Tournament

Iqbal asked me to attend the futsal tournament where our school hosted the event. He wanted me to watch and encourage him in the match. Yeah, even though I don't really like balls, I came with Tasya, my classmate.

There were so many people, the children gathered around the field. Tasya and I broke through the crowd to look forward to seeing Iqbal. If I was behind Iqbal would have thought I wasn't coming. He must be disappointed in me. From afar I saw Iqbal and his team ready to fight. Iqbal is the captain of our school's futsal team. I think he fits in with that position.

"Iqbal." I shouted as I waved my hand. He smiled and waved his hand at me.

"Iqbal's spirit." said Tasya. Iqbal just smiled.

Tasya and Iqbal are just ordinary friends. Tasya already has a boyfriend, his name is Febri. Febri also competed with Iqbal.

A whistle indicates the match has begun. Everyone cheered cheering on their favorite team. So did me and Tasya.

"Come on Iqbal." I shouted.

"Come beb." cried Tasya. I was shocked while laughing amusedly.

"Hahaha, baby."

"Yes, hahaha." said Tasya.

"Come huhh."

"Ris." said Tasya.

"Yes." Yeah."

"You and Iqbal are dating?" asked Tasya.

"No." I said.

"Keep why he said to his friends you're his girlfriend" Tasya said. I'm shocked.

"Seriously, I don't know." I said.

"Yes, you realize no, there are no more guys who are clumsy with you, usually boys like your deketi, there are those who love chocolate at that time, Kelvin never bothered you again." said Tasya. I'm silent.

I don't know with everything Tasya said. I think the boys who used to love me away because I never gave them a good response. I don't know if Iqbal is behind all this.

"I think you're really dating Iqbal, because every day you two are always together" Tasya said.

"Kalo Iqbal said it like that, which means I'm his girlfriend" I said.

"From them near me again, let alone Kelvin, I don't like him, mending Iqbal alone who approached me." I said as I looked at Tasya.

"Hahaha, you like Iqbal" he said. I just smiled and cheered for Iqbal.

"Come on Iqbal, huu." I shouted as I clapped.

***

When the match is over. I approached Iqbal who was resting while carrying mineral water for him.

"Nih." I said.

"Thank you" he said.

"Yes" I said, sitting next to him. I saw him drinking with his clothes soaked in sweat.

"You're great, our team won" I said.

"This is also thanks to other friends" he said.

"And you" he said. I smile.

"Oh yeah, you hungry?, want siomay." I said.

"Can." he said.

"I go to the cafeteria first" I said standing up.

"Who's with you?." asked ya.

"Alone, Tasya again with Febri." I said.

"I'm with you." he said.

"No, I did, no pa-pa" I said.

"Yes, come straight here, don't go anywhere" he said.

"Why?." I asked.

"I'm busy with tournaments, you go where, it's good that you don't pa-pa, suddenly you cry, why, I'm the hard one" he said.

"Hehe, I'm not crying anymore" I said.

"Obviously crying again, yes it's gone there" he said. I smile.

"Ok." I said as I walked away.

"Rissa, come straight here, don't go anywhere." he shouted.

"Yes, bring it." I said.

The canteen. I immediately ordered siomay for Iqbal and for me.

"Bude, siomay 2 servings, wrap aja bude" I said.

"Ok, deck Rissa, wait a minute" said bude, a siomay seller.

While waiting for orders. I took cold mineral water at the showcase cooler. Then I sat down where I had been prepared. The atmosphere in the cafeteria was less crowded than usual, probably because there were futsal tournaments.

Suddenly a guy came to me. He's from another school, I don't know who he is.

"May I sit here" he said.

"Huh, please." I said. He sat in front of me.

"Who?" he asked.

"I?." I asked back.

"Yes" he said.

"Himself." I said.

"Oh, I'm the same" he said.

"Who is nanya" I said in my heart.

"What school are you from?." I asked.

"I'm a nation's SD" he said.

"Oh." I said.

"Oh yes, know" he said as he extended his hand. I doubtfully accepted that hand.

"I'm Riko" he said.

"Rissa." I said.

"It's nice to meet you, Rissa" he said. I was just smiling.

"Smiling is sweet" he said.

"Thank you." I said.

"You're the captain of the futsal team" I said.

"Yes, our school futsal team will play against your futsal team" he said.

"That means you're dealing with Iqbal" I said

"Who is Iqbal?" he asked.

Suddenly a guy calls Riko from afar. It seems like Riko's friend.

"Riko, come on." said Riko's friend.

"Yes, I'm first." he said.

