The Married With Dangerous Boy
5. Basketball Tanding.

Zafran smoked his cigarette deeply. The man pours his smoke upward in a round shape. Zafran is not truant alone, he is with two other friends, Ferdi and Laka.

Both had finished smoking since coming to school. Unlike Zafran, the guy was captured by a BK teacher before arriving at the corner cafeteria.

"Where was it yesterday, winning or losing the race with Gavin?" tanya Ferdi picked up a chocolate fried banana.

"Lose,"

"Tumben you lost?" laka Exclamation.

"Gavin modifications my bike, brakes I blong."

"Crazy with Gavin, thankfully you were not in an accident" said Ferdi.

"Who said? I'm nyungsep in the gutter."

Ferdi and Laka looked at each other then they laughed out loud imagining how their best friend was. "I'm not staying, Nyesel,"

Laka nodded in agreement to Ferdi's words. "Sama bro, if everyone knows lo nyungsep in the gutter, the nickname lo is no longer a bad boy, but shit boy," Laka lukar.

"But you two!"

Ferdi and Laka were laughing more and more. While Zafran increasingly hardened his cigarette suction. Their laughter suddenly stopped when a ball was thrown on their table.

Zafran threw out his cigarette. He looked at Gavin. "But your eyes, Vin?"

"Basketball game!" sahut Gavin brief. He challenged Zafran to play basketball. But he did not take the ball that was thrown near Zafran.

Ferdi stepped on the orange-colored ball. "Where? A matchup?"

Zafran took his bag. He stood up from his seat. Ferdi nodded happily, he liked to see Zafran accept the challenge from Gavin.

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Zafran and Gavin became the heads of their respective teams. They both stared at each other. Even though there are still hours of lessons, but the two men do not care about school. They prefer basketball to lessons.

Zafran and Gavin were not worried about that, because their brains were both equipped with genius.

Many girls are allowed to go to the toilet but in fact they sit on the sidelines encouraging their idols. The fire north and the ice south. They had often seen their second fierce match, but this was the second time Alesha had seen them fight for power.

The first is after school, and the second is now, a basketball game.

"Not only once they fight for strength, but you will see them fighting more often because of trivial things" said Martha.

"Gue tau's. Yesterday they were racing on the highway?"

Martha nodded. "Yes, I'm from the school group,"

"School group? Enter me too dong, I want to join,"

"Once, join a time, you just open the bus and join the group,"

"Busy? What is pesbuk?"

"Lo which one doesn't know pesbuk?"

"The earthlings,"

"Earth? Alien times,"

Alesha chuckles. "But I really don't know what a pesbuk is,"

Martha grunted in annoyance. The girl opened her phone and showed the app in blue. "Now, facebook!"

"Where do you wear it?"

Martha turned quickly to Alesha. "Lo really don't know how to use it?"

Alesha shook her head, "No,"

"Do you have any apps?"

"Em, what is WhatsApp?"

"WA doang?" surprised Martha.

Alesha nodded again.

"Ig? A tiktok? Twitter's? You don't have any?"

Alesha. "Sir,"

"Jeez Alesh-" said Martha cut off.

"But if I don't want to kick it, shut up!"

Alesha and Martha looked over. Zafran's face was in front of them. Alesha's eyes fell on the necklace of fangs hanging from her neck. Not only that, but a loaf of bread behind the shirt made Alesha's cheeks hot.

Fizzy cheeks. He had difficulty sipping his saliva. Zafran pulls Alesha's chin. "If anyone talks, look into his eyes, not his body."

Alesha's eyes blinked rapidly. He threw Zafran's hand. The girl shifted her eyes. "What the hell lo! I'm here because Martha forced me to."

"Pardon Zafran, but I will be fooled" said Martha half-smiling scared. His hand was holding Alesha's hand. The girl was slightly furthest away feeling Martha's cold hand of fear.

Martha gulped her saliva. He nodded stiffly. Zafran turned to look at Alesha. The guy bounces the basketball into Alesha's forehead.

