The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
13. Receiving life

"Son, you are great and walk away with a smile. Don't let this sadness take your life, your journey is still long let's get up" His hands hugged this body that was bitter. When I want to hold it too but not until.

"Grandfather" Shouted who made Miss Yanti who slept next to me surprised. It turned out that I had been asleep for a long time and was deep in sleep which brought me flying into dreamland.

"Why key, why are you? It's a drink first" A glass of tea removes my jumbled rasaku. I think Ms. Yanti has come home because she has to sell. It turned out that he was comforting himself out of concern for my unstable state either physical or mental.

"No ma'am" I answered briefly.

"You're asleep, mom's here with you until you get better.

" Mom sorry, because of this problem key ngerepotin mother and mother's family"my gaze felt guilty to Ms. Yanti. Because of my family's problems, my family also got carried away.

"Have it, let's just say I'm your mother too" The best human heart stands by me. Just keep looking after me without being overwhelmed. Her sincere smile made me understand that I was safe beside her.

Only the neighbor's mom cares about me. Others never sincerely looked at my family when they found out about the mother of the night-traveling woman.

"Mom, it's better that Ms. Yanti just go home. Leave the key alone here. Because key doesn't want mom to get sick because of the key" I'm afraid that Ms. Yanti is sick because of my problems.

"just relax, God willing, mom is fine, brother" her shautu is very gentle.

It turns out there are still people as good as Yanti ma'am who surrounds my life.living a night full of insults about my family from end to end of the village again. Never stopped the rumors from spreading.

Many say my mother was a whore, but I don't know why she was called a whore, some say my mother was a night butterfly, and many more vile nicknames. And all I know is that mom is a great girl, working at night for a bite of rice and my life.

While their mouths can only be constantly chided with insults. I don't understand what they're saying. Is it because I'm too innocent or I'm stupid not knowing about the term that people argue. Someday I'll find out all about the truth.

The sun was going west, it had to be late in the afternoon and I was still in bed.

"Son, I want the hookers to go. You're fine here, if there's something you're going to mom's house" she said to me. Mom Yanti told me to stay at her house instead of being alone here. but I don't want to bother him.

"yes ma'am, be careful on the road. Key will rest" I said as I kissed Bu Yanti's hand I said back home.

Bu Yanti said goodbye to go home for a while to take care of her husband and son in the afternoon. I get out of bed. Stand in front of the mirror while hugging bobo. Looking at the tattered and heartbreaking state of self.

Eyes swollen from spending tears so deep. Messy hair is not as messy as an unkempt person. Clothes are as messy as my current state of heart.

"Key, you can definitely get up. Sadness is not the main way because you need to be happy" Breathe as deeply as possible to calm down. Saying with the mirror shadow that has gone wrong.

"Bobo, you don't stay with me huh" Hugged tightly at the bobo who always accompanied me. Wish bobo never went and was with me forever because he was the only one who made me remember the presence of my mother.

Then I went to the bathroom, cleaned myself up and changed it to look fresh. Eliminate little by little the pain that you leave behind. Making the smile I forced with my own hands. Make yourself stronger and stronger not to keep crying.

"You can't cry key, God still sends good people" I said, wiping away tears. Along with the water, the tears also dissolved in it. Take the flow to the landfill. I also wish for my sadness to leave with a wound that is too deep.

After the shower, I sat back in the room. Looking at the thick walls that were staring at me mutely. I stroked gently with love then this hand hit back with annoyance.

*v*bruk, brukk*

"Hhmmmmmffuuuu" Breathe in and exhale.

"It turns out that it hurts too, but it hurts my heart anyway" Looking at the hand that's been red and bruised. When held will be painful because it collides with hard objects.

I was stupid to hit the wall but I think this is the best way. Than I ran away from the situation by falling into a cruel world. Like alcohol, drugs and many others.

Once thought to finish life but I know that life is only temporary that God entrusts. For now I don't want to, either tomorrow or later hopefully not. I also don't want to be a curious ghost because it's dead silly. It is better to live with the actual situation and accept everything with chest roomy.

3 Days passed, time after time I passed. And Ms. Yanti often sent me food. But I still have money to buy food and can cook it myself. After 3 days I did not go to school, and today I ventured to go to school again.

Hoping to get happiness in school and get rid of my weary heart. Now my place of honor is Bu Yanti, a neighbor and adoptive mother to me.

Actually, Ms. Yanti invited me to stay at her house, but I chose to stay here alone. He said it repeatedly and repeatedly I rejected it.

Because every corner of the room of this house there are many memories. Various colors, there are happy, sad, harmonious, warmth and much more.

Walk to school every day. Enjoy a beautiful morning, but this time just be quiet and contemplate. When I got to school, I sat down and kept quiet. Hearing Yuri's very noisy chatter with her friends. Waiting for Ari who has not come yet.

