BROMOCORAS
Jowo Bakmi

Brak! Brak! Brak!

The jedug!

Budi was seen rummaging through the table in his room with great anger and then occasionally punching the wall. The roar of his face was crimson filled with heightened emotions.

Khalil and the Imam who witnessed it could only gulp and look at each other with goosebumps. For the second time they saw this anger. They remember very well how Budi used to be so angry when he found out that Habiba was close to Manan.

That morning in one of the cabin's rooms one year ago.

"Next night there's a fireball game, you're coming, Nan?" Khalil asked who knew he had leaned his arm on Manan's shoulder.

"Yes, Nan. What is the fate of our team? Can be slaughtered by the kids next room." Imbuh Imam's.

Manan just laughed. Khalil and Imam looked at each other.

"Yes, Nan. Later we show the children next room that our room team is the most superior this year." Seru Budi who was cool lying on his bed.

"Yes yes. You guys just calm down. I must be coming." Manan said a little while throwing a smile.

Khalil, Imam, Budi and Manan joined their hands together and similarly threw them up and exclaimed, "Win!"

And the night awaited. All the santri had gathered in the field behind the hut. They all can't wait to join the fireball match held by the pesantren to enliven the national santri day this year. The match that is followed by all the men's cottage students and competed between rooms has indeed become an annual event for the last three years.

Manan, Khalil, Imam, Budi and Agung called their team Bakmi Jowo. Bakmi itself is taken from the initials of their name five. Budi, the Great, Khalil, Manan and Imam. The five of them are roommates in Pondok Hidayah. Agung himself this year is his last year in this cottage. Last year Bakmi Jowo's team won the first title thanks to the combination of Budi and Manan as the core striker.

Tonight Bakmi Jowo's team has managed to subvert several teams from the next room. They believe this year they will enter the final round, even back with the first title.

And sure enough, they finally managed to get into the final round against one of the teams that last year they had collided in the semi-finals.

The match began. Budi and Manan seem to be in tune playing pass passes. Several hot shots successfully launched Manan into the opponent's goal although not yet fruitful.

Cheering Sorai the students who watched the fireball game tonight made the atmosphere even hotter. And among the santri, Habiba looks so eager to give his support to the Bakmi Jowo team, more precisely to Manan.

"Right! Manan! Manan!" Several times Habiba joined the cheers of the santri who called Manan's name.

And when Manan managed to put the ball into the opponent's goal. Habiba could not help but shout and encouraged Manan.

The one who saw it looked angry. Budi had a heart for Habiba from the beginning. Budi did not accept that only Manan was seen by Habiba.

I began to want to show his ability. He took the ball many times and tried to dribble it himself. Even when Manan asked for the pass, Budi ignored him.

"Bud, pass, Bud! Oper!" Manan shouted, but Budi was seen continuing to dribble the fireball itself. Ignoring Manan's scream. And...

The duas!

The ball also shot unguided. Many times the opportunity is thrown away. Manan seems to begin to see the emotion of Budi who is no longer compact.

"Bud, what are you. If you pass I can score a goal." Manan cried to Budi. Again, I ignore it.

Back to being like that. Every time he gets the ball, he keeps trying to dribble himself into the opponent's goal. But now the ball was captured by the opponent and swiftly the ball was carried forward. They did not catch up and eventually. The duas!

"Goooollllll!!!!"

Shouts from the opposing supporters when the team they support managed to score.

Once, twice and this is the third time the opponent managed to score their goal against the Bakmi Jowo team.

Manan looked angry.

"Bud, look, right? We're gonna lose." Manan shouted with his face already enveloped in emotion.

And until the end of the game, Bakmi Jowo's team could no longer score and catch up with the numbers. They lose.

Budi with a bright red face immediately pulled over at the follow Khalil and Imam.

"That's why, Budi. The play is not cool." Ketus Agung while walking gontai leave the field.

"Budi makes emotions. You know what the kid wants!" Manan's grumbling looks upset.

"What the hell are you, Bud? How did the ball go to Manan? There were a lot of chances for us to get into the ball." Khalil.

"Yes, Bud. For sure if you pass to Manan we can score many times." Imbuh Imam's.

Inexplicably, Budi looked intently at Khalil and Imam. Khalil and Imam immediately goosebumps looking at Budi's angry gaze. Budi almost punched Khalil but Manan came and stopped him.

