The Love I Don't Miss
Part 117 (Remember Him as a Friend)

The post-workout eating session is over. The same position without change. Clarice in front of her best friend, Naufal. And on her right side is Hanna. Then Arsen was still to the left of Naufal.

And that's when, suddenly a girl appeared from behind Cla's back. The girl really made Cla reluctant to stay longer at the rectangular-shaped table.

"Arsen!" the girl exclaimed and immediately rushed to sit between Arsen and Naufal.

One friend who followed him sat in the other chair.

' Hemh! Just left! Grandma came first! '

Clarice grumbled inwardly, staring in dislike at Zuria, her upperclassman at IPS-1.

"We went back to class!" clarice on Naufal. "Come, Han!" take Clarice in a flat tone and seem to show an attitude of dislike with what is being seen in front of the eyes.

"Why hunt?" asked Naufal astonished.

"I'm tired! read a novel in class!" clarice answered a little. "Daddy..."

"I.ltya! Cla!" answer Hanna clumsy. He was confused as to why Clarice had arrived and invited him to leave. The drink in Clarice's glass was still there.

Clarice said goodbye to Naufal. As if Arsen wasn't in place. But the 16-year-old girl had a glance at Arsen who was sitting dumbfounded when he said goodbye to Naufal.

"Clarice!" call Arsen a little hard.

But the girl was reluctant to stop, let alone look at the young man who felt lost time to be with her.

"Why?" zuria asked Arsen who seemed to prevent Clarice from leaving.

"It's okay, I borrowed money from him, because there was no change" replied Arsen. "I'm going first huh? I need to return the money immediately. It's not good to borrow too long." said Arsen immediately stood up and moved from his chair.

"Yes.. Why go, anyway?" tanya Zuria looked disappointedly at Arsen, and was full of hope that the young man would not leave.

Because he had just arrived at the cafeteria after completing a repeat later than the time given by the class teacher. While meeting Arsen in his class is definitely prohibited by the school. A strict ban on other students entering a class that is not their class, for no apparent reason. At the most, only to the limit of the door.

"Sorry.." said Arsen staring flatly at Zuria. The upperclassman he knew so well did look after him. "Come, Fal!" take Arsen while patting his new friend's shoulder.

Naufal who heard Arsen say goodbye immediately moved from his seat. And get ready with Arsen to leave the canteen area to pursue Clarice's steps at the end of the canteen.

Leaving the 17-year-old girl staring disappointedly at her back that was getting away without her having time to talk. He went to the cafeteria to find the young man, and hugged his arm like this morning.

***

"Hunt - hunt once.." grumbled Arsen as soon as he got behind Clarice.

But the one who spoke as if pretending not to hear what was being said by Arsen.

While Naufal, the young man had since seemed to observe the gestures of Clarice and Arsen who thought it was very strange. Like something's been hidden, or something's on the edge?

If you can be honest, then he only knew when in this cafeteria, if Clarice and Arsen already know each other more than others. I don't know when they were really close.

Naufal stared fixedly at the back of the friend who was moving in front of him. Because Clarice was walking right in front of him. Then glanced at Arsen beside him, which he could deduce from Arsen was. if the young man was also looking at the back of the friend.

' What's really going on with them? '

Naufal murmured in the heart. It is also impossible if an Arsen borrows money from a classmate. He knew Arsen was paying for his food with his own money without borrowing it from Clarice.

Successfully pursuing Clarice's steps, they return to class simultaneously. With Cla walking hand in hand with Hanna. Then Naufal and Arsen were behind the two beautiful girls.

Throughout the steps, then all the time that Cla saw a lot of girls who say hello or just steal a look at the figure of Arsen.

Indeed Naufal is no less handsome than Arsen. The difference is that they used to see Naufal in school. And Arsen? He was the new kid who was the center of attention of one school for now.

Legs repeatedly tilted his lips because he was lazy to see many girls who stole the view to see Arsen, with a gaze that seemed - if Arsen is a delicious meal.

I don't know what the girl really felt. He's acting very strange. His heart and soul are still very young makes the girl can not be stable.

Maybe she was jealous? but he didn't feel like he loved Arsen at all. Although he recognized the perfection of an Arsenio Wilson.