"Yes." I said.

"See you" he said before leaving.

Finally the message I was waiting for came. After I pay, I go to see Iqbal immediately, or Iqbal will worry about me because I have been in the cafeteria for too long.

"Where are you from?." asked Iqbal when I just arrived.

"From the cafeteria." I said as I sat next to him.

"It's been a long time" he said.

"Wait this" I said.

"For a long time, I was worried you were being bullied" he said.

"Who dares to bother me, if you are in this school" I said.

"Ck."

"Udah ah, let's eat, let's talk again you want to fight." I said.

"Nih." I said while thrusting siomay that I had wrapped.

"The cow" he said, opening his mouth.

"Ck, in addition to the bringel it turns out you are also spoiled" I said.

"Hehe."

"Aakk." I said, inserting siomay into Iqbal's mouth with a skewer. Iqbal just smiled, chewing his food while looking at me. I also ate siomay while continuing to feed Iqbal.

***

A new round of matches is about to begin. Iqbal and the team prepare for their respective positions. So did Riko, the guy I met in the cafeteria. He is ready for his team too. Pluit reads the sign of the match starting. Everyone cheered so did I. I cheered passionately for Iqbal. Sometimes we smile.

"Come." I shouted.

My eyes caught Riko's figure. He threw a smile while waving his hand at me. I just kept watching him. Should I wave my hand. But, Iqbal looked at me with a dislike look.

"Who is that?" asked Tasya.

"Riko." I said.

"You know." said Tasya.

"Not intentionally acquaintance in the cafeteria earlier" I said.

"Iqbal doesn't like him" Tasya said. I'm silent.

I noticed Iqbal confronting Riko. I feel bad about Iqbal's attitude. I know Iqbal is fighting normally if he is facing his opponent. But, this was different, he was like he was getting his opponent into a fight.

Iqbal continued to be near Riko, preventing him from dribbling. Sometimes I see Iqbal talking to Riko. I don't know what they're talking about. But, it seems like Riko has started to get hooked because of Iqbal.

The atmosphere of the match became hot. I was worried to see Iqbal and Riko fighting each other. When Iqbal dribbles towards the opponent's goal. Suddenly Riko comes to stop Iqbal with a tackle. Iqbal could not avoid it and Iqbal fell. Iqbal whimpered in pain. Everyone on the pitch approached Iqbal including Mr. Eko who was our school's futsal coach at the time. I don't know what happened to Iqbal, I grew anxious when Iqbal was taken out of the field.

"Iqbal." I said. I immediately went to the UKS where Iqbal was taken.

***

After Iqbal received treatment for ankle injury. I asked the teacher's permission to look into Iqbal's situation in the UKS. Iqbal got out of bed when he saw me coming. I stood looking at his feet wrapped in bandages.

"How?." asked me.

"How is it?" asked Iqbal.

"Your feet." I said.

"Looking" he said.

"Why stand up, let's sit down" he said. I also sat next to him.

"You're not pa-pa." I asked.

"Yes, I'm not pa-pa" he said.

"Bal, it's my fault, I should have told you, if I met Riko" I said.

"Do you know him?" he asked.

"Yes, new acquaintances in the cafeteria" I said. Silent IQbal.

"You don't like him, yeah, I see you like fighting him" I said.

"Yes, but I don't think he's scared, so he sleds me let me get hurt, and he can run away from me" he said.

"You are why you like fighting so much" I said.

"He's from another school, you don't look for problems that can make you in the law school" I said again.

"Some of him also has no problem with you" I said.

"There" he said.

"What?." asked

"He dared to take you" he said.

"She just wants to be acquainted" I said

"I don't like it" he said.

"Why?." asked.

"Yes, I don't like you being close to unknown people, later you are made cry, and I'm also difficult" he said.

"Hem, tell me you're jealous, aren't you" I said.

"No." he said.

"Eleh, you're jealous." I said.

"No." he said.

"Jealous" I said.

"Give up" he said annoyed. I smiled as I hugged Iqbal from the side.

"Let go Ris, don't hug me" he said as he let go of my hand. Her leg accidentally grabbed my leg.

"Aw aw." said Iqbal.

"Why, it hurts." I said worriedly.

"No, it's the injured here" he said. Iqbal pranks me. I forgot his injured right leg wasn't the left leg.

"Ihh." I said while hitting Iqbal's shoulder.

"Aw, this hurts Ris" he said.

"Don't know." I said annoyed as I glanced at Iqbal who tried to comfort me who was annoyed with his funny face.

"Hahaha." we laughed together.

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