"Bud, what the hell are you doing?" Manan Shouted.

He looks to be clenching his hands. "I why? I should have asked that!"

The double! Without them realizing it, Budi suddenly threw a punch to Manan's face.

Manan immediately fell profit held by Agung behind him. Manan doesn't know what happened to Budi. But this time he thought Budi was too much. Manan tried to return Budi's punch but Budi first returned to send a punch to Manan's face once again.

Khalil and Imam tried to arrest Budi. While Agung held Manan. They tried to break up Budi and Manan quarrels that they did not know why.

"You're a friend's dinnermate"! Shouted Budi who is now closely held by Khalil and Imam.

"What do you mean! You realize no! Because of your selfishness, our team lost!" Manan did not lose screaming.

"You want to grab Habiba's attention, don't you? And you know I've had a long crush on Habiba. What kind of friend are you!" Suddenly the words came out of the mouth of the Budi. Makes Khalil, the Priest and the Great flinch.

"Ah, you are." Budi again tried to hit Manan, Manan also tried to return the blow he had received from Budi.

"Stop! What's the matter?" Habiba's voice stopped them.

"God! Manan! You fighting?" As he cried, Habiba saw bruises on the faces of Manan and Budi who looked clenched with emotion.

"Well!" Budi let go of the grip of Khalil and Imam, without saying anything he soon passed from that place. Khalil and Imam immediately ran after Budi who was still filled with emotion.

"What's up, Nan?" Tanya Habiba sees Manan who looks still emotional.

Manan did not answer. Agung took off his grip on Manan.

"That's a misunderstanding, Ning." Grand Vocabulary.

"What's wrong, Kang Agung?" Ask Habiba astonishment.

Manan held Agung who wanted to explain to Habiba. "Leave us, Gung! I need to talk to Habiba." Manan then said.

Agung just nodded and then left Habiba and Manan.

"What's up, Nan? What the hell is going on?" Ask Habiba later.

Manan only looked down sighing.

"As the great said. It seems like I misunderstood." Manan lirih.

Habiba frowned, "Misunderstand what, Nan?"

"On our closeness." Sahut Budi's.

"On our closeness? What's that supposed?" Ask Habiba astonishment.

Manan looked smiling wryly. "That's your crush. Our roommates know everything. And he thinks I want to stab him in the back because your attention has been on me."

Habiba laughs. "Can't you?"

Manan shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, maybe he thinks we have a relationship times."

Habiba is the head gnaw. "There's just that dude. He doesn't know maybe we've been friends since childhood. He's only been here four years."

"Yes, because all this time he's never seen us this close." Sahut Manan's.

"Sorry, Nan?" Habiba then said in a soft voice.

"You're the one who's apologizing?"

"Yes, because of me, you're fighting the same way." Habiba looks moody.

Manan just smiled, "It's not your fault." Sahut Manan later. "Well, I want to find ice first to compress the former tonjokan Budi. It also seems to be a lot."

"Do I need to compress, Nan?" Ask Habiba later.

Manan just laughed. "Not thank you. I don't want any more misunderstandings."

Habiba just smiled. Manan immediately moved away from that place.

"But sure, Nan. You're okay what?" Habiba seems worried.

"My father used to be Bromocorah. In my body flows the blood of Bromocorah. If only this didn't mean anything to me." Manan joking.

"You are, Nan." Habiba smiled at Manan's attitude.

"Oh yeah, Ning Biba." Manan then said

"Ning Biba's? Since when did you call me Ning, Nan?" Habiba narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Manan in astonishment.

Manan simply laughed, "Since today. I'll get used to it. And you also have to get used to considering me the same as other santri santri. Okay?"

"Kok so, Nan?" Habiba looked pouty.

Manan did not say, he passed away from the presence of Habiba.

"Oh yes, Ning Biba. Kang Manan is just santri. But you can still be a good brother." Manan cried while giving his thumbs.

Habiba instantly returned Manan's thumbs up. "What is your Aunt Jowo, Kang Manan?"

Manan just laughed out loud and shook his hand at Habiba's question.

"Huh...!!!"

Khalil and Imam jumped to hear Budi's cry and soon came to their senses from their daydream one year ago.

They look at each other. Swallow each other.

The jedug! Once again he punched the wall of his room.

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