
The Tiara ran in a rush when she heard the children had started counting for the warm-up. Approaching the field with his face down he slipped on the line of the students.
Because his clothes were dirty hit by a classmate who was carrying a cup of siomay, he had to go back to the toilet to clean the spice stains on his clothes. As a result, he became late, which fortunately his gym teacher did not notice as he slipped in the ranks.
His sports teacher was notoriously ruthless. A little late could be punished running around the field ten times for warm-up he said. And there are also those who have been sentenced to clean up all sports equipment that day his class used alone.
Tiara did not want to be punished today. What's more today the first day can be a monthly guest who makes his stomach feel pain. But he also did not want to be asked to copy the sports package book into his writing book. That's compensation for the schoolgirls who came the month like her, who couldn't take sports classes. It's better that he takes a class that at least when the others are playing, he can sit on the sidelines to watch.
"Where did you come from?" pricil whispers lined up next to him for a warm-up.
"Long. More than punished!!" Pricil was silent for a second to understand if his teacher did not like anyone chatting in the hours of lessons that can be potent.
"Sorry sir." exclaimed Alvaro interrupting his teacher who was explaining the class activities today that will be filled with basketball games.
"What's Alvaro?" ask Mr. Iwan their sports teacher.
"So Tiara's late for the warm-up sir. Time is not punished. Cheating dong sir, same pity that's been punished." Alvaro glanced with a smirk towards Tiara.
Tiara who heard was stunned. It's not unusual for Alvaro to bother him. But don't be in this improper condition. Infuriated, Tiara tightened her jaw and fists firmly.
"Tiara Really?!" Mr. Iwan turned his head towards Tiara.
"Right sir." she replied helplessly. How else, he was late.
"Then after the end of lesson time, you clean up and store all the equipment in the storage warehouse again!" Mr. Iwan is not a teacher who likes to scold his students at length, he prefers to directly give punishment.
"But pakkkk.. I was late because my clothes were dirty with food spills, so I cleaned up first." trying to find leniency.
"You know I don't like alsan Tiara!" Tiara bowed. Let him do this to Alvaro.
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Tiara frowned as she realized that the field was more crowded than usual. Understand last week he was suspended, so just know today.
After asking one of his classmates, it turns out that this semester their class has the same sports hours as the IPS class. Class where a new boy named Dika is.
It is fitting that the faces of his female friends grow once sparkling during sports hours. He just knows the answer now.
"Near!" tiara's turn is to learn to dribble and throw the ball into the ring.
Tiara is not a child who cannot exercise. He used to play basketball with his daddy or Raka on holidays.
But when he was about to throw the ball into the ring, he was stuck because of a ball that was somehow thrown by who hit his back. Though the blow of the ball was not too hard and did not hurt him, but because of the unprepared position made him pushed forward. Fortunately, someone caught his shoulder. If it was uncertain his face had already clashed with the hard court floor.
"Aren't you papa?" ask the young man who caught him who turned out to be a new child who was hysterical students Putra Bangsa.
Tiara straightened her body. "Sir papa. Thanks." replied Tiara. He immediately turned his body to see who was throwing the ball. All his female friends pointed at Alvaro who had started playing the ball again with other classmates.
Tiara observed around the field it turns out that Mr. Iwan has left the field which soon the lesson hours will run out. "Alvaroo!!" tiara's screams filled the field and the boys who were playing basketball with Alvaro stepped aside, leaving Alvaro, who was spinning the ball on his finger, waiting for the fish that had eaten the bait.
The ball toss that was quite hard hit Alvaro's stomach, making the young man grimace a little. "Banciii... How dare from behind!!"
It didn't take long for a blow from Tiara's tiny hand to float many times over to whichever part of Alvaro's body he could reach. " Aaww Aaww is sick Ra.. Lo what the hell!! " calling Alvaro blocked both wrists of the girl who was beating him brutally.
"Lo that's nothing !! " I cried in front of Alvaro. His shoulders went up and down along with his emotions that today was the third time the guy in front of him was bothering him. "How do I keep getting hurt? Do you want responsibility?!" still with passionate emotions - gebu.
"What responsibility? Am I making you? Do you want me to marry you?" alvaro's answer saps Tiara's patience.
Throwing his hand out when the bell sound of the lesson mark ends. Tiara turned around and started collecting sports equipment. Without thinking there is a pair of hands that help collect the ball - basketball.
"Eh? No papa I can myself anyway." he said clumsily when accidentally his hand came into contact with Dika's hand when going to take the same ball.
"No papa I help you. Mr. Iwan didn't say you weren't allowed to be helped, right?" ask her with a smile and raised eyebrows.
Tiara just smiled awkwardly. Although Mr. Iwan did not say that, but all the students of this school also know the rules.
Tiara let Dika help her. There are also a lot of balls that he has to stack up from two classes. If he does it himself, his break is up just to collect the ball and take it to the barn.
"Huft done too." The helmet is relieved when the last ball goes into a large trolly that is intended to store and carry the ball.
"Thanks yes. Your name is Radika, right? the new kid. I'm Tiara." Tiara extended her hand. There is no harm in getting to know someone who has helped him.
"Call Dika aja." he answered Tiara's hand and smiled warmly.
"Near!! I'm waiting in the cafeteria!!" pricil shouted with some of their classmates who had changed clothes.
Tiara gave a thumbs up and shouted back. "My customers don't forget!!"
"Yuk I help." Dika's already pushing trolly towards the warehouse.
"That's okay. Mending you change your clothes. Tar even your rest time is up. I can do naro doang mah." Tiara will already take over the trolly but is pushed slowly by Dika.
"Udah is not papa. Responsibilities. You're the same trolly gedean trolly."
"Damn lo." they laughed together and walked side by side towards the warehouse.
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