This caused Graf to immediately push Joe's head off his lap in shock.
- Oh! Joe cried as his head hit the ground, but not very loudly.
-I......I didn't want to do it, Graf said immediately. Joe stood up and patted him on the head.
Damn... why are you guys messing around? I'm in a bad mood, Joe turned to his friends.
- This is a basketball court. What are you doing? I'm so jealous of you, Joe's friend said angrily.
-I'm leaving, Graf said in a low tone before walking towards the exit. Joe turned and pointed to his waiting friends before running after Graf.
-Graf, wait, Joe ran to Graf's hand. This made Graf stop and turn to see the hand holding him.
-Oh...sorry, Joe said with a chuckle and then released Graf.
-Oh...sorry, Joe said with a dry laugh and then released Graf.
-What the? Graf asked.
-Uh... I apologize on behalf of my friend. He has a foul mouth, he likes to tease like that, Joe said because he thought Graf wasn't happy to be bothered.
-Okay, you and I are meeting and we will be teased. Is there anything else? I'm going to get ready for afternoon practice, Graf said nonchalantly.
- Wait, if I finish first, I'll come to wash you. And if you finish first...Joe would say.
-Um... if I finish first, I'll come see you, Graf said helplessly, making Joe smile widely.
-You're crazy? Why are you smiling? Graf asked when she saw Joe's smile.
- Well, I'm glad you were the one who said that, I'm usually the one to ask, Joe replied. Graf shook his head.
- I'm nervous, I'm leaving, Graf said after leaving. Joe went back to the gym.
-Huh... Joe's a bastard, Graf muttered in a mocking tone, as he remembered Joe's face when he told him he was going to see him.
-Graf, have you talked to Joe yet? Biu asked as he saw Graf walking towards his group. -Hm, said Graf as he sat down
near Biu.
-What kind of training does the teacher have planned for this afternoon? Graf asked.
-I wonder if they will divide the groups.
I think the coach will see how each person does. If there is something that needs to be improved, he will come and tell us, said Biu. The footballers sat and talked for a while.
The coach came to divide them into groups to practice, when they got to their teams they got serious, like it was a real game.
-Graf was running towards the ball, when he was hit so hard that he fell. But, Graf tends to be very calm.
-I'm sorry, said In, slightly raising one of his hands as a sign of apology to Graf for seeing him hit.
-Okay, said Graf to go back to
run after the ball.
-What happens? Biu, who was on the same team as Graf, came over and asked him, but his eyes continued to
look in the direction the ball was going.
- Nothing, In was running and couldn't stop, so he hit me, Graf said nonchalantly, because it's very common for something like that to happen in football.
- Well, said Biu. Both teams took turns attacking the other, but neither scored.
-Have! Graf screamed as he rolled over
earth.
The instructor blew his whistle. Graf's companions came to see him.
- Are you okay, Graf? Biu immediately asked.
- Come in, go very fast, be more careful, said the coach.
- Yes... how are you, Graf? I didn't mean to, In said as he walked over to see Graf who was now sitting in
trembling legs.
- I'm fine, my arm hurts a little. But, well, if it wasn't like that, I would be
hit his ankle, Graf said, then turned to look at his arm. -What the hell? You're bleeding. In, you play too hard.
We're just practicing, Biu said.
-You don't have to say anything else, it wasn't intentional, Graf told Biu that he didn't want his colleagues to fight.
- Well, if you say you're fine... No problem, said In calmly and then left
- leave and wash the wound, Graf, so you can continue playing. Go to Professor Kusuma under the multipurpose building. When you're ready, go back to practice, the coach said. Graf nodded.
-Good, answered Graf after standing up.
- Do you want me to go with you? Biu asked.
-I'm fine, keep practicing. It's no big deal, Graf said, to get off the field so everyone can get back to practice.
-What happened to your arm, Graf? A basketball player's voice greeted him. Joe's companions echoed as they made their way towards the Graf.
- I was halfway across the football field, I wanted to know how wide it is, Graf answered jokingly.
-You're bleeding, go heal your wounds, said another player and went in the opposite direction.
-Joe, the Bastards as they walked towards Joe's teammates, shouted at the tall figure
-Why are you telling me that while I'm practicing? Do you know I secretly call your girlfriend? Joe said to his teammate, but he's not serious, just annoying him because they're close.
- I just want to tell you that I just saw Graf and he had a cut on his arm, said Joe's friend. Making Joe stop his hand, the one he was about to circle.
-What you said! What happened to Graf? Joe immediately asked his friend
or
- I don't know, he said he was measuring the width
field ha ha ha, he had blood on his arm, Joe's friend joked about Graf.
But, Joe wasn't interested in hearing that.. The tall figure ran to the teacher who was in charge.
-Dad, I have to go to the bathroom, he said
Joe.
-Yes, hurry up and go, Master Ong replied. Joe immediately ran to the multipurpose building. Knowing that the first aid station was there. When he got there, he saw that Graf was washing himself
dirt and dust particles on the arm.
-Graf what happened? Joe runs frantically, surprising Graf.
