THE CANCER [ROCK CLIMBING]
Chapter 5's

Five: Fufy's Supporting Figure

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Today the rock climbing field is more crowded than usual. The parents or guardians of rock climbing athletes are called to attend the meeting. Just like a meeting in general that talks about the race. But this time, there was a slight difference. Athletes must attend this meeting.

Fufy with her mother, Asti entered the meeting room hand in hand. Fufy lowered her head hiding her smile. Thanks to this formal event, Fufy felt closer to her mother.

Asti invites Fufy to sit down first. Furthermore, Asti shut her mouth unwillingly to interact with the people in the room.

"Okay, I take his advice. Does anyone mind?" ask Mr. Indra.

All eyes were on Ardha's father, Raska. Raska raised his hand of objection. "Too time consuming. Interferes with learning in school" he said.

"Yes?" Ardha closed his eyes, "if you object, your son is allowed not to take part in the provincial race this time. We, as the committee, hand over some of the costs to the athletes. But I hope Davan can take part in this race. He's an influential athlete in the FPTI group."

Raska stood up with a fierce face. "If my child is influential, why pay for facilities?" Ardha took his father's hand.

"Honestly, we don't charge enough for that. However, if Davan's father forbids Davan to enter this race, we will not insist. We need support for this" Mr. Bima replied.

Asti stood up, making Fufy and Ardha look at each other. "Then, Fufy will not take part in this race" Asti said, surprising everyone.

"Mother?" Fufy panic.

The atmosphere of the meeting felt gripping due to the submission made by Asti. Everyone here knows that Ms. Fufy is an influential person here. Of course it surprised them.

"Mother Asti? Suddenly?" Mr. Indra looks surprised.

"If this is the case, my son will not be coming either. You think everyone here is capable? My son became an athlete also because he paid for his month. Not a million years, but a month. You think it's cheap? I think if the money is enough to cover the cost," said Raska Wide.

A few seconds quiet. Then, a cheering sound was heard. Some of the people there agreed to Raska's words. They then demanded, until there was a commotion in the room.

"I think the money is enough, but I don't think it will be left. How could that happen? No dime left?" said Saraswati's mother named Neska.

Mr. Hakim—as I'm the chairman here, raise your voice. "good. Then all the athletes will be us moving," he said, surprising everyone.

"How's it?" Raska asked to make sure.

"Without exception?" asked Ranbi holding back happily.

"Everything without exception." Then the sound of screeching was heard.

"How did that conclusion come to pass? In this case, it's better that this meeting doesn't exist, right? The purpose of this deliberation is to get compensation from the parents of athletes, right? Yes or right?" said Ali, a senior athlete known for his debating skills.

Mr. Indra seemed angry with Ali's statement. "Dear of your politeness, Ali." Ali replied with a sharp look.

"Good." Ali sat back down.

Ardha pointed at her phone using her fingers. His eyes told Fufy to open the contents of the message he had just sent.

Ardha kull

Out to eat yuk.

Fufy raised next to his brow confused. Then Ardha again made a message for him.

Ardha kull

Lapels

Now Fufy raised both his eyebrows in puzzlement. His eyes twisted trying to tell what was in front of him. A variety of foods, ranging from boxed rice, snacks and fruits are available here. Fufy also saw that the Envoy had not touched the food that was served.

Ardha kull

Exurrr😓

"I want to ask, where is the rest of the money?" Neska asked.

The question from Neska managed to make the parents make their own thoughts. Fufy felt a pat on his shoulder. That was Saraswati.

"Seek the message," Saraswati said.

"Yes?" Saraswati pointed to Mr. Indra through the eyes, "this event will last a long time."

Sontak Fufy immediately saw the contents of the latest message sent by Mr. Indra in the FPTI group. It is written that Mr. Indra ordered the athletes who attended the meeting to get out of this room, and gather on the field.

Mr. Indra stood up, then walked out of the room as a sign. "I'm sorry? Meaning how?" the Judge scratched his head.

"Go to the core only. Is our assumption true, that the money was blamed for use?" pak Jaya raised her voice.

Asti laughed softly, "Where's the money?"

