The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
14. Smile from the rain and David

David explained that the tarkam was a free match and could be played with both female and male group tarkam. Or it could be mixed between women and men.

But at the time of mixed play between women and men, we must be careful. Because the game in tarkam is very hard, it can even break a career.

We can only play calmly and carefully, if when scoring a goal do not celebrate excessively because not all spectators are happy with the celebration done.

"Means this game danger dong vid? " the curious in my heart can't be silent before finding the answer.

"It's not dangerous if we carefully key" he said, then I again listened to an explanation from David.

The game is very hard can break opponents or careers, David also never felt injury after playing tarkam. Fortunately it can be cured even though he had to rest for 4 months not to graze on the field.

"Absolute injury can last that long. You're not kapok? "

"No key, because it's a consequence for the ball player, and it can also happen anytime and anywhere" he explained.

But a slick game in the tarkam can attract local trainers to recruit him and enter the tarkam team that we are defending. Or even get into an outside team like a tarkam in another village. And if you can play consistently, do not rule out the possibility of playing in the national team.

Because now there is a women's national team that can compete against international teams. Although the women's national team is still not growing rapidly like the men's national team.

"Then, which position am I in? " Tanyaku who still do not know the position in the match. Because all this time I also never entered the match. It's just that David gave me an understanding of position in football. I haven't tried any positions.

"Later to try it at the beginning of the game, where you are put then you have to wrestle that position and focus on the responsibility given to keep the defense from defeat" He said a little explained and also a bit confusing because there is no direct practice in the field.

David also explained that at the time of the game must be enjoyed in order to provide a calm game. If we don't enjoy the game then everything will be ruined.

"Oh yes, in the village next door there is a tarkam match and you can see how they compete"

"When's vid? "

"It looks like during the holidays this semester, but later I'll tell you again let us both play" he said which makes my heart excited.

"Truly vid" I asked with a little bit of happiness. David nodded to signal that he was not lying.

After the final exam there will definitely be a semester break. Where the holiday is for 1 to 2 weeks depending on the school. And ball games are also held to hone a good ball game and look for good young seeds.

I'm also very happy to hear from David, because I was able to watch the game and enjoy it in person.

As we chatted, the sky blackened. Covering the shining sun completely. A strong gust of wind seeped within the calm body. Staring west, east, north and south were all filled with black cloud bursts. Looks like it's going to rain.

*tick, tick, tik*the raindrop slowly fell as David and I wanted to go home. Our steps came to a halt, staring back at the situation.

"It's just a drizzle" I thought

But at the step we want to walk out of the field, heavy rain flushes all nature. The lightning and the rain curtain are getting bigger.

David and I stayed under the big tree. We wanted to go home but things were not possible. I don't want to go home for fear of the cold.

*blukkk*David threw away the ball I was holding.

"Come key"

"Aaaaaa" She pulled my hand and took it in the rain to dance along. At first I was afraid of getting sick, but the more fun it became. Suddenly my laughter returned.

*pyarrr, pyaarrr* hopped around, enjoyed the dance with the rain. Jumping in a puddle that is quite a lot of field. This time I really laughed, even though I was crying no one would know that the rain would wipe away my tears.

The weeds are silent witnesses, from a human child dancing and singing accompanied by the rain with laughter. Enjoy the dots that come down to earth. It was as if my sadness was drowning and even flowing with the running rain.

I turned this face to the sky, speaking inwardly as if staring at the very existence of the creator of nature who was looking at me from heaven.

"Thank God, you gave me another smile for a second" And then I jumped again. Holding hands and spinning happily with David. Until the rain stops and a rainbow of coolers appear.

We both went home to change clothes to avoid getting sick. As usual I asked David to drop at a crossroads. Then I immediately ran to get to the house, while David also rushed away and passed along with the drizzle that was accompanied by the rainbow this afternoon.

*crack*

Opening the door slowly, my feet accidentally stepped on something. It turned out to be an envelope, not a stranger because this must be an envelope from the mother. When I opened it, it really contained letters and money.

Sometimes I read the letter, but sometimes I read it too. And the letter was always neatly tucked away in a drawer. I won't waste it on being a witness when Mom meets me in the future.

The money sent today is pretty much what you might know that I'm going on a semester break. Some 100 thousand bills adorned the white envelope. But baby it doesn't mean anything to me, it's just that I need money to survive.

"Look mom, this money I won't scatter anyway" I said as I flipped through the enormous amount of money in hand.

During this time the money that mom gave me never runs out, I use it for my needs only. I always record my expenses and income from my mother. Because one day I will return it through the success that I lived alone.