-Damn it, I wanted to run away to the sea and I did
was shocked, Graf replied.
-So what is it? Let me see you. Joe immediately looked at Graf.
- You... Okay, Joe. I'm going to die because of you.
-I'm sorry, Joe answered.
-Graf, have you finished washing? Ah, Joe, what are you doing here? asked the head of the First Aid Unit.
-Uh... I came to see Graf, a
Joe replied, before Graf could get close to the teacher, Joe stomped on them
traces
-Hmm... Wait, let's wash the wound with
alcohol. I'm going to put some medicine on her and bandage the wound. It's just a scratch, no big deal, the master said, making Graf sit down
on a chair.
-Teacher, a volleyball player fainted, Another teacher ran away. -Ah, so, Graf, wait a minute, a
Master Kusuma said.
-Uh, master. Can I clean Graf's wound? I know how to do it, Joe said.
-Ah, please... Then I'll leave it to you, said the teacher, before grabbing the first aid kit and running towards the volleyball court.
-Don't you have training? Graf asked. -Yes, I have, replied Joe, as he reached to wash his hands to
clean Graf's wound.
-Ah, then go to training. I will him
he was waiting for the teacher, Graf said. -Calm down, stay put, or you will
hurt, said Joe sternly.
-What the hell are you doing? Your father will break your heart and you will die, Graf said, not wanting Joe to waste time from his practice. Joe frowned at Graf.
-If you are like that, how can I go to training? Don't you think I'm worried about you? Joe said.
This made Graf, who was about to open his mouth to argue, freeze when he saw Joe's serious look.
-I know you don't want me to miss the workout, but I wouldn't be able to focus on it if I know you're in even a little bit of pain, Joe said.
-Okay, do what you want, I have nothing left
said. Do whatever it takes to make yourself fierce, Graf complained, but Joe smiled a little.
-You're stubborn, Joe said before
to dip a cotton ball in alcohol.
- Hey, hey! cried Graf hurriedly.
-What? Joe asked back.
-Use saline, the alcohol will sting me, no, no, no, bring the solution, Graf reached his uninjured hand to take a bottle of saline to clean the wound and place it next to Joe.
-Alcohol is good. It will kill germs. You have a wound and it's mixed with dust, so you're going to have germs, Joe said.
- Oh, well, it's just a wound, it won't kill me, Graf argued.
- You are stubborn for God's sake. It's just alcohol. that's good, Joe replied.
--Joe, if you don't use saline to wash my wounds, you don't even have to talk to me, Graf threatened making Joe freeze slightly.
-You can play like that, it's okay, you're a child. You're afraid of a little alcohol on the wound, Joe joked, before changing a new cotton ball.
-I'm not afraid, I just don't like it. Graf continued to argue, afraid of losing face, making Joe chuckle secretly. Joe gently took Graf's arm. By dipping a cotton ball in saline and gently dabbing the abrasion, this led Graf to believe that he wouldn't have thought Joe was so delicate. Joe looks at the wound on Graf's arm and carefully cleans it.
This made Graf not look at the face of the person in front of him. Joe is caring and a nice man. He is tall like a basketball player and very attractive among the students. Graf couldn't help thinking, why would he
be noticed?
-What were you doing? why did you hurt yourself Joe's voice asked, bringing Graf back to his senses.
-I jumped to avoid In... We were competing in teams. We ran to intercept the ball. So I jumped in too
I went around it, but I landed in the wrong position. I did it to measure the terrain…” Graf said jokingly, but it made Joe freeze a little. When you hear the name of In.
- Did the idiot catch you? Joe asked, his eyes still fixed on his injured arm
Graf.
-Hmm... answered Graf without hesitation. Joe frowned. Before sitting down and continuing to treat Graf's wound in silence
-Done, said Joe, after finishing wrapping Graf in a bandage.
-It works and... said Graf, seeing what Joe did.
-Even if it's just a bruise, then
when you take a shower it will be painful. Better take some antibiotics first, huh
Joe said before going to see the pills the teacher had given him.
- Do you know about medicine? Graph asked.
- Well, my cousin is a doctor. We used to help him deliver medicine to clients at the clinic, Joe answered, before taking the pills and water to Graf.
-Thank you, Graf answered before taking the pill and drinking water.
-You can go to practice now.
I'll be back soon, Graf said.
- Well, let's go together, Joe said before the two went out
together.
-I'll go first, Graf said to Joe when he had to go the other way
direction.
-Hmm... Anyway, be careful. I don't want to see you hurt like this, Joe said, before reaching out and rubbing Graf's head from side to side.
-Damn Joe, you're crushing me, I'm dizzy, you idiot, Graf complained. Joe chuckled lightly before saying goodbye to Graf and heading to the gym.
Graf looked at Joe's back with confused eyes before turning and a
he goes to the football field. A slender hand reached up to caress them
head. There was still some heat.
-What's wrong? Just a little blood. Why is my heart beating so fast? Graf said to herself as she felt her heart
knocking quickly, Graf tried to ignore him before returning to practice with his friends.
-Okay, that's enough for today, he called
the whistle Before Professor Ong told the basketball players that today's practice was over.
