Yosep sent me an sms this morning. He told me if I was going to the badminton practice. I replied him and told him that I’d be there. Then I continued sleeping. Some times later, my housemaid told me that somebody was on the phone looking for me. Who the heck was that disturbing my sleep? Ah, Sigit. He told me that his friends couldn’t join today’s badminton practice. He asked me if I wanna go to another place then. He said he would join his ex-teacher at the Petra highschool at Jemur Handayani. He also informed me that Yosep had agreed. I thought it didn’t matter so I agreed too. He told me to come to his house so we could leave together. It was a good idea since I didn’t know where the place was. He explained his house location. Surprisingly, it was very close to mine. Only several blocks away.

I went to Sigit’s house at about 1.30 PM. It was a building material shop called “UD Lancar”. An old man, maybe his father, asked me if I needed anything. He thought I was a customer te he. I told him that I wanted to see Sigit. He then called Sigit and permitted me to go inside. I decided to leave my motorcycle at Sigit’s house so we could go together by his car. We wait for Yosep near the security post. Yosep didn’t know the place either so he needed Sigit to show the way. About 5 minutes later, Yosep arrived and we rushed into the gym.

It was a three-floors building. The badminton gym was located at the top floor. Wow, it was a multi-function building. The top floor was being used for badminton practice by some adults. But I could see a couple of basket ball rings and indoor soccer goals there. The lines on the floor also showed me that the room was convertible for playing at least four games: badminton, indoor soccer, basket ball, and “sepak takraw”. It didn’t matter anyway. The room was big enough for three badminton fields.

Hey, where did the wind come from. Oh gosh, the ventilation holes near the roof were giving too much space for the wind to come through. Damn it, I knew it wasn’t good. The heck, we had arrived there so we’d better play some games. The first game, Yosep, Sigit, me, and an ex-teacher of Sigit play a tight game. Yosep and I was not used to the windy environment when playing badminton. So we didn’t play well. It ain’t an excuse you know. But how do you hit the cock if it changes each direction often because of the wind. You know that badminton shuttlecocks are very light. I really couldn’t enjoy today’s game.