If he is jealous, what for? They are not lovers. And he was always so stingy and indifferent to Arsen that he felt he was trying to get close to him.

All in order to keep his promise to his four parents, so as not to date throughout the school age.

Falling in love is a feeling that is prone to appear in adolescence. Where at that age they are still unstable, to often make mistakes. Without thinking about the risks that they might face in the future.

Whatever the association that everyone chooses, may our adolescence be saved from the cruelty of free association.

***

Moving on from that session, time travel is still spinning. Clarice was still sitting on her stool, staring at her friends who were out of class one by one to go home.

He deliberately to come out the last, because Daddy who picked him up will come late. So that children still have to stay at school until the invitation comes, without anyone being allowed to leave the school area.

That's how tight Alexander International School organizes the students who shuttle. Even if you go home with other friends, there must be confirmation of permission from the responsible parent. There should be no miscommunication.

Clarice began to step out of the classroom, walking alone down the stairs. Paper bag containing dirty sports clothes already in his left hand.

In less than 1 hour the new Daddy is coming. I don't know what Cla will do for 1 hour. Maybe just sitting in a waiting chair reading a novel he hasn't finished yet?

At least that was all Clarice had in mind.

While Hanna and Naufal have been picked up by her Papa. And Arsen? I don't know, he didn't see Arsen after he left class.

Clarice stood in front of the building, looking around, where all the returning disciples were queuing to pass through the tight inspection fence. Either for those who bring their own vehicles, or brands who have entered into their respective pickup cars.

Until finally Clarice's eyes looked towards the field on the right side of the school building. Where the school field is slightly visible from its standing position.

Given her terrible self in basketball, Clarice thought about waiting for Daddy while trying to play basketball. Isn't it a good opportunity to learn, when no one sees him practicing.

Stepping in with excitement, Clarice smiled happily. Hoping that one day he will no longer act shamefully in front of the man he idolizes, Malvino Lubis.

Arriving at the basketball court, Clarice placed the paper bag she carried in her left hand on the spectator bench. Same with his school bag. Then he immediately picked up one basketball that had a basket.

Stepping into the middle of the field, he took a position where he used to practice putting the ball into the ring this morning.

Staring confidently at the orange ball, if he can certainly put the object into the ring that has been prepared specifically for the orange.

"You can do it, Cla!" he cried softly, staring confidently at the ring pole that stood upright in front there. "Conquer that tall thing!" smith again.

Slowly spin the ball in his hand, and Cla starts to dribble slowly on the spot. After being sure the ball is controlled by his hand, he immediately stepped slowly by making sure the ball remains in the power of his right hand. After getting closer to the ring, Clarice immediately jumped slowly, and pushed the ball towards the ring.

But he had to be disappointed again, because the ball failed to get into the ring.

"OKay! no problem! failing at the first try was common and natural, Cla!" his murmur was encouraging after picking up a ball that ran in any direction.

"But never give up on failure! prove it to the flop, if you can definitely turn it into a win!" his mutter again squinted his eyes at the ring pole which he thought was his toughest enemy for now.

Returning to repeat what he just did, Cla again failed in the second experiment. Repeated and succeeded in the third experiment.

The 16-year-old girl jumped up in excitement because of the success she thought was extraordinary.

Returning and repeating, he never got tired of the orange ball in his hand.

Of the 10 experiments, Cla only managed to enter the ball as much as three. Really bad. But at least there is still a ball that can go in. Although only three times.

Clarice stood back in her original position, staring at the ring with breath beginning to rise and fall. Sweat began to look wet the forehead and temples of the eldest princess. But Clarice didn't want to give up. The time to wait for Daddy's arrival is still quite long.

"You should be able to, Cla!" he said a little hard. "You can definitely conquer that thing!"

"You can conquer that thing, if you think of the ball in your hand as a friend!"

A long sentence of a voice he knew well enough. The voice that spoke to him this morning was heard from behind. And that voice was coming closer. And his steps were increasingly heard by Clarice's ears who immediately focused to listen to the voice, when it was first heard.

Clarice's breath suddenly turned heavy. His heart was beating faster than ever. And the chest suddenly rumbled to feel something very unusual. The body of a 16-year-old girl is really like a statue in the middle of a highway crossing.

