The One More Chance
Simplicity

The exam is over.

Abra and his three friends are finally able to return to playing basketball in the school field together after finishing the exam.

At Zahra's house must have been waiting for them to make something as good as usual every time they finished the exam.

They play in white-gray uniforms, except Mila who changes her skirt with long sports pants, but soon they will not wear white-gray uniforms again.

Some of their classmates also played, along with releasing the fatigue of learning without stopping these two weeks. Some teachers and students who could not play basketball watched them from the sidelines.

"This year we're going to lose a smart student" said one of the teachers standing near Malvin.

"He does not want to jump class like Junior High was already sukur Bu," said another teacher.

"He's actually tired of being in class" Malvin turned to the two of them. "But he refrains from always participating in the Olympics and all extra and intra activities outside of study hours."

"Why Sir?."

"Because he won't bother you with his IQ, he'll be with the three of them much longer."

All staring at the field, Regan laughed with his three friends so loose.

"After this semester I also quit."

Malvin's words made the two teachers look at him. Malvin smiled at their expressions.

"Really sir?."

"Don't joke, sir."

Some of the students who heard it also came to Malvin.

"Who will teach Karate?".

"Mr don't follow Regan."

"Because my dear child has graduated, he stopped.".

Malvin scratched his nape. Their rubbing makes his head dizzy.

After Regan and Zahra return to Abra, his main job here is no longer there. And he was sure that soon they would be back together, because many people would do everything they could to get them back together.

But it seems not with him, later when Zahra and Regan return to Jakarta, he must stay here until he gets a karate coach as well as a substitute teacher by raga.

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"Your father hasn't been here for almost half a month, call you?." Gana opened the conversation after they played basketball and took a break sitting on the sidelines.

"Whose father,?" ask Regan flat.

Mila glared at Gana.

"Sir Abra" said Gana to correct his mistake.

Regan looked at him coldly.

Gana gagapan, "Si .. the Ganendra."

Regan's gaze sharpened, intimidating him.

"The one."

This time it was Mila who reprimanded him by hitting his arm. "Non-policent, he."

Upset at the continued blame, Gana sat on the grass and kicked her legs like a child.

"Udah is wrong just don't want to talk, want wrong attention." Gana whines annoyed.

Regan looked up at the sky. "For a lot of work" he said.

"Who?" asked Rio.

Regan just stared at them in turn, and they understood instantly who Regan meant.

Mila looked over, "Know where?."

Regan just smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

"Gea also said that, one week after his return he was working late at the office, so he had to stay with Grandpa Arya."

This time everyone looked at Mila at the same time.

"You know where?" asked Rio.

Gana was glaring to agree to Rio's question. "You're a spy?" accused Gana of getting a plot from Mila.

"I'm the one holding IG Adam Regan ZeG, he thinks it's Regan."

"You're still actively posting photos of Regan?," asked Gana did not accept.

"Didn't want penance as a stalker?" Rio scolded.

Mila. "I used to take pictures of Regan on them, but before I posted the name to the guy."

"No more for the girls eye zina," said Gana.

Mila's eyes immediately squinted. "Dad-eyed girls, do you envy not have a dasa six pack?."

"A .. There is a."

"Oh yeah ..," the seductress Mila stood over to Gana.

When Gana was flushed standing, in Gea's hand was a bottle of water belonging to Regan.

"Don't play water Mil..," cried Gana.

"Then get undressed, she said sixpack."

"Can't Mil, Zina's eyes later."

Byurs....

With her innocent face Regan flushed Gana, somehow since when Regan had been standing behind Gana with two bottles of drinking water sis Mila and Rio.

Mila's eyes immediately glared at him. "Rengan nyiran, why yell at me?". Mila's tone of voice rose.

"You're Regan so help nyiram."

Not wanting to Know Gana took her water bottle, Mila ran for cover at Rio.

Since then just sit quietly watching them, but he was hit by water from Gana. Upset Rio turned back to grab the water bottle in Mila's hand.

Byur...

Mila screamed hysterically. Regan quietly went away from them. Because ....

"Regan!."

"Wooy!."

"Where are you going?."

They started hunting him at the same time.

Always, the end of all their togetherness is a real depravity as a simple happiness but always an unforgettable memory.

Ever since they sat down for a break on the sidelines Malvin started recording the four of them, he would send the footage to Abra and Grandpa Arya.

The final result of the recording was satisfactory. The three of them chased Regan, circling the field until finally Regan gave up receiving wet hugs from her three friends.

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Once home don't ask how Zahra's nagging Regan, Mila, Rio and Gana received.

Clothes are wet and dirty, so are their shoes and pants. Zahra evicts Regan's three friends after scolding them, Regan even having to wash her clothes, pants and shoes directly in the bathroom.

"Mother."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Mother, Regan."

Zahra immediately clucked walking with wide steps opening the door of her house.

True, the three friends of Regan were already standing in front of his house in clean clothes and looking fresh, smiling broadly at him with sparkling eyes.

"Definitely not washed?" said Zahra.

Gana who first laughed.

Mila and Rio still maintained their smiles while winking.

"Mother said ...."

"Yes, but we're hungry." Gana cut Zahra's nag.

"Yes, your mother didn't cook?.".

"Cooking really," replied Gana innocently. "But not as se-pe-ci-al as Mother."

"Special," Mila and Rio's correction together.

"Come in" Zahra ordered in a cold voice.

They smiled again and entered the house.

Regan had just come out of her room, wagging her wet hair straight into the kitchen followed by her three tailing friends.

Zahra sat down in front of the tv, letting them bring rice and side dishes that they would eat together.

They sat in a circle, read the do'a together and began to eat while chattering cheerfully. If with people who like simplicity, the food provided by Zahra today has been classified as special for them.

"Mother if we pass all Mothers make cake?," question Mila restore Zahra consciousness.

"Brownes, Bun?" said Gana.

"Tramisu," Rio's hoarding.

Regan silently watched her three friends.

"If Arz wants what?" asked Zahra softly.

"a simple bun, spicy sweet chicken wings."

He listened to the grunts of his three friends.

"Ah .. bosen."

"Here we eat chicken wings."

"everytime eat that cake."

Zahra responded with a grin of babbling those four. "If you can average eighty Mothers make one by one."

"OK."

"Sip."

"Definitely Bun.".

"Oh Allah .. may be the servant of the value of eighty. Ariston ...."

Don't ask who the last do'a is, because you already know who it is.

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