"Oh, sick!" Alesha complained of pain. He rubbed his forehead.

"Weak!" sumpat Zafran.

The guy's back in his place. The whistle goes, the match has started. The ball position has been captured by Zafran team. Ferdi dribbled the ball, he kept dribbling and dodged the opponent nimbly until the opponent was overwhelmed.

In front there is already Gavin blocking, more precisely blocking Zafran get the ball from Ferdi. But Ferdi and Zafran already had other plans, the guy passing the ball to Laka. Gavin clucked angrily, he ran towards Laka and grabbed the ball.

Na'as, Laka throws him back to Ferdi and Ferdi passes to Zafran. Without waiting for a long time, Zafran put the ball into the basketball hoop perfectly.

Points were earned by Zafran's team. They're tos each other. On the edge of the old, cheers filled the field. Many students who do not take lessons to see the second most wanted SMA Galaxy.

"Zafran spirit,"

"Gavin don't give up,"

"Gavin you can do it, there's me always supporting you!"

"Zafran my dream,"

That's the average scream of women. Not with Alesha, the girl focused on learning some of the apps she had just downloaded.

Martha nudged Alesha's shoulder. The girl's pounding, "Hm?"

"Who's backing?"

"Nothing,"

"Each game there must be only one winner, if you have to choose between the two, who do you choose?"

Alesha exhaled softly. He stared lazily at Martha. "Nothing!" alesha was full of emphasis.

Martha pursed a puffy lip. "Not good for you ah!"

Martha let Alesha cool with her activities, the girl refocused on the match. Now Gavin is starting to take over the ball. That guy didn't pass at all. He carries the ball himself to the opponent's ring.

Zafran confronts Gavin. Gavin was a little overwhelmed to avoid Zafran. Because that guy is very good at manipulating movements. But Gavin is better at tricking opponents.

The guy moves as if passing, Zafran let his guard down until finally Gavin managed to nudge his shoulder and run to put the ball into the ring.

Before the ball came in, Zafran turned around, caught the ball and threw it into the opponent's ring. His intention was to throw the ball, but luck was on Zafran's side. The ball bounced on Laka's head and finally got into the ring accidentally.

They all saw the incident. Some even blatantly record the action of the very rare Zafran.

"Oh my god, Zafran! Why so cute Sihh!" say the girls.

"The perfect throw" muttered the boys.

If men look at the style and technique of the game, unlike the women, they only see how cool the guy they consider their boyfriend is.

Zafran's team again earned points. And the game was one minute away, impossible for Gavin's team to catch up.

"My defeat is not too late" exclaimed Zafran patting Gavin on the shoulder.

The guy threw Zafran's hand.

"Lo who is loud, lo who is also the loser. Not shy?"

Gavin looked at him flatly. He shut his mouth to stay out of the conversation.

The whistle went back to indicate the game was over. Zafran smiles smirk. He's got the ball. Then throw it at Gavin.

"Loser!" sumpat Zafran. He left with Ferdi and Laka with pride.

Gavin threw the basketball back. The ball landed right on Zafran's back. "Coward!"

Gavin turned around to go out of school. Letting Zafran return the ball into the sports room.

Instead of taking, Zafran kicked the ball into Gavin's head. The guy stopped walking. He turned to look at Zafran.

"Why? Don't accept defeat?" exciting Zafran.

Gavin didn't respond. The guy continues his path. Not minding Zafran who swore at him with various swearing.

From earlier, the attitude of the two of them did not escape Alesha's view. He analyzed the attitude of both.

"Kayak little boy," said Alesha flat.

Zafran. But he doesn't care.

"Alesha," call Zafran.

Everyone look over. Zafran stuck out his middle finger.

Alesha glares. He couldn't believe Zafran was calling him just to show off his middle finger. And Alesha had no idea what the middle finger meant or meant. As Alesha thought, the guy showed off if his finger was flickering and pretty.

"Stress!"

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