"Keyyy," Ari came and ran straight towards me. He hugged like he hadn't seen each other for a few years. Only 3 days I did not go to school.

"You sick again? " Task Ari with her distinctive look. I just nodded and smiled to signal.

"What pain are you? "

"Oohh" Ari accidentally held onto my swollen hand. Because every night I always vent it into the wall so the swelling in the hand is still there and always imprinted.

"This is why key? " I just kept quiet.

"The most thugs in the market" the nynyiran from Yuri's mouth came back out.

\*gubrak\* my hand back hitting the table. Instantly Yuri fell silent and stopped talking.

"Udah key, Yuri's mouth is indeed asking for a key" Ari said while calming me down.

"Oh yes key, I read to write a note for you in yesterday's lesson so you can learn well because soon the class exam"

"Thank you ri" I answered briefly

\*Kringgg\* first hour lesson starts as usual. Asks and answers are done during class but still Ari who always answers correctly. But I still keep listening and will answer as I can.

I think the most stupid in this class is me, it turns out there are still Yuri and his gang who are both stupid. It turns out that a beautiful appearance does not guarantee that she is smart. Yuri's appearance that always looks luxurious, is inversely proportional to her simple brain.

Just a small multiplication he is difficult to work on, let alone the mathematics of al-jabbar may have entered a stress mode. Plus the pitagoras, Yuri's head can go crazy.

After the lesson is over, the break bell rings. Ari took me to the UKS, said she wanted to treat my injured hand. Once there he quickly picked up the p3K box. Apply the ointment to the bruise on the hand, then bandage it with a bandage.

I just fell silent and enjoyed friendship like a family. After that we went to the cafeteria, this time I was able to eat in the cafeteria because of mother's money. I'm trying to accept the money because of the cost of this life. I do not want to continue to depend on Ms. Yanti, and someday I will return all of Mom's money when I have succeeded.

"Hmm Ari, can't teach me to study because it's soon the semester exam"

"It can really dong key" replied Ari agreed while enjoying a bowl of meatballs.

"When can we start the key? "

"Whenever and wherever I'm ready to ri, as long as I can change my bad values" I want to be a useful person later. And I'll study harder to fix my bad grades. So that later I can use it as a bridge to success.

It's not wrong for me to choose a friend like Ari, other than her being smart but she's also understanding. The only friend who always taught me tirelessly. Every time I go home from school I study with Ari. While he gave permission to his father, he said there was additional tutoring when he taught me to improve grades.

Then I trained the ball alone at home, so there was no time to play on the field or play on the streets with Riki. At night I will study again for preparation tomorrow morning so that at the time of the exam I can answer it well and correctly.

Day after day I passed, up to 2 weeks. Little by little I forgot the pain I was making. My grades also gradually became good from the previous values. My class rank has also increased.

Although it has not entered the top 10, it has at least entered the top 15. And my ball skil every day I sharpen like David taught me. I am sure one day I will forget the dark times and rise to knit a beautiful future.

One day on Sunday morning, I walked down the street and headed for a riki place to sell. There I met Riki and Mr. Abu. I told him that at this time will not sell newspapers anymore because it will focus on learning and playing ball.

I promised the two of them I'd play here even if I stopped peddling newspapers. I also promise, that someday if it is successful then I will treat them to eat well where they want. Because as long as I am on the road, Riki and Mr. Abu who always take care of me both hard and happy.

Next I took the ball and the shoes, tried to get back on the pitch. Playing skil that I raised myself at home. Accompanied by a bright orange light this morning.

Do it yourself with what is taught. He's not a coach, but at least David gave me knowledge after he got it from the coach.

"Huhh, quite tired as well" I took shelter under a tree after practicing alone and for quite a while.

"Key" I immediately turned towards the voice

*crittt* David's brakes were sharp enough to make him stop right at my phone.

"Crazy, where are you" instantly knocked down the bike and rushed up to me.

"I study for exams" I replied calmly

"Oh yeah, I forgot that we had a test. But my practice never took off and when I was looking for you, I never found it"

"Yes because I didn't come" David chuckled at my words.

David said that he had found me at the intersection of the village. Where he used to drop me off there when he finished playing ball. David also asked my house to the people who were there, but no one knew.

How can the people there know about me, close to them they don't want to know my family. Uppsss, I forgot that I have no family. I've been comfortable with solitude lately.

I think my life is at peace without having to call Mom back. At least there's money that Mom sent to my school even though her face is not in front of me.

"Yaudah, someday I'll have you play at my house but not right now"

"Yesss" laughed happily as I planned to take her home.

"Oh yeah key, how's your ball developing"

"Alhamdulillah I have been able to master the lessons you gave" little by little I rose up by showing skills to David.

"Well, really key. You don't want to try that skill in a match"

"Match" I said in wonder, because all this time I had never thought of entering a ball game

"Yes a tarkam match"

"What is that park? " I asked who doesn't know about tarkam. Patiently David explained the match on the tarkam.