The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
3. Peeping ball training
2 Hours passed, I said goodbye to Riki to go home soon. I went to the football field for training. I didn't want him to know, afraid he'd laugh at me.
*bruck, bruk*
"Haduhhh, tired as well as it turns out" A short break might be better to continue the journey. Sweat splashed on my forehead so my hands couldn't hold it. Not even half the journey was tired.
My nose is trying to regulate breathing to be stable. Pauses in the chest increasingly noisy because too surprised to run with a sense of rush. After a 2-minute break to stabilize my breathing, I ran again for fear of missing out on football practice.
In a short time, my idea suddenly came to guide the direction through the fields to get to the soccer field faster.
A small road is accompanied by a rice field on the left right. My steps continued to run and concentrate on seeing the road even though it occasionally fell and slipped into the waters of the rice fields. Fortunately only the feet and pants are wet, at least I did not catch a cold too soon hehehe.
Leap after leap, taking me to the field. This is the closest field I know today, because there are many children who are around 7 years to 15 years old trained here.
"It looks like it's the coach who gives the direction, I better listen secretly" The waterless river hole is perfect for me to sit down while listening to the direction of the coach who is quite close to me.
"Good afternoon children, today we will practice football and before that let us pray according to each religion to be given ease when practicing" Spontaneous I join in praying with them.
"Praying is done"
After the prayer was over, the coach seemed to give directions, but I did not hear it clearly because the wind changed direction so I could no longer listen clearly. Now I can only see what they're going to do next, so I can follow them.
First of all they all ran in the field 5 times the puraran, maybe it was the initial warm-up they used to do. Had, let alone 5 rounds, at most half a round of legs I have flown the white flag.
"Oh but I can't give it up, maybe this is my start to learning". Instantly I recalled the words of the old man in the dream, that I should prepare myself even though physicality is the beginning to survive to make the starting point.
There is no need for a ball to play football. But must prepare physically so as not to limp when in lunge. After they run, then warm up the legs, hands head to the entire body.
"Warming things like this are easy, in school every sport lesson is always warming up like that so it does not surprise me hehehe". Suddenly my focus disappeared when I saw one of the boys in the crowd.
the man has the characteristics of white skin, a sharp nose and his eyes are not too narrow and also not too wide so mediocre. The body is thin filled with a height of about 160 cm. Making me no stranger to her, my mind flew back to remember who the child was.
"Oh yes, he" I said too tight and then closed my mouth spontaneously again.I forget that I am currently hiding to know about the ball. Finally I also remembered that he was the boy who helped me when I fell on the match field held behind the school at that time.
I don't understand if it's fate that finds me back with him. But cool as well, it seems that he is a good person because at the time when all my laughter, only he willingly extended his hand to me. To help you get up when you fall. Too bad I don't know his name, maybe he's doing football practice here.
If it's true, we're one city. It's also good to think about it, because I want to study with him. But it's a pity that my guts are shrinking, because he's a man and I'm a woman. No friendship ties that make this self so awkward.
Never mind, better find out for yourself about the ball and pursue what I'm looking for. If what I'm looking for doesn't exist then I'll look it back until I meet, I mean it's about the ball.
There are a lot of training modes that they perform. Starting from the warm-up, muscle stretching and the last ball pass exercise. The ball is kicked from foot to foot, then held by another friend. And what I like most when the ball game is done as if attached to the foot but how can it?.
A question that still has no answer. Maybe tomorrow or another day I'll figure out the trick. Their training was long enough, making me quite upset. Because a lot of ants bite me until my skin is red and itchy.
It does enjoy training at this time, but not with ants looking for things. I wanted to feel like I was the centile of the nest but was afraid that they would get angry and make the formation change shape into a human. "Hiiiii, how horrified".
*pritttt*long whistle sounded. All the players regrouped where they had originally come. Sit quietly listening to the words of the coach.
" Evening training is enough to get here, we'll continue the day after tomorrow"
"Good coach" he replied in unison.
"Oh yes, you should never be lazy to train so that later you can get into the national team, spirit" he said while encouraging there are students.
"Good coach, spirit" answered everything simultaneously
"Well we end the meeting today by praying according to your religion, praying begins" All bowed their heads as well as I followed him to pray. Though I myself do not participate in the practice, but the name of praying can be done wherever and whenever we want.
"Done"
"Alhamdulillah". All the players packed themselves up to go home. One by one they say goodbye to the coach and rush home.
My lips smiled looking at all, although it was quite a long time to see their training but at least I had something new to learn and I did. When I thought everything was gone, I rushed into the field to try to interact with the grass there, barefoot I was confident in being in the middle of the field.
