The Love I Don't Miss
Part 116 (One Meaningful Score )

The last chance sentence for Clarice was spoken by Mr. Faiz. The rumbling inside the chest was getting more and more felt all the way to the hand that was about to tremble. But in fact, circumstances do not allow that to happen. Because it would be so embarrassing for the third time.

It was enough for Cla to hear some quiet friends then laugh funny when the basketball he threw stupidly failed to hit the handsome face of the class leader.

"You can do!" said Mr. Faiz gave Clarice some spirit.

As a teacher who carries out tasks and responsibilities that are not easy, of course he does not want any students who fail. Especially until the egg does not break, alias gets a value of zero.

But it all comes back to Clarice. How he encourages himself. And what kind of effort he made to change the value.

"I can do!" clarice murmured softly, with a prayer in her heart, for a miracle to come that morning to Clarice. He wanted to look nothing embarrassing that day.

Dug...

The sound of the basketball bouncing on the floor of the basketball court was again heard. And Clarice started walking slowly towards the target pole. He looked very scared and nervous. Seen from him who seemed to fear the ball in his hand was released and bounced not hit his palm again.

It worked? or is it just failure that he will get back?

Clarice is back in focus. And this time he was determined in his heart, whatever the young man did near the stake, he would not turn his head. That intention was so fiercely embedded in his heart this time.

Five steps, he immediately directs the ball using both hands to throw the ball towards the ring. It all moves like a slow motion scene in a big screen movie. Where all eyes were on the ball that was already floating in the air, waiting for the ball to land on its collision.

Everyone watching seemed enthusiastic looking forward to what would happen to the ball. While the direction is right - it leads to the ring above.

And what happened was...

The ball that Clarice expected to enter was actually hit the ringboard, and bounced back towards Clarice. But it crashed and bounced back right in front of the girl who instantly turned into a statue when the ball hit the board.

The girl who was none other than Clarice was just silent and breathing. No movement of his body at all. His eyes were reluctant to blink, only his eyeballs were following the last movement of the ball he threw.

While some children including Vino started laughing because the teacher muttered in a voice that was heard by almost all students...

"Then how do you break this egg?" joke Mr. Faiz stared at the list of names in his hands.

While some girls who have not thrown the ball seem worried and doubtful. Afraid of not being able to score, also afraid of being laughed at by those who were watching. Like they did to Clarice who failed to score a single one.

Clarice stared at the last ball now in Vino's hands. Staring at him nanar, until the ball in Vino's hand looks closer.

"You have a lot to learn!" the man muttered when he got to Clarice's side.

Clearly, Clarice could hear what the young man was saying. Until his consciousness recovered, and he looked back, where Vino was rearranging three balls for the practice.

' He's talking to me? '

Cla muttered in his heart. And as Vino turned around, the man smiled back at Clarice who was sculpting silently.

"Come on! go then! change the others." said Vino again when he arrived next to Cla.

Clarice was silent. More precisely he still could not believe that Vino would invite him to talk. But why talk in the middle of the field like this?

And again just a flash, then the man passed by without wanting to hear an answer from Clarice.

When we idolize someone, we can indeed turn into a strange person. Arrive - silent and silent. So unreliable, if we, who we think they will not see us, it turns out to invite us to talk.

What miracle!

"France Louis!" exclaim Mr. Faiz called out to the schoolgirls who had lined up behind Clarice, who was now in the front row.

Heard another name mentioned by Mr. Faiz, Clarice immediately went up and left her standing position. With a shaky step, Clarice walked away and approached Lia who was sitting on one of the spectator chairs made of iron that formed a long line.

"Silent... Mr. Faiz must have given me another chance!" entertain Lia when Cla is sitting next to her.

"Yes." replied Clarice in disappointment. Not because they failed to score. But since all of that was happening before Vino's eyes, the student he admired was silent. It also happened in front of Arsen, the man he underestimated because he was considered a playboy.

While Carrenina, the girl who was first lyricized by Arsen yesterday, is now in the position that was occupied by Clarice and two students before Cla.

Clarice stared curiously at Carren, one of the friends on the X-class Cheerleader team she had been leading for two months. And he let out a long sigh, as Carren managed to get one ball into the ring.