The atmosphere became more tense as the athletes' parents demanded answers from the Judge. Fufy himself felt a strange air around him, hunching there would be something bad. When he was tense at the thought of the matter, his body spontaneously jerked as Ardha withdrew her hand.

"Get out." 

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After continuing to argue on the field with the athletes, the tense event was completed with the athletes disbanded to take a break to prepare for the race held outside the area.

"Laper transmission?" Ardha chuckled softly.

Fufy rolled her eyes lazily, "You want to buy me a lick?"

"No." Then Ardha crouched down next to him, "provided not only the corner of the food. Can't do. Remember?"

There's no answer. Ardha sighed as she reached into her pants. "My money isn't enough to buy two specials. You have more money, don't you?" tanyakanya.

"No need." Ardha—Energy Fufy again trying to find the topic so that the woman next to him can fill the stomach.

"You know Sagittarius? Food is not healthy. The main ingredient in ice cream is sugar. You're already sweet, want to be added even sweeter?" Ardha looked at Fufy fixedly.

Hearing that, as much as possible Fufy set his expression. His pupils dilated, and his cheeks flushed like boiled crabs. Gone was the annoyance that he had piled up since earlier.

"What try?!" fufy Sarcas.

After that, there was faint laughter from Ardha. Fufy turned his head, squinting his eyes. "Why?" Fufy asked.

Ardha looked at him deeply, "I have no effect, huh?"

Fufy then stood up, followed by Ardha. They walked around the food there. Just walk around without buying any food.

"A lot of interest, huh?" Fufy nodded enthusiastically, making guilt run through Ardha.

Ardha swallowed. "Not this time, yeah. The race is in two weeks. If Mr. Indra knows, he will be angry. So is your health" he said.

"But I haven't had ice cream since I was an athlete. It felt like Fufy couldn't remember" Fufy said.

Ardha was silent after hearing that. "I am too." Spontaneous Fufy looked at him sharply.

"Kan Ardha guy!" said reply.

Ardha pulled Fufy's hand away from the ice cream merchant. They both look like humans from the past who do not know that sweet food.

"What difference? Guys also want to be sweet to be liked by women." Ardha then stopped at the batagor merchant.

"Basic guy."

Ardha smiled obliquely, "Yes, right. You little girl."

"Okay, not so." Ardha hurriedly pulled Fufy's hand back to stand beside her.

"Ehh, don't dong." Ardha scowled, "then Ardi will be angry with me."

Fufy came back with a fierce face. "Cook to be Ardi? What connection?" tanyanya fierce.

"He's your girlfriend." Sontak Fufy was silent.

Can Ardha feel Fufy's anger coming back. He then quickly ordered fried tofu with that special peanut seasoning.

"He said the money wasn't enough." Ardha pretended not to hear. Obviously Fufy insinuated it.

"Batagor continues," murmured Fufy.

"If not ice cream," Ardha replied.

Fufy brought the batagor to the seat. They both ate on the side of the road. But that is precisely what adds to the exciting impression of eating in Lesehan like that.

"The Cancer is experiencing malnutrition due to excess exercise and rarely eat rice. The weather this month is cold. Doesn't that make Cancer a cold?" said Long Fufy.

"Cancer is strong" replied Ardha.

Fufy stuffed a piece of chili into his mouth. "really?"

"Hm. Even in winter Cancer uses AC." Ardha took Fufy's batagor plate.

"God!" Fufy glared at his eyes.

Ardha painstakingly separated Fufy's chili pieces, then moved them to his plate. "Don't eat a lot of chili. Almost all diseases are caused by chili."

Fufy pulled his plate back with a cobbled feeling. "Thank you" he said later.

Ardha pulled the corner of her lips, "Don't put on such a fierce face. That's not funny. Add to it make it a little bit anxious."

"Huh?"

Fufy frowned not understanding. Not to not understand, rather Fufy was confused. The encouragement he knew was not as clever as this. Why is Ardha today?

"No. I'm weird, huh?" Fufy blinked, "not at all."

Glad to hear. Ardha thinned her lips. "One day I will buy you a myriad of ice creams" Ardha said suddenly.

"In the next life?" fufy Beo.

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