WAY OF LIFE
CHAPTRE 49

The same with Rifqi. Nongol-nongol boys are not teenagers anymore, just want to grow up where glow up :v

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They didn't expect that this afternoon's basketball game would be this fierce. Already repeatedly both teams put the ball into the ring even to release emotions until a little physical clash between each other. The chairman of the event and his teams were a little overwhelmed because they had to go back and forth to treat the players who were injured due to the physical impact that occurred.

The scores produced by the two teams are not much different. It makes the player more and more grunts look at it. Who will win according to you? Is it Rifqi or Rayn's team?

Throughout the match, Dafina's views and concerns never escaped the field.

"So serious, mbak." Claura nudged Dafina's arm. He chuckled amusedly when he saw the face of sewot as well as the wrong behavior of Dafina. "Casual dong, Daf, I'm just talking doang. Don't rent if it's not right," Claura said withholding her laughter.

"But there's no problem with the ex. Manalagi his ex is right. It is strange if you are not amazed as cogan as he is. A girl who doesn't glow must be a bloated bloke." Claura smiled meaningfully.

Claura does not know what happened in the life of SMK Dafina. But he believes that what the man did to Dafina long ago, Dafina still holds a sense of admiration, worry, curiosity, and liking even if it is only a little.

"Sok tau lu. I used to see that they were so rich long ago" Dafina's alibi.

"Don't believe the cave. Although the cave does not know what happened in your life when SMK. But the cave believes that what the man did to you long ago, you actually still hold a sense of awe, worry, curiosity, and like even if it's just a little."

Claura looked directly at my eyes Dafina who was staring at the man named Rifqi. Clearly visible in the spotlight of the eye radiated pain as well as curious.

"WOOOOO!!! Look at Daf, Rayn put the ball into the ring. Jesus, their team points a draw! It's great! Fierce competition," said Bunga.

The flower phone suddenly sounded. Bunga immediately picked up the call after seeing who called him.

"Hallo Chelle, what's wrong?" Flowers ask immediately after the phone connection is connected. He put his phone in front of his right ear.

Dafina who heard Bunga mention Michelle's name, looked straight at the woman. But unfortunately Dafina could not hear what they were talking about. But judging from the look on the face of Bunga, Dafina could guess that there was an obstacle that occurred.

A few moments later, the flower decides on the call. His face looks worried. It seems that the problem that occurred was not a matter of mediocrity.

"Daf, this is so bad. Inside the hotel there is a leak in the head, said Chelle was not a guest who stayed at this hotel but our school children. There need a lot of help, you don't mind if I stay here? I if it's done straight nyamperin lo again really," said Bunga full of anxiety.

"Yes, go there quickly, do not put off a very important job. Leaking heads have included legal issues and lives, not playing games anymore." Dafina obviously allowed Bunga to go help with the problems inside the hotel. At this time Dafina was not selfish. The people in there need more help.

"Lo don't want to come?" ask Flowers.

"Can I come?" Dafina asked back to Bunga. Dafina was also not sure if she could help them later there or not. Although when SMP to SMK he participated in the extracurricular PMR, but this time the case is not playing games anymore. He is also not a doctor like Bunga and other alumni.

"Lo can keep the P3K stand not the same manager lo it? Everyone's helping the victim in there. No one is guarding the P3K stand there, who knows who needs help here. You must be able to handle the small problems that occur here later, will you PMR children when school first."

Dafina thought of the offer of Flowers. After a while he thought, Dafina finally nodded her head. Dafina, Claura, and Bunga soon moved to the P3K stand. Everyone who keeps the stand does not exist at all, it seems true what Flowers say.

"Thanks, Daf." - "Thanks." The flower immediately left after carrying some medical equipment to help the victim.

Now only Dafina and Claura are left on the P3K stand. Because of this, they could no longer relax like before. They need to be ready when there are people in need.

Claura checked the stock of medicines on the stand, ascertaining whether there were still medicines available or not. While Dafina was re-examining the medical equipment that was there, making sure all the tools were functioning properly. He had not expected that there would be such a thing. Dafina thought there would be no such thing. Leaking head? Ih creepy.

Instantly, the situation on the ground became chaotic. This time it was not the sound of any support the cry of the spirit. Dafina and Claura had no idea what caused it. It looks like he missed a scene. Dafina returned to watch the match after checking all the medical equipment as well as Claura. It has become common if there is a commotion between the two teams in every match even friendship can become tenuous if it is related to the match, so Dafina is not surprised anymore if it happens.

"MEDICAL TEAM GET OVER HERE!!" some people shouted from the field.

Dafina was shocked to hear the screams of some people in the field. There was another accident with the players on the field. Dafina and Claura swiftly brought a box of P3K and medical equipment to help the injured player. While running small to the middle of the field to approach the player who is currently injured.

Dafina immediately put the medical equipment on the floor and took the P3K box that Claura was holding when they were in front of the player. So focused on opening and preparing for medical needs, Dafina had not looked at the player's face that was currently grimacing.

"Try opening dul—"

Dafina flinched as her gaze met with Rifqi's gaze. The man who used to look strong and cool when SMK is now grimacing in pain in front of him. Surprised to see who was injured, Dafina did not even continue.

"Don't diem bego. People are sick again in medicine not dipelototokin. You say I'll recover if glared? If that doesn't need to be a hospital," said Rifqi.

Dafina regained consciousness from her shock. He immediately approached Rifqi to check on the injuries that the man had sustained. Dafina slowly opened the two shoes that Rifqi used during the match. Every time Dafina touched him, surely Rifqi would complain of pain.

