Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 30: Challenging Space

All players stop. Sakti and his friends immediately came and helped.

“Lurusin foot lo slowly.” Aba-aba given Sakti. Then, he yelled at another friend who was watching to find an ice cube compress. Not long after, the order came.

“Lo can't play anymore. Rest first until it gets quiet. Home business, easy ntar.”

“But we don't have a backup player, Bro.” Other members reminded. They looked at each other in confusion.

“Forced just the four of us to go on.”

Sakti's answer left the other friend dumbfounded. The member said, “Where can win if so?”

“That's not necessary to win. The important thing is finished until the end.” The decision was made because there was no other way. They do not provide backup players because they think the match that occurred is not the real competition.

Don't want everything to go on. The students who had been watching from earlier regretted what had happened.

“Ka, you do not join? Replace fallen temen lo it.” Friska. Since then he had been quiet and enjoying the match, now there was only his voice.

Space flutters. His gaze remained straight to the middle of the field. She is deaf and reluctant to interact.

“Dih, this guy.” Friska grumbling. Not the first time I was ignored like that. Not only Friska, how many students are mentally affected by the Angkasa treatment. Too cute and cold, but the funny thing is even loved by students.

“Partially you also did not talk to him, Fris. I don't remember Kasa. Turn dicuekin, now sewot.” Myria chimed in with a relaxed tone. He watches the game, but knows what his best friend is doing.

“Not fun you, My.” Friska's eyeballs are spinning, her lips are thick in inches if you want to measure.

Myria sighed. There was nothing wrong with what he said just now, right? The fact is so if her husband can not be approached when outside the house.

Angkasa, Myria, and Friska were silent again, while the other students cheered cheering up the boisterous atmosphere.

Remaining the last three minutes in the third round to add points, all players are serious and fight each other with agile movements. As the ball soared into the air, one of the High School 2 students was about to catch, but his fate was thrown towards Myria and Friska.

The movement of the ball is too fast, making it difficult for Friska and Myria to avoid. The two girls could only reflexively shut down out of fear.  However, when the eyes are open, they see the Space has already caught.

“Can play no lo?” Angkasa said in a firm tone when the player came to want to take the ball.

“Kalem, Ka. Ordinary thing again if you accidentally throw gini.” The response of Galang friends is so relaxed without sin. Not saying sorry like Angkasa's hope, but he was asking to be understood.

“It's common said lo?” Inflamed space. “Elo aja who play no ati-ati. Almost hit a girl, your eyes don't see?”

The rising intonation from Angkasa's speech provoked the young man's ego. He does not want to lose and fight, “Main not ati-ati how? It's also called an accident. Lo kali who do not know how to play until I gini.”

The debate was ultimately inevitable. The two-man riot of course invited the team waiting in the middle of the field to come. Sakti and Galang ran over.

“Why, Ka?” Sakti pushed his best friend's plan to create distance. So did Galang who pulled back his teammate.

“Lang, tell your members to learn again. I know wrong not sorry even belagu.”

“Lo daguayain I can not play. If you are a good guy, try my opponent here!” The hotter the cross-hearted friend was, he did not care for the sharp glare obtained.

Sakti tried to mediate, but Angkasa had been provoked. “What do you want me?” space says while throwing the ball. He took off one of his backpack straps from his left shoulder and was ready to clash.

“Gue has fifteen million race results. If you win, I dare to give you that.”

Everyone glared at the young man talking. Galang as team leader was about to intervene to help Sakti break up the debate.

However, young souls who are easily ignited and like challenges are not easily extinguished. Space grinned. He throws the bag behind and hits Friska until the girl yells in annoyance.

“Gue accept lo challenge!” the word Space is full of confidence. Money is not a suit for Space, but the young man wants to teach a lesson.

“Yes, let's play all.” Sakti said out loud. After all, increasing the Space in the team will open up a chance of winning this afternoon.

Without changing uniforms, Angkasa determined to the middle of the field. The hysterical screams of the students watching got increasingly out of control.

“Kak Kasa, let's get excited!” One nearby voice from Myria was heard. Friska turned her head and looked at the expressions of her classmates.

Still hugging the Space bag, Friska muttered half-consciously. “Punya pellet apa si Kasa to many fans gini.”

Myria glanced at her best friend. “Entah. Maybe because saucy.”

“Cakep is also free if it is cold like ice cubes, My. Can-can be frozen so the girl.”

Myria grimaces. His face was strange. She herself was confused, why would Angkasa marry, even though her husband seemed to have a double personality.

“Kasa, I support lo!” The changeover cry came from the direction Erika was standing. The girl pranced in excitement and waved her hand even though the one who turned her head was not the one who was cheered on.

Friska grunting. He took a few steps back. “Not to mention his ex-girlfriend. Not about, deh, My, what if you have a relationship with Kasa.”

Breathing out from Myria's lips. He shook his head slowly. His best friend was busy nagging, when he said he wanted to watch basketball.  “Do not discuss Kasa. He's good, really. Although sometimes nyebelin.”

“Many nyebelinya sure, yes?”

A little laugh on his lips. Myria rubbed Friska's arms soothingly. He brought back his best friend to see the match rather than grumbling to no end.

The game score starts to balance. Initially Sakti and the team were left quite far behind. However, indeed the presence of Space had a big effect on their team. The hand did break a bone and took months to heal, but in fact did not reduce the skill of the Space play.

All movements are still so well mastered. Starting from dribbling, passing, to shooting Angkasa well done. The clear weather in the afternoon burned his spirits.

The students watching did not stop cheering. Every ball went into the ring, hysterical cries rang out to the point of opening the ears.

“Kak Kasa, great!”

“Come, Brother, print many points.”

“Kak Kasa, I love you!”

Various shouts adorn throughout the game. It was approaching dusk, but the students seemed to forget to go home. The charm of Space is too alluring that it is able to bewitch many eyes.

“Fris, want to go home?”

“Eh?” Friska. He looked to the side, then looked down. “Mana can go home, this Kasa bag is still in hand.”

Myria closed her lips no longer asked.

“Titipin to the next-class sisters this time, yes, My?” Friska puts out an idea. He thought it was time for Myria to come home because of work.

“Do, Fris. Ntar if anyone says, we have a problem.”

“How to?”

“Yes, wait a minute. Also back to back.”

Amidst the two girls' conversation, the final whistle rang. All the students shouted in excitement and rushed into the middle of the field to celebrate the victory.  No need to ask, the winner of his own High School for the presence of Space.

Angkasa approached Galang's friend earlier while smiling obliquely. “Gue wins.”

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