Loving You in My Way
CHAPTER 4

I don't think the morning sun has shone. Shata and Tara were busy packing up to go to the race. After finishing packing and making sure no items were left behind, they also intend to go to the temple first and then to the race place on foot.

"About this time did you want to see me?" Said Shata starting a chat on the way.

"If he sees this bright sun, it looks like he'll find you. I also prayed to the God that your father would meet you" Tara replied.

"Thank you" Shata replied with a smile.

"Eh, did you see yesterday?" Tara's voice spontaneously.

"See what?"Answer Shata.

"Yesterday when passing Alysa's house, I saw 2 people dressed all in black, even their eyes were invisible" replied Tara.

"What yes? I just saw the house was crowded as we left and became very quiet when we came home. Maybe you're the one who saw it wrong or covered something different to look like that" replied Shata.

"It could be, I was also peeking out of a vague window but I was worried too" Tara replied.

"Do you like Alysa?" Ask Shata.

"Yes, until whenever only Alysa is in my heart. I'll prove to you that someday she'll be my wife. She really is the woman of my dreams" Tara replied in a stern tone.

"She was your dream, but are you her dream? Huhaha..." Shata Ejek.

"Woi! Don't dong!! You must give support to your sweetest, most handsome, and kind friend" Sahut Tara.

"Providing sincere support is like always praising my good looks, intelligence and instinctual strength" Tara continued.

"Haha.. It's up to you" replied Tara with a loud laugh.

After traveling for approximately 3 hours. They arrived at the race area. The area is very crowded, many people sell from various kinds of food to accessories. As he was about to look at the snack, suddenly....

*Goooooon...!!!" gong sounds really loud.

"Ha, what's that sound? What's up?" Tara said as she ate the fries she had just bought.

"That's a sign the race is about to start, listen to a mysterious archer coming along. He said he was great but no one knew his true identity" replied the French fries seller.

"The Arrow Eye max? Here he is" Sahut Tara.

"No, there's someone else. If the Arrow Eyes I already know that it is him" replied the French fries seller.

"He said his ability exceeded the arrowhead, I'm not sure the arrowhead will win the race this time" whispered the fries seller.

"What yes? How good is he? I'll prove that I'm going to win this race. Just look!" Shata answered with a slight use of a high tone.

Shata did not accept the words of the French fries seller. Now in his heart, he was determined to win this race. He forgot that anyone who won the race would be part of the royal security special forces. He did not care about it anymore because for him self-esteem was above everything else.

Finally they rushed into the race arena. They decide to enter the race first, after which they will go to the temple to meet Shata's father.

There were dozens of people who took part in the race. There was one person who caught Shata's attention. Someone wears a red shirt and wears a mask. She seemed to have a small body, not so stocky, and looked very nimble.

"It looks like he's the mysterious person. People say you are great. Look, I'll prove that I'm better than you" Inner Shata.

Shatapun lined up sideways according to the direction of the race committee. After everything looks neat and the participants have stood in their respective lines, the race was started.

"Sangattt The Arrow Eye..!!!!" Shouted some people including Tara while continuing to chew on her fries. This is able to make the passion of Shata spirit

Growing.

"I must maintain my reputation as the Arrow Eye" Inner Shata smiled.

"The race will be split into 3 rounds. In each round there will be participants who are eliminated and will only leave 4 participants in the third round. After the gong rang three times, the race began. The committee will give a signal to archery by mentioning the number of your participants. Understood?" Shouting committee.

"Yes!!!" Answer the participants simultaneously.

*Gum...!! Gooonnggg...!! Wmhh...!!* The sound of a gong punch signifying the race is starting.

"One..!!" Shouting committee.

*Spllasshh.... The number one participant's arrow shot darted at the target*

"Two..!!" Shouting committee.

*Spllasshh.... Arrow shot participant number two darted on target*

So on and so forth.. Till..

*Spllasshh... Shata arrow shot hit the target center until it was pierced deep and tore the arrow target*

Everyone was hysterical about the incident and increasingly shouted "The Arrow Eye".

"Look at my arrow shot" Shata said arrogantly to the mysterious participant who was right next to him.

