My Decision at Game School
Chapter 38 - New Members

Around me there are 4 students who gathered, cool to play games through their smart phones. Rangga joined them and seemed to start playing together. The final game started, I ignored them and started to focus on watching the game.

But my eyes realized that there was someone standing alone, the same person that ate earlier, I approached him.

“tumben outside..” I said trivially,

“eh...” he was silent for a while, “emang you think I am what Ndi?”,

“swise for him the book is everything!!!”,

“hmm..not wrong sih”,

“yaa already, not so it”,

“yaa do not dong..” He hit me with the book in his hand, fortunately our quarrel is not a concern of many people.

“when does class Icha compete? Opponent class mana”

 “ini scheme, let's read yourself”

He gave me a paper with a drawing of a tug-of-war race scheme. The drawing is written in pencil, neat and simple. The reason he gave this scheme was because the first match had already started. Based on the scheme, the ongoing matches are between 3rd class Ips A vs. 2nd class Ipa A.

The first match ended with a class 2 victory of Ipa A, his class Acha. Class Ikhsan and Icha will compete in third place against class 3 Ips B. While the second match between class 1 Ipa A vs class 2 Ips A.

Rangga does not seem to care about his class matches, he prefers to play with his group.

The second match begins.

The two classes pulled each other with their strength, a sharp nagging clearly occurred, the audience's shout became an increase in strength for the participants.

Each class has the characteristic of its cry to equalize the strength in pulling.

“hiiiiyaaaa.

“Satttuuu….Ddduua….Tigaaa...”.

One of their shouts of cooperation, inevitably leads to victory.

“semangaatt!!!!”

“dariik more powerfult!!!”

The crowd cheers were no less powerful than the participants, arguably 3 times stronger. If it is considered that the shout of the participant is the number 2, then the shout of the audience is the number 6.

Every 1 winning point that is achieved by one of the classes, increases the morale of the audience. The spirit of the spectators increased when 2 points were equal and left the last 1 match to win.

“last match, between class 1 Ips A against class 2 Ips A. trigaaa, duaaa, one..!!!!”

“Atime!!!”

“One Ipa A sure Canaa!!!”

“Two Ips A sure Win!!!”

Slowly, the first class became interested. Every second class countdown cry, first class was slowly withdrawn. When the middle flag entered the 2nd class area a little more, and when they finished mentioning one of the numbers, a counterattack was carried out first class. In an instant, the 1st class pulled with incredible force, pulling the central flag of its territory with 2 pulls.

The match finished with a 1st class Ipa A win.

“tso what happened?” Icha confusion, though,

“simple gini anyway, class 2 will pull it together based on the count of 1 2 3, then there is a pause every they call it. Indeed every time they shouted a count, the strength of the pull grew stronger, but when the pause occurred the strength weakened. Pause that's what was targeted class 1 and became their victory.”

“hmmm so yes, it makes sense also sih”

“yaa..”.

The third match finally began, Icha's face seemed more excited to see his class will compete. Ikhsan was among them.

“here you guys turned out..”

Nabila and Tia finally joined.

“where are you?” I'm curious, though,

“to the spot smart meticulous” Nabila replied, Tia did not seem to hear because she spoke with Icha.

“so yeah, who won?”

“do not know, but Mbak Lulu's class points already lead away”

“so yaa”

There seems to be another person who has high knowledge besides Acha, it is natural considering the class is class A. There must be more than 5 people who may have intelligence equivalent to Acha.

The third match begins.

The cohesiveness and cooperation of the Ikhsan class is very strong, proving that the class managed to win a landslide victory

against Class 3 Ips B.

“your classes are guys like cha?” ask Nabila, please,

Hearing that, I hope that one day my class can also be like that.

Last match between class 1 Ips D against class 2 Ips B.

My phone shook, I checked it and saw a message sent by Mas Pandu.

“can to room to Ekskul now?”

“ok there”

A few minutes later I arrived at the front door of the exculpation room. From inside I could hear the voice of the conversation.

Tok!!!

“ya enter..” the voice of someone from inside, then the door opens.

The person who opened my door was someone I knew very well from childhood, he was the bearer of victory for his class in the Ranking 1 race. Yes Acha.

“please enter Andi” her face flushed,

Inside there are Mas Pandu, Mbak Dinda, and Acha, as well as a collection of papers scattered.

“so what's going on?” my question shifted their eyes towards me,

“hmm starts from where yaa.. so gini Ndi, Mbak Lulu will join our excrement as our Manager, because Mbak Dinda needs help.” Mas Pandu explained,

“then what does it have to do with me?”

“tournament us, who will take care of it is Mbak Lulu. Considering you are the chairman, I want to introduce him so that administrative issues you can talk directly with him”

“so yes, fine. Anything else to discuss?”

“yaa you guys first acquaintance, exchange numbers for easy later communication” Mbak Dinda give a proposal, exchange numbers,

“ya Mbaak...” I obey.

From the words of Mas Pandu, he kept my relationship with Acha in front of Mbak Dinda. So it is reasonable if Mbak Dinda gives the proposal. To him, I didn't know Acha so acquaintance would be the first thing we had to do. I remember when I had lunch in this room with Madam Dinda, we talked about me not being interested in Acha and one of the reasons was that I didn't know her mindset. Did he deliberately get me to know Acha, then discuss and know her mindset to make me interested in Acha? Or is this just a coincidence?. Ah already.

Of course Acha and I pretended to be acquaintances, exchanged mobile numbers and discussed tournament preparations.

“ok thanks Ma'am Lulu, I'm back first yaa..” I say goodbye, get out of this room, get out of this room,

“iyaa, later we continue the administrative issues through chat”

I'm back to where I belong. Things have changed, with the number of spectators increasing.

“which class game is this?” ask me directly, though,

“ini for the scramble for the 3rd position between class 1 Ipa A against 2 Ips B” Nabila replied,

“wait, means I missed 2 games?”,

“you could say so”,

“hadeh, then Whose final?” I just want to accept the situation,

Nabila patted me on the shoulder as if feeling sorry for me.

“Final, my class against class 2 Ipa A”

“so yes Cha..”.

The match for position 3 begins.

Class 2 participants tilted their bodies backward, as if they were utilizing every leg muscle to hold and help pull the mine.

“hoo they imitate class 2 Ipa A”

“but it looks like they won't be able to”

“why is that Tia?”

“because their height is random, so for the owner of the Long leg requires a longer distance, while behind him the owner of the shorter leg, can not give it a distance.”

True said Tia, a while later the 2nd class fell and lost.

“waah, great you Tia”

“ah not really Cha”

Until the game ended, class 1 Ipa A managed to win third place.

The Final match will start, between class 2 Ipa A against class 1 Ips A. The class Acha is famous for being very strong against class Ikhsan who is a newcomer.

Both teams prepare.

“Final, tigaa..Duaa...One...”.

(Connected)

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