Feeling disappointed in himself, Cla circulated his gaze to all the students on the basketball court. There was Naufal playing basketball in the ring. The young man seemed quite good at playing the ball and putting it in the ring. His tall posture was very in sync with what he was doing.

And Cla was no wonder. Because Naufal has been following basketball since Junior High School.

Satisfied to see Naufal, Cla gave a look in the other direction. Where he looked at the other friend, who was still waiting for his name to be mentioned. The girl looked ordinary looking at Carren who had now failed in the second try.

Cla turned to look at the boys gathered in the chair. Where he can see if Arsen is now observing Carren's movements very observantly. It barely even blinked.

Clarice Tau, Carren is a beautiful girl, and very fashionable. It is appropriate if the one who estimates Carren is a school idol. And it's very inappropriate to compete with Carren.

So Clarice's gaze, which was originally nimble, turned into an annoyed eye on the young man she thought was the Crocodile of the Land.

' This kid is right! lyrics there, lyrics here! shucks lu! '

Clarice grumbled in her heart.

' Handsome is handsome! but still a crazy crocodile! '

Omel Cla in my heart. I don't know what Cla really feels about Arsen. He admires Vino, but also likes to see Arsen who looks very domineering.

Feeling that someone was watching, Arsen turned the other way to look for who was watching him. Human instincts possessed by humans.

Tau, if Arsen was feeling watched, Cla immediately threw a look in the other direction. He looked back at Carren who was dribbling near the ring, and failed! Carren also failed to put the ball in on the third chance.

But at least the girl managed to break the eggs on her score list.

And then Clarice wanted to cry. Just wondering if maybe only he would fail to get the ball into the ring that morning?

In addition to embarrassing will also greatly disappoint his parents if he heard he got a score of zero.

Clarice's face grew increasingly sour and deathly pale. He was too lazy to follow this practice. If you can, it feels like he chose another sport. But who is he? everything is in accordance with the curriculum.

Time continued to pass, until Hanna had managed to score 3 scores with in the accompaniment of many aplouse of friends who watched. No wonder, because she is one of the women's basketball team players. And now Hanna was sitting next to Clarice.

Disappointed, but give up!

It seemed like the sentence Clarice began to apply right then and there. When he saw Arsenio Wilson become the first ball thrower.

The young man who he considered a playboy turned out to be quite smart playing basketball. Not as he had expected at the beginning. Although he does not look good, in fact he entered three full scores.

Next to see Clarice is the action of Vino, the proud Atlit of the class as well as the class leader. No need to doubt. Without being counted and cheered, the man will successfully enter three scores in a matter of 3 minutes. Without the need to take a deep breath to neutralize the nervousness.

Clarice smiled faintly at Vino's stunning action. I don't feel wrong about that guy.

But when everyone cheered for Vino's success, he realized himself. If you will not deserve to be with the idol.

***

"There's 20 minutes left before the break!" exclaim Mr. Faiz. "For those who want to try to change the value, can stay here! for those who have even 3 scores, also those who do not want to change the value can immediately change clothes!" said Mr. Faiz.

Clarice who felt herself getting zero chose to stay. He will change the score with one of his friends who failed. Only the two of the 20 students were worth zero. But they're not just the two of them. Because friends who only managed to enter one score also tried their luck again.

But what makes Cla uncomfortable is... Naufal, Hanna, Vino and Arsen as well as some other friends, did not go. They choose to play basketball in an idle ring like before. The others left the basketball court. Either for maan, or change clothes.

Of course the existence of Vino and Arsen strongly influenced Clarice's mood to struggle to change values. What he prayed for was... Hopefully the two of them don't turn their heads as he's hunting for scores.

Now Lia first tried to change the value of the other to more. But each child has only one chance, and the one taken is the most value.

Lia is back to dribbling like before. And luckily the girl managed to turn the score into 2.

Next up is Clarice. Before Clarice did the dribble, she looked around. And what he has to make sure is that no great child is watching the action, so no one needs to laugh at him.

Luckily, all the great boys Clarice meant were focused on fighting for the ball in the ring next door, which was a joint team of men and women.