The mysterious participant was silent and turned away from Shata.

"Twenty..!!" Shouting committee.

*Spllasshh... The mysterious participant's arrow shot hit the target center until it was stabbed in and tore the arrow target*

This left Shata and the audience dumbfounded. For the first time, they saw that there was a race participant who had the ability equivalent to the Arrow Eye. The audience was getting hysterical to see the race.

On the other hand, Tara saw that from the royal party who attended the race was the Queen. He also saw the Queen whispering to one of the royal guards. That's not what happens usually. In addition to the king who usually always accompanied, the queen was also never seen talking to her bodyguards in public. If the queen needs something, she will only communicate with the ladies right behind her. Tara became curious. In his mind he asked why only the queen had come and what was the queen talking about to her bodyguards?

It didn't feel like the match was going into the final round. Shata, the mysterious participant and the other 6 participants had passed the second round. For now, the committee is selecting 4 participants and they will show their ability in the final round.

Before the final round begins, the participants are invited to rest first. This opportunity was used by Shata to get acquainted with other participants without exception the mysterious participant.

"Hi my name is Shata" Sapa Shata told the mysterious participant.

"I already know your name" replied the mysterious participant sniffly.

"You girls? Your voice is like a woman. What's yourname?" Sahut Shata was slightly surprised to hear the voice of the mysterious participant.

"What if I'm a girl? Any issues?" Answer the mysterious participants.

"No problem, just a little surprised. During my time in the race, I never saw any female participants and your abilities were amazing" Shata replied.

"My ability is amazing, so you won't win this race" replied the mysterious participant as he left

"Hey...!! What's yourname?" Shata Shouts.

"Baccara" replied the mysterious participant. Yes, the mysterious participant was named baccara and she was a woman.

"Baccara... Nice name" Shata said with a smile.

"Woi..!!" Shouted Tara while patting her best friend's shoulder.

"Why are you smiling to yourself? Nih drink" Tara continued while giving drinking water to Shata.

"Thank you" Shata replied, drinking a drink his best friend had given him.

"Why smile on your own? Is anything funny? Uh, participant number 20 really good at shooting it. It looks like he's going to win this race" Tara said.

"She's a girl, her name is Baccara" Shata replied.

"Huh? A chick? Crazy..!! Girl said? Wow..!! Just found out that there is a universal girl archery" Tara replied in surprise.

"Together with me too, I want to get to know him more closely" Shata replied.

"Woi..!! Focus..!! He is currently your enemy, do not lose or your reputation will go down" replied Tara.

*Go........* The gong sounds indicate the race is about to start. The participants who passed the second round immediately gathered. Similarly, Shata who immediately left his best friend with a smile and the committee will announce the participants who qualified for the last round.

"In my hand there is a paper containing 4 numbers of participants who qualify for the last round. The jury's decision cannot be challenged. Anyone who escapes can immediately advance into the race arena. For that, please listen carefully" said the committee.

"First one... Player number nineteen..!" Shouting committee.

"The second... Player number twenty..!" Shouting committee.

"Third one.. Player number six..!" Shouting committee

"The last.. Player number eight..!" Shouting committee.

The participants entered the race arena. Shata participant number 19, Baccara participant number 20, Reyza participant number 6, and Khatayya participant number 8. They lined up according to the instructions of the committee. Archery sequence this time based on the number of the largest participant to the smallest. Thus, the first archer was Baccara, the second was Shata, the third was Khatayya, and the last Reyza.

The committee explained the target to the participants.

"This time, the target arrow is placed further and more than the previous two matches. There are 3 arrow target targets that have been set in position in such a way. 1 arrow target is 20 meters away, 1 arrow target is between the sidelines of the wooden board that stands, and 1 arrow target is right on top of a 5 meter tall tree. You must be able to stick an arrow right in the middle of the arrow target. For who is the fastest and fastest, he is the winner" explained the Committee while showing the target board.

Shata and the three other participants watched the target board closely. They do not want to waste the 100 million that are already in sight. Similarly, Shata, who is eager to win this race, has forgotten that anyone who will win this race, will be recruited to be part of the royal security special forces.