"Make him a good friend!" he continued saying, stopping exactly three steps behind Clarice who was sculpting, and could only blink and swallow her saliva with great difficulty.

With great hesitation and stiffness, Cla turned his head back, and turned to look at the young man he had always tried to steal a glance at.

"Vi...Vino?" cla muttered that he could not believe that his idol students were still in school. I don't know when he saw himself playing basketball.

"Hem?" ask Vino. "Why? surprised I'm here?" she asked with a smile as usual.

"Ka.ka..kid you not come home yet?" clarice asked still stuttering.

"Not yet." replied Vino walking over.

The more the young man erodes the distance, the more the heart of the Miss beats. I don't know how Clarice feels about Malvino Lubis. He was really confused by the feelings that came up for the same two men - either in his class.

"I have a futsal practice in half an hour." replied Vino grabbing the ball in Cla's hand.

BagAI lost his concentration and life, Cla was silent and did not seem to move at all when the ball in his hand had changed hands. He seemed to be unaware if in his hand there were no more orange balls that were troubling. Seen from his hand that is still forming as when still holding the ball.

His gaze was only focused on staring at Vino who was now dribbling towards the ring. And without looking at the ring, the man easily inserted it into the ring.

Clarice jerks. It was as easy as a Vino to get a score. And that's how easy it is for the young man to recapture the ball.

Then himself? He had to run to get the ball again. Very much different. That's why they are called Atlit, because they have the advantages that he wrestled then became a profession that suits their passion.

Vino again brought the ball closer to Clarice who was still sculpting. His hands are on the left and right side of his body. He looked at Vino with a gaze filled with admiration. But as much as possible, he hid it all.

"Take this." said Vino handed the ball to Clarice.

Clarice reflex received the ball back. Then he noticed the man who was now positioning himself on his right side.

"First, grow your love for the ball in your hand. Think of him as a friend you invite to work together to beat the ring there" said Vino briefing.

Clarice took a deep breath before following Vino's direction. Then he sure started staring at the ball. As if he was telepathic to invite the orange ball to work together.

"Now do dribbles!" vino is serious.

Clarice followed Vino's direction as best she could. And the man painstakingly directed Clarice until the girl made a small jump to get the ball into the ring. And he failed.

"OKay! failing in the first set was natural!" vino said when he saw Clarice as if disappointed with the results themselves. "Try repeating!"

"Hmmm!" Clarice nodded seriously. The girl had lost her vocal cords. Can't say much less ask. He was really still in shock with the presence of the figure of Vino on the basketball court.

Clarice repeated what Vino had said. This time he did it with a heart and full of consideration. Until finally he could really score in the second experiment.

"JEAY!"' clarice shouted so excitedly.

Vino smiled with the first results in Clarice print. And he asks Cla to repeat again and again. Until Clarice managed to repeatedly print numbers. Although some have failed. This time, however, success dominated.

Eventually, Clarice felt tired. And he asked for a break.the two walked to the edge of the field. Then sit together in the audience seats. Clarice immediately picked up the small bottle of drinking water that was inside her bag. Sipping it to quench thirst.

"Why haven't you come home yet?" ask Vino. "Will you be training?"

"No, Daddy said he'd be late to pick me up" replied Clarice, who has now managed to neutralize her heartbeat. Because of the moment they just created.

"Oh.." Vino nodded in understanding.

"You're not practicing futsal?"  clarice asked to look at the watch on her left wrist. "I think it's half an hour since you first came..."

"Yes, you're right!" vino replied looking at the watch that was also coiled around his left wrist. "I'll go first, yeah! bye!" pamit Arsen stood up from his seat.

"The casino!" call Clarice, make the new Vino step back to stop and look back.

"Yes?"

"Thanks, yeah!" clarice said sincerely, and she has stood up since calling Vino's name earlier. "You've helped me get to know more about bole basketball." Cla smiled, admiring the young man's good looks.

"Hmmm..." Vino nodded flatly. "Yes, same - same." replied Vino and finally he really left the basketball court area. Without looking at Clarice again.

While Clarice was still sculpting with a thin smile. Seeing the man leads to the gazebo which turns out there are already several male students who have changed futsal uniforms.

"Thanks, Vino.." - Clarice.

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