-Joe, where are you going in such a hurry? Joe's friend asked as he saw Joe running to get his bag to leave the gym.
-I'm going to see Graf, Joe said, before running off, when he got to the football field, the players were still there. Joe went to sit in the chair. He saw Graf chasing the ball. The white bandage that Joe made has now become many.
- Where are you going man? Hey? Joe thought. Then he looked at Graf walking up and down the field, not stopping before Joe's eyes landed on another person. who stood looking at him Joe.
Even after chasing the ball, the other side always came back to face Joe. Joe let out a sigh of relief before pretending not to be interested and just looking at Graf. After a while, the master practitioner blew his whistle for everyone to stop practicing. The coach gathered and talked for a while before letting everyone rest. Biu nudged Graf to let him know that Joe was waiting for him. So Grafla looked at Joe.
-Why is a basketball player here so soon? Biu asked.
-Today, we just warmed up a little. We're not you guys who find it so hard to get started. Joe teased, before handing Graf a cold towel that he agreed to use to wipe his face.
- Why don't you go take a shower first? You've had a lot of practice, Graf said, now able to talk to Joe normally without frustration.
- Well, I'm waiting for you. I'm going to take a shower after I clean your wound, Graf. Look at your bandages, they're all dirty, Joe said looking at his arm.
"Oh yeah, I forgot I had a wound," Graf said as Joe shook his head from side to side, smiling.
-What about In today? To run like this and compete like a child with you, just as violently. If it was a real competition, I think we would have argued, said Biu.
- Come on, it's just training, said Graf carelessly. But, Joe sat down and thought about something.
- Let's take a better shower, said Biu, before Joe and Graf got up and followed him. Arriving in the room, Joe and Graf prepare things to take a shower. But since there were many people showering in the bathroom, they had to wait in line.
- Go take a shower first, Joe said to Graf. After the bath Joe was taking was empty.
-And you... Well, you were the one waiting in that line and you got there first, Graf said.
-So, can we take a shower together? Joe asked with a smile.
-Shit, Graf replied, but Joe just laughed.
-Take a shower first, be slow and the germs will get into your wound, Joe said, and Graf agreed to shower first. While waiting for Graf, Joe turned to see that In had just finished showering.
- In, I want to talk to you Joe went towards him. He was a little puzzled before looking at Joe
-What the? he asked, turning around. Saw
that nobody really cares what happened there.
-What are you trying to do? Joe asked nervously.
-What I do? In asked briefly.
- Today you caused an injury to Graf. And I also know that during the rehearsal,
you intercepted Graf very hard many times. What are you planning to do? asked Joe. In saw him with sad eyes.
-Do you really love Graf? You are so worried about him, In said.
-Do you like him so much that you think I'm going to hurt him? Just practicing as usual, In said, Joe throwing up his hand in frustration.
-If you don't think about doing anything, it's okay. I just came to ask. But I told you before... Absolutely do nothing about it. Otherwise, you and I won't see each other for sure, Joe concluded before turning around. I'm going back to wait for the next shower. In looked at Joe with a look of pain and resentment.
-Let's go back to the room, Graf said to Joe as he left the bathroom.
-Hmm... I'll follow you later, Joe replied, so Graf went back to his room to gather his things.
-Hey guys, Graf nodded to In as he entered the room and saw In sitting on the bed.
-Graf, I want something, said In.
-What do you want? Graf asked.
- Can I change beds with you? At night I often go to the bathroom, I don't want to go up and down to bother you, said In. Graf frowned slightly.
-Okay, I'll pack my things first, Graf answered before packing her things and switching beds with In, to sleep on the bottom bunk.
Graf went to sleep at the top. Graf sat and organized his own things for a while when Joe entered.
-Graf, what are you doing up there? asked Joe.
-Oh, I just switched places with In, Graf replied, immediately looking at the face of In who arranged the items in a calm manner.
- So... said Joe, but I'm silent.
- Anyway, it's over. First we're going to treat your wound and then we're going to get something to eat, Joe said.
-Wow, since you've been together, you've taken such good care of him, Joe, Joe's friend joked.
"Too busy here," Joe joked, before glancing at Graf as he climbed down from the top bunk.
"It's over," Graf replied, before turning to look at In.
-Do you want to come with me? I'll change my bandage and then we'll have something to eat, Graf suggested. Joe looked at the building. I don't want the other person to agree with him and Graf.
-Hmm, come on, In replied, making Joe grit his teeth.
- Come on, Joe, why are you standing still? Hurry up and take care of me, I'm hungry, Graf said, so Joe turned and nodded at Graf. Before going to hug his neck, Graf initially pushed Joe's hand away, but realized that he had agreed with Joe to act as his rookie neex, letting him face him had been agreed with Joe to act as her lover so she let Joe hug her neck like that. Graf felt strangely hot. But he didn't say anything. Following them.
They then headed to the first aid unit, when they arrived the teacher took care of the healing while Joe and In sat and waited.
-You can go eat first, In, Joe said to In in a low voice.
-Okay, I can wait, replied In, making Joe feel annoyed; however, not too annoying.