Clarice can freely do the action of inserting the ball into the ring. Without any groggy and doubt.

Luckily, from three experiments he managed to insert one ball. Even though it is the smallest value, at least zero has changed to a legible number. At least he dared to tell the results of his score which means a lot to two pairs of parents.

Time passed, and everyone left the basketball court. Cla walks with Hanna to return to class. In front there was Naufal and Arsen who walked first to enter the locker room next to the class.

Cla picked up her paper bag to change clothes. Along with that Arsen also took his uniform which turned out his locker was not far from Clarice's place.

"I know you can!" arsen glanced at Clarice on her right side. "Although it's just one, at least your grades have changed" he said again without seeing Clarice.

Feeling himself being spoken to, Cla turned to the left side. His face clearly showed shock.

"You know what, I scored one?" ask Clarice.

"Of course I know!" arsen replied with a slight chuckle, while locking his locker again. "You're the one who's unconscious and I'm watching you shut up - shut up!" Arsen said with a smile without looking at Clarice who was sculpting with a paper bag in her left hand, and her right hand was still holding the door of the locker still open.

' What does Vino also see? '

' Ah! it felt impossible if Vino also saw! he never paid attention to me all this time. Besides earlier! '

Clarice murmured in the heart. His gaze was blank on the narrow space formed by that locker box made of wood. Of course he does not want to be big head with a feeling of being noticed quietly - silent also by Vino. The class leader who supposedly said he already had the bustle.

"Hi!" exclamation Arsen. "Why daydream?" ask Arsen who is now leaning his back on the locker that has been locked tightly.

"Oh.. no.." replied Clarice immediately realized and immediately locked the locker door.

"You can't believe I noticed silence?"

Clarice glanced at Arsen with squinting eyes. What does that man want. He felt that Arsen was an overconfident child. Sometimes what is said is true as well.

"Not really!" answer Cla cuek. Then the beautiful girl beloved of great men such as Daddy Kenzo and Papa Zio turned her back. And walking left Arsen still at home staring at his back with a smile of admiration.

***

Finished changing clothes, Clarice and Hanna were now sitting in the cafeteria seat lined up very neatly. Special canteen for a special school that not all children can attend there. Only the lucky ones can go to school there. Either because of accomplishments, or because of conglomerate children.

Sitting together Hanna and Clarice ordered special meatballs that are very steady to fill the stomach when finished exercising. But it is not a healthy menu option to replace the fat that has just been released through sweat.

But want how, they feel young, and still unthinkable to apply a healthy lifestyle properly.

All they have in mind is to eat well according to taste, and also eat what is becoming a trend.

While busy eating, suddenly someone sat to the right of Clarice. The man looked at Cla who looked relaxed while eating. And it looks very elegant. No hustling - hunting is also not messy.

"Nake?" tanyakanya.

"Didnake!" cla replied with a glowing face. "No message?"

"Already! I ordered chicken noodles!" the answer.

No matter how long it took, another man - a man who arrived - arrived at the left side of Clarice. While putting a bowl of meatballs and a glass of warm oranges. Seeing who was coming, Cla immediately looked around. Will be very lazy if you have to fuss with others. Especially with the class.

"You why the hell, keep following me!" clarice lirih. "There are still plenty of empty seats, you know!" spray Clarice on the man on his left side.

"Well? this chair is for anyone who eats in this place, right?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, right!" hanna smiled cutely at Clarice's behavior.

"Then it's wrong for me to sit here?" ask again.

"Not wrong!" answer Clarice. "But why sit next to me? lookie! beside Hanna was also empty! just tell me you're following me!"

"Who's following you?" ask the man. "I followed Naufal! I wanted to sit next to him, but there he could no longer sit. So I'm sitting here." replied Arsen casually.

But Arsen's relaxed reply was as if pouring kerosene over the coals. Clarice, unable to resist Arsen's pounding, chose to stand with her bowl and glass to move to sit next to Hanna, facing Naufal. With lips that are irritated.

Arsen chuckled with his own actions. Clarice is funny and interesting. It feels like jahili Cla will be an encouragement to come to school.

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