"You used to play Putri." said Rangga while throwing the ball at Putri.
With a heavy feeling Putri did what Rangga asked by putting the ball into the basketball hoop.
Rangga furrowed his brows, seeing that Putri failed to get the ball into the basketball hoop a lot. It's unusual that Putri isn't good at hitting basketball.
From fifteen minutes, Putri only entered ten balls. Even more failure than getting into the ball basket.
"Why are you, Putri? When you lost the cooking competition, now against me you also lose. Are you sick?" asked Rangga as he touched Putri's forehead feeling strange with Putri's attitude that failed in all competitions.
"No, I'm fine. Come on... now it's your turn No." said Putri nervously.
Not far from the basketball court, Putri saw Darma who was staring at her unblinking.
"Okay, look at me now Putri." said Rangga then started the action by inserting the ball into the basketball hoop very easily.