It turns out there's a pleasure to practice here. Although the place is adjacent to the rice fields and sea, this field is not inferior to other fields. The grass is also not much bald, so if I practice constantly tired it could be my place to rest.
My legs are ready to run like they did. Just 1 lap around the field, my breath whining to stop running. The sound is getting louder. Breath gasps and tries to sit back to stabilize.
"Oh, just running has stopped, yes it is now just change the warm-up so it is easy" said I muttered to myself in a quiet field. Warming up according to what they did earlier made me forget about time. Until the twilight of the hour will disappear and I am still busy with my own training.
The sound of a seaborne bird greeted the twilight that was about to leave. I finally realized that time was coming to an end. Sit for a moment and lean on a big tree. Look at the sky that wants to change in the evening. Then look back at the twilight that wanted to leave.
"Hi dusk, have you seen me training right now. Later when I've succeeded you have to tell the world that you are my silent witness" Hope dusk also nods when I talk to him.
While practicing breathing, I went home with a small run. I wish I could learn to regulate heart breathing. So that when I practice running, my heart does not beat as fast as the drums of war that are pounded.
The journey is quite tiring, the body stinks with a splash of sweat during exercise. The body is quite tired because the beginning of the warm-up is practicing alone. And time to go home to rest and relax, then sleep so that tomorrow does not forget to school spirit. Nothing is more important than education. Then we must prioritize the education that we will hold for life.
*clek* the door of the house is open, immediately I enter and then force myself on the floor to find a natural coolness. Take a moment to rest your tired body. Take a few breaths at a time to become regular. A few minutes later I rushed to clean up and prepared to cook dinner.
"Ahhh, I longed to miss my mother too" I threw a spatula in my hand. Then looked at the wall that was plastered by the photo of the two of us with a smile that was so wide. I realized that this is a different time than what it used to be.
Mom's been busy with herself to make money for my school. But I really want to be next to my mom. Spoiled and laughing, laying down my body and putting my head on my lap. Talk about yesterday, today or tomorrow.
"Mom is so bored of my days" I don't feel tears coming back through my cheeks.
"No-no, I'm a strong boy so you can't cry" My little hand returned to clean up all the tears that fell. Then hurry back to cook with the ingredients in the refrigerator. After all, I learned and did not feel asleep in the dark silence.
"Kukuruyuk" The sound of a chicken at dawn woke me up to do the usual thing. Worship, pack, cook, eat and go to school. Mom always gives her pocket money on the table. Sometimes he gives 10.00, even 15,000 but if he forgets then the pocket money is not there.
The money was enough to ease my hunger at school, because during the day I rarely cooked and chose to buy stomach-boosting food at school.
Today I want to go to the library to find a book about balls. Later on during the break, I will use that time to go to the library even for a while. Scavenging material about the ball, so that I know about the ball even if only in terms of material first.
\*kringggg\* the break bell arrived after my brain struggled with today's lesson. My steps rushed to the library and looked for what I wanted. If you ask why I'm always alone in school?
That's right, I don't have friends who always go hand in hand. But there's only one friend, and that's a boy. His name is from a nerdy boy who is always interested in touching books. His hobby is studying and studying, so there's no way he'd know about the ball if I asked him. Although we are different between heaven and earth, we are always together.
I could say earth because I never got the best grade in class. While ari is the sky that always gets the best value from one school first until now. But the best of both of us is to complement each other, because we never bring up the shortcomings but always cover them with the advantages they have.
Man is the best thing when removing his shortcomings and he is equipped with warm hugs from various corners of his advantages. Without resentment or hatred, because in fact humans will never live alone even though surrounded by many treasures in this world. Mutual need is the right word from my lips, and so is Ari's conscience.
I don't like being friends with girls at this school. Because they're always friends with forming gangs. If we are not suitable then they will leave and look for other students to be their gang.
Honestly I don't like their nature or maybe because I'm too dislike the gang rules of each group they make. Ah never mind, after all I still have Ari my friend who is very considerate. Sometimes his attention is drawn to his books. But he still thinks I'm a friend.
\*klek\* I open the door slowly in the library. Entering a very comfortable room to study. Because it was the first time I came here. Ari used to invite me to visit the library but I don't want to because I don't want the war to continue with lessons.
"Books in class alone make me dizzy let alone books in the library" I thought at the time.
"It was written his name first yes son" said the library guard teacher while thrusting pen and ledger on the table.
"Good ma'am" It's appropriate if many come here, in addition to the comfortable place the teacher is also beautiful and soft speech he said makes the heart comfortable to learn. I'm sorry, because I never want to be invited to go here. Ah, let it pass. From now on I will enter it.
~~~ CONNECT ~~~