The leg t-shirt the man used was very clean, there was not the slightest bloodstain. That is, there was no bleeding at all that the man was experiencing. But why the look and action issued by Rifqi like to show that he was seriously injured?

Dafina resumed her activities. His forehead puckered without him noticing. Opening it, Dafina was second-guessing what happened to the man. Is Rifqi really sick or just a prank?

Dafina was shocked when she saw Rifqi's ankle swell up. It was natural that the man felt pain. His legs must have been severely sprained and it is certain that this leg can no longer participate in the match. If Rifqi continues the match, it will be very risky with this foot condition.

"Lo's feet are sprained badly, brother. So you can not continue the match," said Dafina slowly.

The man glanced towards the scoring board installed in front of the commentator's desk. Right now the points of both teams are the same with there still a little time left. Rifqi paused for a moment, thinking about how he would win this match.

"Let's take the man to the medical stand" Claura's invitation just faded the plan he was putting into his brain.

"So. I will continue this match no matter what." Rifqi refuses to ask Claura to take herself to a medical stand.

"Lo's crazy? It is impossible if you continue the match with your current condition. Please understand, brother. Although I am not a medical child but I was once a PMR child at school. So I know which one can continue the match with no." Dafina was still trying to get Rifqi to listen to her words.

"Lot of bacot lo. Cepetan love me pain killer spray!" rifqi's orders in a serious tone. The man did not take his eyes off the scoring board. Second by second he missed while waiting for Dafina to give him what he asked for.

Dafina had no choice but to comply with the man's request. Rifqi is still the same as it used to be: ambitious and very stubborn. Forcibly, Dafina gave Rifqi the item she wanted. At this time he can only pray that the injury of the man does not get worse.

Rifqi immediately sprayed the pain killer spray on her swollen leg. Then he put the footwear back on quickly. Time went by quickly and he had already wasted a lot of time on it. Slowly Rifqi tried to get up. His feet still felt very painful even though he had sprayed it using a pain killer spray.

Dafina and Claura returned to their original place. This time his steps felt heavy, Dafina was still worried about the man who chose to continue the match under such conditions.

The players return to their original positions. The game again started from the ball that was in Rifqi's hands due to a foul the medical team had committed on the man.

The situation gets worse when the whistle is blown by a referee. The game was getting hotter because there were only two minutes left. Rayn easily snatched the ball from Rifqi. Rifqi does not accept if the ball in his hand is seized by his enemy. The man tried to catch up to Rayn and get the ball back, but unfortunately he could not do it with this kind of personality.

Rayn manages to fit the ball into the ring perfectly before Rifqi's team recaptures it. Now the supporters of the Rifqi team sighed in disappointment, there was no longer any hope for the Rifqi team to win this match. They also could not blame and force Rifqi to win the match this time, as it was clear the accident was not Rifqi's wish, the accident just happened to him.

Rifqi's gaze continued to be fixed on the basketball that is currently still passed to his fellow team members. The man was still trying to focus on the match despite the growing pain. Rifqi should not be let off guard in the slightest as it could be a gap for the opposing team.

"Live twenty more seconds. We count down, everyone! 20..19..18..," exclaimed a commentator who began counting down to end this match.

The Rifqi team grew even more panicked as the remaining time was only 15 seconds away. The watching was getting excited, some people began to play the bass drum to enliven the match to be completed.

Angga was still looking for an opening to throw his ball at his team, until finally his gaze met with Rifqi's gaze. Angga hesitated to throw the ball towards Rifqi who was at the end there without any guard at all by the opposing team. But after getting a nod from Rifqi that he was fine, with all his strength Angga threw the basketball to Rifqi. His throw soared perfectly and it left the audience dumbfounded. Even more amazing, the ball landed right in Rifqi's hands.

Rayn quickly ran over to Rifqi to grab the ball. He only realized that Rifqi was on the three point line. He also just realized that his enemy is an expert in entering the ball from a considerable distance.

Rifqi was still trying to stay focused despite the current pain. This was his only chance to score points into the opponent's ring. If he fails to enter the ball this time, then Rayn's team will be declared victorious. Rifqi didn't want that until it happened.

Since the remaining time was only 5 seconds away, Rifqi immediately threw the ball in his hand into the ring belonging to his opponent. The atmosphere instantly became silent as the man had thrown his ball. The man who is currently seriously injured is still trying to put the ball into the bed with a long distance. Miraculously, the ball went perfectly into the basketball hoop just as the whistle sounded. The supporters of Rifqi cheered in excitement because of the victory that had been successfully achieved.

Dafina looked at the scene without even opening her eyes. He still could not believe what he had just witnessed just now. No one feels not proud of the man despite being sick he still tenaciously won the competition this time.

"What a great thing about me." Angga still hugged Rifqi tightly. The sweat of the two has now been mixed evenly in each other's bodies but so proud they do not care about it.

"Eh woy off anjir, you're so heavy I swear, I'm not staying any longer." Rifqi was a little overwhelmed to hold Angga's weight.

"Eh yes I forgot, sorry, as an apology from me, I carried you to the changing room deh." Angga was already preparing with his position to carry the man.

"Seriously lo?" asked Rifqi to make sure. Smile at the corner of the man's lips. When else try carried by Angga.

"Yes the splinter rose before the cave changed its mind."

Rifqi obeyed Angga's orders. His arms were coiled around Rifqi's neck. Angga has prepared all his energy to bring this friend to the changing room. Before starting to walk towards the dressing room, Angga tried to balance his body first. He did not want to interrupt the man and himself.

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