The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
22. Shopping Into a Big Market

One day I will make sure that there is a jersey that goes down to the field to help the attack for the national team. A national team jersey with the name "Adara. K" which will be the national team oemiaj and ready to compete to reveal the name of the country on the world stage.

At the same time to find a father and mother, to recognize their children who are struggling alone without them being accompanied.

My training every day feels lonely. Because David's gone but I don't know when he'll be back. I've always learned about the skill with the book David gave me. Whether I can or not, I just do it myself. Unlike when there was David, he always gave me spirit and gave me knowledge for my brain to be easily digested.

Time passed, days off I passed with practice and saw the tarkam game. Sometimes I play, but this tarkam is not in my village but the village of people. Maybe if I play in my village, then there'll be a whore boy screaming. It is better to play in the village of people to find safety.

Every game does not always win, but every game always has the determination to win. Although sometimes I lose to defend a team, but I can still get money as payment for impromptu players.

From that money I spend the needs, even I only use a little mother's money. I also promised to give it back someday.

"Let's just remember mom, I won't forget my promise to give me back my mom's money" the promise keeps on being tied to my mind and will never forget.

One day at a tarkam game. The raking thing happened again. Though losing a win in a match is common in football, but what is unusual is the audience who perform the act of provocateurs to make noise.

At that time my team lost, but we still play sports. But provocateurs from other teams make the players on the team I defend have high anger. They commit various violations, perhaps due to uncontrolled emotions to bad violations.

Making the audience of the opposing team grow furious. Even before the game was over, there were some who entered the field to hit players from our team. I was confused as to how, because I was the only woman in the middle of the field.

"key, take cover" shouted the coach who was sheltering among the security services.

Just then my eyes were confused looking for a way, I was completely dead-end unable to fight back. Because all the men who attack, even though I myself never play rough when in the middle of the field. But my sport is covered by the players who are on the team with me.

Almost 80% of players who commit a foul. That is what makes the audience angry. I almost lost my life in the middle of a riot. Fortunately, there was one of my teammates who helped me get out of there.

"ayo key quickly ran away, take refuge in my body" I ran away and continued to look for a safe place. Finally I reached a toilet seat, then changed into a normal shirt.

"Thank you raka"

"hurry home and be careful on the road because at this time the situation is getting worse" I listened to the raka's words and immediately went home.

It's exciting and it's really exciting, I don't care anymore about my salary all I care about is my life. Run to the more comfortable end. But the commotion continued to ring in the ears. Eventually, the police moved in to stop the time. I can only watch it far away.

So that's the riot, fortunately it can still be prevented so as not to fall his fatalities. I don't want to play in that village anymore. I prefer to play in other villages. Many are after me to play in the teams they manage. But no one has the intention to recruit me as a first team player. They're just after me to play as a paid player.

I would love to have a core club, but it's a shame to enter the club too many rules. They even told me to pay with a lot of money. I don't have that much money. So this is what kept me going to be a paid player.

The days passed, Ari and I also signed up for a favorite High School. Mom also sent me the money to continue school. Every money I give my mother always records and every money I use is also neatly recorded in order to facilitate my calculations in returning mother's money later.

Tomorrow I'll go to a higher school. Treading.i mature in the sense of age, but I've explored it when I was still young.

"Mother, assalamu'alaikum"

*tok, tok, tok* I tap slowly house mom Yanti to peddle it to the market to buy school equipment.

"Waalaikumsalam, yes son"

"Mom, so go, right? " Many

"So dong, mom change clothes first"

"Ready ma'am"

A few minutes later, I was ready. We went on a motorcycle driven by my mother. Towards a traditional market that is a good distance from the village. Nice and beautiful market, different from the market in my slum village.

Inside it is very wide and many sellers of various kinds of food and also sellers of clothes and others. It feels great to be able to walk to this market and mom at the same time buy ingredients for sale tomorrow. Although the distance is far, but the price is cheaper so it can be frugal.

In addition to buying school supplies, I also buy staples at home for my supplies in front of the mumpung here the materials are quite cheap. Buy chili, tomato, tofu, tempeh and other staples that can be preserved in the refrigerator. It turns out to be very cool to shop with a clean market. It feels comfortable here, being able to bargain with a friendly merchant.

"Oh yes ma'am, key also wants to buy a soccer shirt" said bu yanti when the city went around in the clothing market

"There's a key? "

"Key doesn't know either ma'am, hehehe"

From the first I wanted to buy the Indonesian national team soccer shirt, but only this time it was delivered. Because the market in my house there is no market for clothes sellers, they sell many food staples only. So I can't buy a soccer shirt like I want.

