FOOTBALL: GOLD GENERATION 2
The Hidden Treasure

A humiliating defeat. Perhaps that was the appropriate word for Angga and his comrades who suffered a humiliating defeat today.

A 4-0 score is not a thin score especially in the final round where two strong teams compete for the title. But they lose like a weak team against a strong team.

After the prize is completed. Ferza came to his friend Angga to encourage his friend.

"Congratulations on his 2nd champion Angga." Ferza said trying to comfort the grieving-looking Angga.

"Congratulations? We lost you congratulate us?" Sahut Angga who looks still discouraged over his defeat.

"Vote 2 is good for our school. Don't be discouraged you've played well enough."

"Lose ya lose, champion 2 that means losing need not be congratulated, mendali that we received this for me like an insult for us." Angga reflexively threw his hand on the floor because he felt unworthy of receiving this medal.

"That's a form of appreciation to you for successfully becoming champion 2 why it was thrown away." Seeing his friend throw his dudal to the floor Ferza immediately picked it up to give it back to Angga.

"There is no need to appreciate the team that lost 4-0 in the Final. Oh yeah Ferza I don't seem to be getting into High School 48."

"Why?"

"I want to go to Trisatya High School, I want revenge on Chandra. I think the only one who can help me defeat him is you. But looking at your current condition I'm not sure you can get into football. I wish there was someone from Trisatya High School who could help me to defeat Chandra. Oh, I'll go to the school you choose if you get into that football club." Angga left Ferza and mendali which he threw away in that place.

"Oi've missed your medal." Ferza called Angga to tell him that he left the medal he dropped.

"Save it for you and give it back to me if I manage to beat Chandra at High School later." Angga eventually left Ferza and died.

After watching the tournament Ferza returned to his home he stopped by first to the field to calm his mind.

At that time the field was empty conditions were cloudy but Ferza remained sitting on the field to ease his mind. He is eager to join the football exkul but because of the condition he has to give up his desire.

Not long after Ferza was visited by an old man who looked to be in his 30s.

"Why is it raining, why are you still sitting here?" Said the old man to open a conversation with Ferza.

"Who just wants to relax." Ferza said in a soft voice.

"Laseless mah home in the field playing ball his name."

"Yes too, it's just me ball mace."

The old man reflexively looked at the mendali held by Ferza. He thought Ferza had just become a champion in one of the football tournaments.

"Do you like to play ball?" The old man asked after seeing the medal held by Ferza.

"That's it let's play ball." The old man turned out to be carrying the ball and he threw it at Ferza.

"What position are you in?" Ask the old man to Ferza.

"St-striker." Ferza was a little nervous.

"Woah striker if that's what I do so goalkeeper you kick the ball if your goal is great." The old man offered to be the goalkeeper while Ferza kicked the ball into his goal.

"Hm okay."

From the middle of the field Ferza dribbled towards the goal. When it reached a distance of 27 meters Ferza did a swing to shooting the ball. Ferza seemed to want to kick the ball using his left foot. The old man was shocked to see that.

"Kidal?" The old man muttered.

With his left foot from a distance of 27 meters Ferza shot hard towards the goal. The old man could not see the rocket kick that Ferza did. He was so stunned that he started to smile on his own like he was getting a hidden treasure.

This kid's a really powerful kick he's perfectly suited to get into my team.

Inner the old man.

"Oi what's your name?" Ask the old man.

"Ferza's."

"You're still Junior High, right?"

"Yes class 3 Junior High."

"Do you want to get into Wismaraja High School or Trisatya for your football career?"

"So. I'm not willing to go to private school. Even public school I don't know how to pay for school."

"Gini I am a sports teacher from High School 48 as well as soccer coach. If you want to go to High School 48 and participate in soccer. I'll finance your tuition for 1 year, and if you can bring this school to be a champion in one of the tournaments I'll finance it until you graduate. So you don't have to worry about school money." The old man made a bid for Ferza.

Ferza was speechless. His mouth was so full that he could not speak. He got a chance that in his favor could get into soccer and could go to school for free. Ferza wanted to cry but she held him back because she did not want to look whiny in front of people, even though it looks from her eyes already glazed over.

But the old man had a hidden treasure. He is confident that Ferza in his team can make SMA 48 more advanced in the field of football. High School 48 is just a mediocre school that doesn't excel at soccer. But meeting these two men is like giving a cool breeze in SMA 48 football.

"Yes I want to." After a long silence Ferza finally accepted the offer given by the old man.