It is true that without money we will not live happily. But I think it's money that takes away the fun in life. It makes me lonely on the way. Makes me quiet in a lost word without friends. Because what? Because of the money that took my mother from my life.

I immediately rushed to the bathroom to clean myself up and cooked to eat. This time there is no meaning in my tears to be thrown away in vain just crying over the mother who was willing to leave me alone. I think these tears are expensive to cry over meaningless things.

It's true Grandpa said that my life is still long and I have to really get up. In the heart there is still the name of the mother and father, the name is attached great while the person has disappeared without a trace.

The photos I held there was only one, the family complete and intact before disappearing one by one. When I checked the drawers in my mom's room, everything was empty. There is nothing left but a letter and some ornaments that bear witness between mother and father when weaving love.

"The silence I felt was used to adorning my sleep. Then what else must be complained while everything has disappeared without a trace" murmured myself sitting on the bed.

But I won't back down anymore, I have to live this quiet life making it a cool note. I'll slip the episodes that I'm going through on my own without a maid role though. Only the main role and good role is Bu Yanti and family.

Tonight I want to enjoy the dim moon. Because the black clouds still slightly enveloped him. But there was no word of trepidation to keep looking at him and enjoy even though the stars and moon were hiding a little.

Peaceful humming was accompanied by wild crickets who also participated. The whirling night wind carried me in memories, but I would not continue to dissolve in them. It hurts to keep on remembering.

"Hi moon, listen to me want to sing yes.natural when this time, I envy you guys.".. "singing a favorite song about the breakup of family life. decorate tonight with the moon.

The night the wind becomes more. His gusto seemed to whisper into my heart and also my ribs. But I was still asleep on the terrace staring at the moon. Describe the fantasy I designed myself.

"Someday I'll find mom and dad. Remember I can live and succeed without your guidance. Here I am alone and it is you who make my heart arid in silence" I said, raising my finger up in the sky.

Trying to describe the wishful thinking I wrote and hung up there. Assemble one dream at a time above the stars. Hoping in the future to become a real star that many people admire.

But the night wind took me back. The village grew and forced me to enter the house. I also don't want to get sick from the cold and catch a cold. I just kept quiet and rested in bed with Bobo.

it was a tiring day I went back this time. Staring at the wall clock turned out to be 08:00 p.m. Although it is still said to be afternoon but this is enough to make you fall asleep. Shed a little tired and a ragged mind. Eliminate the diseases that come without me inviting.

As my eyes stared at the ceiling, I smiled. My mind flew back as David was with me playing in the rain. David made my smile back, though not completely. It turned out that I only realized that the rain was cool and very cool. Moreover, playing and dancing under it while accompanied by a very cool friend as well.

Once again I have a new hope, which is to have a friend like David for a long time. Play with him, be it playing ball or something. But suddenly drowsiness approached and forced me to fall asleep in the midst of dreams.

It was a clear Monday morning, time for some fresh air. Enjoy the natural scenery provided for free. The sound of birds humming peacefully over the sky. Watching me prepare to rush to school.

I was so happy to go to school because it was the day I was looking forward to. That is a brain refresh that has been a bit frozen because of too much thinking about the test yesterday.

This week is a quiet day, where all students will do Clasmeet. Although the rapot has been shared, but the most important thing is the week before the semester break. All schools will do the same.

Make a race, make an art stage or something. As a farewell to 3rd grade.

Arriving at school there were already some announcements about the race. There are sports competitions, painting, abstract, and also singing competitions.

"Are there no female players? "

"There are no keys, all are male players, but if needed, maybe a female player will enter"

"Ohhh, I see" so the committee answered when I asked about the ball.

This time I was just a spectator. Although I actually want to play football anyway, while here there is only a men's ball game. I'll see later, how to compete my class against other classes.

The opening ceremony has been held. All official matches are played. My class performed first and against Class 3A. The playing minutes given are only a little, which is 2x20 minutes with a 5-minute break.

It was done by the committee because the time to carry out the race is limited to only a week. While other sports competitions are conducted on their respective fields. Only football is done on a grass field with a beautiful mountain atmosphere when there is no fog covering.

For the art and singing race is carried out indoors because it takes tranquility. I wanted to paint, but I can't draw. Drawing the mountain alone taper, already it was given rice fields and the sun in the middle of the mountain.

That is the image of the legend that I often draw to this day. But never mind, I don't have the skills to draw.

"Key, let's see the ball game" I nodded as Ari took me out onto the field. Because that's what I want, watching a cool ball game. Because of the few students, the game of football is only done by 8 people including the goalkeeper.

"It seems cool" I murmured in my heart.

~~~ CONNECT ~~~