The String of Destiny
Flag of war

The next day after the sports hours were over, Alexander sat alone by the side of the road aisle near the basketball court. His body was full of sweat, his breathing was dull due to the basketball material taught by the Sports Teacher. Dawn and her friends, seen playing volleyball on the other side of the basketball court.

Tamrin and Tiara, standing opposite a futsal ball between the two of them. Then, they began to duel over the ball. Wulan was seen walking towards the two of them, then he joined Tamrin to grab the ball. Move the agile and slippery Tiara, making them both difficult to grab the ball. Not long after, Rudi also came and joined Tiara to defend the ball.

Alexander who saw it just laughed while resting his body. After his breath stabilized, he took the phone inside the pocket of the sports pants he was wearing. He began to type in his novel script.

In the script, the main character enters the room and is greeted by his two wives. Highlight his eyes focus on staring at the cellphone screen with a perverted look. His two fingers, continued typing and his mind flew towards the world of imagination.

As he typed he said, "Upper style or sideways style? What good costume to wear? The waiter!" he said inwardly then he laughed making the passing student stare strangely at him.

At the time of writing the script, Alexander became another personal figure than usual. Common sense immediately returned, Alexander reawakened from his world.

Hurriedly he turned his phone screen around then glanced back and around. Then, he exhaled and said, "Damn it! Even get carried away."

Alexander returned to writing, but this time he tried to hold back his attitude and emotions when writing. While typing, someone sat next to him.

Alexander glanced at the person at the side, "Hey, Tamrin!" hello Alex thinks is Tamrin.

Alex's friendly face, slowly grew cold when he found out that the person sitting next to him was Ilham. Alexander put his cell phone back in his pants pocket. They sat side by side while looking forward with cold and intimidating faces.

"This place is indeed the most beautiful, let alone see the figure of a cheerful angel playing with his peers," said Ilham kindly.

Alexander glanced at Ilham while asking, "No need for pleasantries, what do you really want?"

Ilham laughed then glanced at Alex, "Stiff once, I just want to remind you of our class match on Saturday. I'm worried, your class will forget."

"That's all?" alex timpal.

The friendly look on Ilham's face, instantly turned cold and intimidating, "Your face makes me sick. Seeing me like that I'll be daunted? Dream," he said in a proud tone.

The more Alex glared, the more his heart beat. The alarm of the danger sign had sounded inside him. Both his hands were trembling, yet he was disguised in a fist.

"Gue asked again, what do you want?"

"According to the information I received, you and Tiara walked together in the Mall. Besides I noticed, you two are always close and even go home together. Especially during the futsal match yesterday. Tiara ran to the center of the field continuously hugging you in front of everyone. I am sure that your relationship is not limited to close friends. Actually, how close are you to Tiara? What relationship do you have with Tiara? You're her boyfriend?"

Alexander stared at Ilham very sharply as his heartbeat beat violently while enduring the tension and fear, "You boyfriend or not that's none of your business."

Inspiration laughed as he turned to look ahead. He glanced back at Alex with his cold face, "Yes, what a pompous pardon. You listen carefully, I don't care how close to Tiara that I will definitely take Tiara from you no matter how. Because, when I want it, then that's what I have to get," he said in an intimidating tone.

"Whatever way? How rogan.

Just hearing it makes me sick. Don't dream, no matter what I don't let a man take her away from me" Alex stared intently at Ilham in an intimidating tone.

The atmosphere was getting tense, their two hands clenched onto each other and prepared to hit. Their auras of hatred clashed against each other, the intimidating glare of the eyes added to the tension. A ball, rolling towards them.

Tiara, Rudi, Wulan and Tamrin called the two of them. But Alex and Ilham both turned away then because there was no response Tiara and Rudi ran over. While Wulan and Tamrin, they both walked after them from behind.

Tamrin, walking, asked, "My kick moment is right?"

Wulan smiled as she nodded her head, "As per my prediction last night. If it's too long, our boss is getting depressed."

At the same time, Tiara and Rudi stood facing the two of them. Tiara was curious about what Ilham was doing.

"Hey, Inspiration!" greet Tiara.

"Hello, Tiara," he replied kindly.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm just reminding you of our inter-class match with Alex. To be interesting, how about coupled with a bet? Money for example?"

"No, that's gambling. After all, the student pocket money isn't as much as you think," Alex replies.

"On that matter, each dues a thousand people. If you can, the lemayan added to your class money, right?"

Alexander folded his hands together with a sly smile, "Alright, we're willing to bet. Provided that in addition to money, for example, treat a bottle of mineral water or free massage. If you don't want to, our inter-class matches are off."

Inspiration agreed, he stood up and told them to go back to class. Meeting with Ilham today as a sign of the start of flying the war flag.

Alexander glanced at all of them with a serious face, "Please tell our classmates to gather in class. We have to tell them this."

Tiara and the others nodded their heads and scattered in search of the rest of the class. The entire class has gathered in the classroom. Alexander, told me about the match that Ilham was talking about.

"Why not just bet money? The feeling of our school no no betting ban?" ask Dawn.

Alexander exhaled while folding both of his hands. He looked at his classmates with a serious look, "If we bet money, then our atmosphere and game will become serious. After the match, we must blame each other. As long as you know, believe it or not the purpose of this match is to divide our class."

Hana has been in friendship with Ilham and her friends become upset. He seriously asked, "Indeed, you have proof of what saying that is?"

Alexander glanced at Hana, smiling and saying, "No, just a hunch. Believe it or not, that's your business. Obviously, I didn't tell you and you were all hostile towards class IPA A. Who feels male, don't forget our rehearsal at two o'clock."

Disbanding, the students said, "Reader, '" they said in a flat tone.