The Time Will Arrive
Chapter 7 inter-school matches

I stood on the Star beam, both hands outstretched in the air before I relaxed on the sides of the body.The poolside arena was crowded by visitors, mostly the disciples' parents. I could see Aunt Feline and Om Jonathan among them, and tried not to feel too disappointed when I did not find Papa and Mama.

to my left, there was Rita, a high-statured high-wishing High School Student, who had been my strongest opponent ever since Junior High School, I knew her since Junior High, since our name was registered to a swimming training group in the same gym, where we trained intensively during the semester-end holidays.

Rita is one of the highlights to scent the name of Indonesia in the upcoming Olympics. In addition to having trained from a very early age, the advantages of rita are excellent stamina.

therefore, he is always placed in the Middle track, which is intended for the fastest swimmers.to be beside him, making me more motivated to win.

I focused my eyes straight ahead, trying to forget Arga, forgetting Rita, forgetting the coach, and the frenzy around me. There was only me and my heartbeat pounding.

dor's!

the eruption of the gun sounded, amplified by the loudspeakers attached to the arena.I jumped from the beam, my body felt light in the air before landing into the water. only I faintly felt the coolness of the water enveloping my entire body before I sped.

both pairs of my hands and feet moved harmoniously, following a rhythm that felt very natural to me. This is my world, this is where I should be.

I arrived at the end of the pool in a matter of seconds.I touched the wall of the pool, and then I flipped over and slid back to the opposite side. each pull and exhalation is coordinated with a hand swing.

not once did I let my focus blur.then after searching I felt the automatic time-measuring touch board marking the finish line, I came to the surface and took a deep breath.

my ears again caught the noise of the world, and a big smile lost one of them was Arga's passionate appeal.

1 minute 6 seconds. not bad, and I still have enough time to beat my own personal record to reach less than a minute. beside me, Rita recorded 1 minute 5 seconds. the disappointment quickly crept, but I pushed it away. All this is not over yet my journey is still long.

before getting out of the pool, Rita touched my arm while smiling with a friendly look.

'' it's a tight game. See you at the national swimming championship, he said.

I take it as a challenge and a compliment.

'' See you at the national swimming championship, '' my promise.

as I left the pool, I felt a pair of Eyes join my steps, as if I had been watching me since. I looked around, looking around to find the owner.

there, for the first time, I saw it.

the young man sat in the back row of the audience seats. His posture was upright, his expression was flat and hard to read. he wore a white shirt that contrasted with the color of the skin that was tanned.Hair curly, his hair was, a little longer than it should be, the lowest ticket under the nape.

from where I stood, I could not see clearly the features of his face, but one thing I can assure you, he was handsome in a way that I find difficult to explain. However, what stood out the most was the intense look in his eyes, as if he was observing prey, as if I were more than just a person caught by his gaze.

when our gaze met, he did not immediately divert it as someone should be caught watching others.He continued to stare, not once smiling or changing expression.

what the fuck.. ?

though confused, I could not ignore the strange feeling, that for a few seconds, I felt as if the pool arena had turned silent, and the noise had twisted into complete silence. as if it was Just Me and Him in there.

it was as if he was all I could see, and so was he. But this time I saw him.

curiosity overcame my pride so I went outside. However, when I returned to the arena, he was no longer there.

We smashed plastic cups of cold soda, and ate pizza like a hungry man, all members of the swimming club, minus coach Andri who had to attend a teacher meeting, were present in the sect today.

sixtis is a 60-era American diner-style fast food restaurant, with soft red sofas and waxed ceramic floors, we found it by accident, more precisely, it was Arga and I who first discovered this place.at that time, We were driving at night, and accidentally saw the nameplate LED with antique model that shone brightly bright with sixis writing.

when opening the car window in the parking area, what smelled was the tantalizing aroma of pancakes, then we went in there.

Since that night, the official sixtis in daulat became the hangout spot for all of us, especially after the match day as it is now.

'' 1 second, Tina.'' next to me, our Club friend Vella, chewed pizza while talking.'' Rita is invincible.''

I murmured indistinctly, only half listening. My head was still full of the imagination of the man who had inhabited the last row of the spectator's chair.There was something about the look of his eyes that were like a magnet, like a magnet, it pulls anyone into its gravity.

'' it's okay, we still have time before the final game and the names that passed the selection are determined.'' the price of putting an arm on my shoulder, then squeezing it slowly.'' anyway, lo looks more cute in a swimsuit than Rita.''

I clapped his hands Laughing.''' lebay, by the way, congratulations, straight became the fastest swimmer in Pelita High School.'' with 54 seconds, by the way, by the way, by the way, the price pantes get the title even though I still hesitate to admit the boy who used to always swim far behind me is now able to beat me.

'' still not as great as Eli.'' said my humble, but I know he's right. Our senior, brother Eli Gustia, is a swimming Prodi Club as well as a favorite coach Andri, he was diagnosed with brain cancer 2 years ago and was forced to leave the club.

after his treatment After, Brother Eli still occasionally visited us, but never once joined again in training.

''you'll get there. '' I said despite knowing the implied meaning behind Arga's sentence just now is more about a matter of time.

kak Eli once had everything that Arga wanted the status of being the greatest swimmer in the history of Pelita High School, great enough to be a strong candidate as Indonesia's representative at the Olympics.

and one more, Brother Eli had Kak Nov, until they broke up shortly after Eli was diagnosed with illness.

Arga just smiled a little, then spent the rest of the food on the pan, the conversation just passed by.

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