FOOTBALL: GOLD GENERATION 2
Golden Generation
Ferza seemed happy to hear that, obviously because besides he could help his family's economy with school for free and could realize his dream, he said, he also likely made Angga who had wanted to enter Trisatya High School to enter High School 48 and another school with him.
No matter the rain of wind accompanied by lightning struck Ferza still ran to the house of Angga while holding his medal to convey this important thing.
The look of a happy face was painted on the face of Ferza who was wet with rain water.
Arriving at the house Angga Ferza immediately quickly knocked on the door of the house Angga.
*tok tock.
"Assalamualaikum Angga? Are you home, right?" Ferza said his spirit.
Angga who was still sad over his team's defeat was shocked to hear that he immediately rushed to open the door of his house.
After opening the door it was a shock that Angga saw Ferza who was soaked with a smile on his face and dig Angga which he held in his right hand.
"Oi Fer why are you raining here." Angga asked why Ferza came to his house when it rained.
Ferza breathed first.
"I'm going to get into the 48th High School football team. Therefore you must enter SMA 48 and undo your intention to enter Trisatya. I'll help you take revenge on Chandra."
"Oi-you're serious?" Angga does not believe in the omongi by Ferza.
"Yes, I met a 48th High School gym teacher and I was offered free school for a year if I got into his team, and also I was offered a free school for 3 years if I managed to bring SMA 48 champion prestigious tournament." Obviously Ferza.
3 years? Not as I imagined.
Inner Angga
"Congratulations, I'm going to SMA 48. Let's beat Chandra Fer together." Said Angga while holding Ferza's shoulder.
"By the way you didn't go in, you were soaking wet." Angga offers Ferza to enter his house because he saw the condition of Ferza who was wet with rain water.
"I don't want to go home either. This medal will be a witness to our struggle. I'll accept your proposal not to return this medal before we win next year."
"Sort of like we're champions hahaha."
"Currently, do you doubt me? Look I'll beat that Chandra later."
"Just keep the medal until we're champions. Dah balek you, can I guarantee you an umbrella?"
"Sa ae lu tong."
"That's my balek."
"Yes be careful." Angga looked smiling after hearing that. Satisfaction seemed to accompany him and it seemed he had forgotten his sense of regret for his team's defeat in the final earlier.
*****
The next day Angga seemed to meet the old man who yesterday met Ferza in the field.
"Sir Deden, thank you for your help." Angga said he seemed to thank the old man who turned out to be named Deden, but why did Angga say thank you to the old man?
"I should be the one to thank you. Thanks to you I can recruit players like him, yes even though my money is also drained to finance him school." The old man's.
"So calm father I guarantee your money will not be wasted because of him. Ferza is a talented player who is constrained by his family's economy. I'm sure with him on our team, I can take revenge on Chandra for yesterday's defeat." The gaze of Angga's eyes was serious as he spoke, it seemed that Angga still held a grudge with Chandra.
"Haha just calm down. The money I spent was not worth someone's dream. As an adult is it not my duty to help young people realize their dreams?" Said Mr. Deden with a slight laugh. Although laughing but his eyes did not seem to laugh in the slightest, he seriously wanted to help young people to achieve their dreams.
"Hei Angga do you know that this generation of yours is the golden generation?" Add Mr. Deden he asked a strange question to Angga.
"Gold generation?" Angga asked with a confused expression.
"2045 when this country is 100 years old, it is your generation that holds this country. It is your generation that will be the president who will be the governor to be a general and so forth that can advance this country."
Angga seemed to not understand the words of Mr. Deden, he just fell silent looking at the face of Mr. Deden who was staring at the blue sky.
"It was the golden generation of Indonesia. But I want to see the golden generation of Indonesian football. Where this golden generation that managed to bring Indonesia to the world cup stage for the first time. My hope before I die I want to hear the song Indonesia Raya reverberate on the world cup stage. Even if only once I wanted to see that." Mr. Deden spoke in a loud voice. Obviously he really wants that Indonesian football has a golden generation later.
Fur Iuduk Angga goosebumps hear that. He had just known Mr. Deden but Angga was already captivated by Mr. Deden's personality.
"Ferza is a talented player, if I see his kick earlier I feel at the level with Chandra. Both of them I think are already like the level of football club academy players. I just reached out my hand from above for him, the problem he can go up or not it's his business, the important thing is I've been trying to help him. If one day he wears the national team shirt with the number 9 back I would be proud to say 'he is my student' ", added Mr. Deden.
"I was just a regular midfielder who was beaten 4-0 in the final. But, I'm sure Ferza is different he's a talented player who is still asleep. The world needs to know Ferza's talent so he can become a national team player!" There was a sense of arousing when he saw Ferza. A feeling that is difficult to explain, it seems that the eyes do not want to switch when Ferza has dribbled.
It is undeniable that sometimes there is envy when Angga sees Ferza, isn't that human? A little envious of seeing others much better, in a field that you believe to be your talent? With Angga. Even so, it does not make him hate Ferza. Ferza is a wall benchmark that Angga always wants to pass, whether today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or someday.
But that was later, because now Angga wants to work with the talented boy to avenge his defeat to Chandra at that time.
Just wait! I'll beat you Chandra! Maybe if I lose myself, but football is about the team. And I'm sure my team is strong!