After searching in several stores, many said the stock ran out. There are only football shirts from abroad such as barcelona, manchester city, manchester United, real madrid and many more. I was quite disappointed because there was no shirt there. So I decided not to buy clothes. Only buy clothes for school and school equipment.

"Why a market of this size does not sell national team clothes" Kesalku complained to bu yanti

"Not selling dear, but no stock" Sahutnya who patiently tried to give me understanding

"But key wants a soccer shirt"

"You do not need to buy a soccer shirt, you will be given your own soccer shirt with your name key. He said key wanted to be a national team player" His hand held both of my shoulders and we looked at each other.

"Yes mom, key wants to be a national team player"

"You should try and pray that your wish is achieved by the good boy" I nodded and hugged the lady full of smiles.

Although there was no shirt I was looking for, there was at least a warm hug from a mother who had always been an advisor in my life.

All the shopping is done, your right and left hands are full of groceries, whether it's groceries or school supplies. Even bu yanti also has the same amount of groceries.

"Duh, it's so heavy, ma'am" I complained, staring at each other with my mother

"Hahhahah" We both immediately laughed when we saw another high school. More precisely laugh at yourself for shopping that much, even though riding a motorcycle instead of riding a car.

Step by step we walk even if only slowly. Arriving at the parking lot, my mother and I saw a meatball stall and chicken noodles that were so tempting. We both stopped by to eat even though there was too much food.

"Mom, stop by for some yuk meatballs" my stomach was hungry, let alone seeing chicken meatballs and noodles this late in the day

"Come on, I'm hungry anyway" she complained with a smile.

Her parents are very friendly. Serving us very kindly. Although the location is on the market, but the place is comfortable and clean. So the child to enjoy meatballs or chicken noodles here.

"Bang, I ordered 1 chicken noodle and 1 meatball"

"Okay ready to go"

"Oh yes same iced tea 2 yes bang"

"OK" I smiled at the meatball seller's hospitality. Pleased feels.

Not long after that meatball was available at the table. Me and mom yanti melahaya because they are hungry to go around in a very wide and large market. I also arrived because I was still hungry. So add 1 more bowl to relieve my hunger. Not usually I eat 2 bowls of chicken noodles, even though 1 bowl is full. But it's different, the chicken noodles are so good and my stomach is hungry so it's okay to eat him a bowl.

*bruk* after eating I was sleepy until my head was blown to the table.

"Why are you, son, dizzy, or sick? " Ask the worried mother when she sees me

"No ma'am, Key was too full to be sleepy"

"Astaghfirullah, please let's go home"

"So ma'am, key pay first" I stood up to pay for my food before leaving

"It's already, I'm the one who paid you to keep the money" mother told me to put the money back she said she was the one who bought it today.

"But ma'am.... "

"Already, already, let's go. Mommy already paid for everything"

"Thank you so much ma'am" said I who felt sorry for my mother

"Ihhh, you are like anyone, right mom has told me that this mother is your parents" I nodded while following the steps of mom.

He was too kind to me, paid me to eat, fed me nothing in the dictionary of his life. Just helping with a deep sense of sincerity. Always thought of me as his son, even though he was never born from his womb. Mother also always supports whatever my decision as long as it is on the right path.

He also always supported me in playing football, but I could be injured even if only a little then he would be worried. Mom and her family love me very much. I'm grateful to meet them, they're all wingless angels you sent after my original wingless angel went somewhere.

My trip back this time was very difficult, because there were too many of our groceries. Fortunately, my mother's motorcycle was meticulous, so I could put the groceries in front and carry them in the back. It feels like laughing but it feels hard to feel everything.

So did the mother who laughed even though she was small, because it was difficult to drive. But never mind, the important thing is to get home safely even if only running at a speed of 20km/h. Slow down as long as it arrives safely.

Ribet indeed, but it is not important to get cheap staples said the mother. When we got home to drop off all the luggage, fortunately there was a father who was ready to stand by and help us both.

"Astaghfirullah ma'am, ma'am, buy a lot" protested mamat when lowering our groceries

"Yes sir, it's cheap there" replied the mother to her husband with a smile

"Tau gini bring a truck to let it not be complicated gini"

"Hahaha" mother laughed loudly, I laughed at her funny behavior.

He said the family will be harmonious if it always lowers the Ego and considers something casually. Yes, that's how the family always relaxed like there is ice in their family because it always doused the fire out of the house.

"Key go home first, sir, ma'am" I told them both while shaking hands as usual.

Arriving at home I opened all my groceries, various school supplies and groceries. I put one by one foodstuffs into the refrigerator, I arranged neatly to make it look more beautiful. Then I opened the school supplies. Inside it contained books, shoes, bags and blue white school clothes.