KELANA
35.

He suffered a shoulder injury in training with the team.

Already to the masseur but not healed.

When he went to RSUD, the doctor advised to rest for two months if he wanted to recover completely. In the event PORDA is only two weeks away. The coach has warned that if there are no significant changes in another week then his position as goalkeeper will be revoked and replaced by someone else.

This is what makes his heart so sad.

On this matter was his chance to prove something to his ex-girlfriend that he was a useful and meritorious man to this beloved District.

That Lisa, her ex-boyfriend will regret for choosing to leave her for another man.

What a noble ambition Grace. But hope does not match reality. His shoulder injury has not healed yet, even lately it feels pain all the time.this will certainly reduce the peformanya in the field later.

PORDA is not just an ordinary exercise but a game that risks the good name of the district.

The coach doesn't want to take that much risk. Although Rahmat is the district's best goalkeeper, if his condition does not improve then the only way, his goalkeeper must be replaced with a backup goalkeeper. Although not as good as Grace, but still there is a big difference between healthy people and people who are sick when keeping the goal.

Grace is more moody. Doesn't the sky want to give him a chance to do his best for the sake of this district?

Is it true for the sake of the county? Not because of Lisa?

Grace was stunned, trying to verify her true intentions.

Far away a beautiful girl in a veil of young cream walked over to him. His face was radiant, in stark contrast to the gloomy face of Grace.

"Matt!" He sat down beside Grace. He is Rahmat's older brother Ririe. The man is so nice and kind. She is currently attending STAIN in semester one.

"Hm."

"You're having breakfast yet?"

Grace shook her head.

"You're being asked to be quiet like you don't have a mouth." Ririe pretended to be riled up.

"You really want to heal, don't you, Mat?"

Grace doesn't touch him. His gaze was far staring at the leaves of the coconut nun there.

"So when you bought breakfast you met someone." Grace is still flinching. It doesn't matter!

"You don't know who it is." Ririe keeps telling stories even though Grace doesn't respond.

"She asked you how you were so you answered her as she was." Ear leaf Grace twitches slightly. Turns out he heard it. Seeing that, Ririe smiled.

"He said, everything is determined up there. So we don't have to force ourselves if we can't." The eyes of Grace glowed, She looked at her brother. There's a little emotion there. Grace has been able to touch who her brother met. But Ririe doesn't care, she's still continuing her story.

"Oh yes he sends greetings to you. Soon she will be leaving for Pekanbaru to accompany her swimming athlete boyfriend."

Grace clenched her hands. Breath hunting. It must be Lisa!

Seeing her sister's slightly turbulent emotions, instead of calming down, Ririe instead said, "Take it so don't get discouraged! Only a direct shoulder injury does not appetite, pensive there pensive here like people do not want to live anymore." Grace lifted her head. It is also true what his brother said. Since he found out that he was only able to recover completely after two months which means there is no hope to join POPDA, he began to be pessimistic. There is no spirit to live life.

In his heart he was worried about his injury. That'sallthatis. Just worry and worry.

"Look what others have responded to your childish attitude? Instead of sympathizing, they insulted and scorned you!" Ririe's words are getting spicy. But it succeeded in stirring the heart of Grace that fell asleep.

"Now you go to breakfast, then take a shower. Brother has invited the healer to come here to treat you."

"But, Brother, said the masseur..." Grace spoke for the first time.

"Nothing but, but...!" cut Ririe, "This is not an ordinary masseuse, this is a healer who is able to cure the disease of the father of an older brother who suffers from chronic pain. Imagine it, Mat. Sick roaring! He was sick and could heal. What else is this shoulder injury. Small!!!" Ririe makes a thumb gesture of touching the fingernail tip of the little finger. The meaning is clear, the disease Grace is nothing in the eyes of the healer who he himself has never met compared to the disease of his friend's father.

Seeing her brother's attitude Grace blushed in embarrassment. He got up and went into the house.

True said his brother, as long as we have to be optimistic in living it should not be pessimistic.

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Mumu looked at the newspaper account in her mobile banking app. As time goes on, the balance continues to grow.

Last balance entered through transfer made by Buk Yenny.

Thank God, Mr. Sukamto is as healthy as ever. Only need to eat nutritious food to increase his stamina.

Therefore Buk Yenny has transferred a sum of money that Mumu thinks is too much but he has no power to refuse.

Actually last night Mumu got an invitation to a Thanksgiving event at Mr. Sukamto's house. After going through various considerations Mumu decided not to attend it. It was not a good idea if his face was too well known to the public. He is still very young, however. There is no guarantee that he will not be trapped and influenced into arrogant nature because it gets too much praise and flattery.

'Hmmmm' Mumu drew and exhaled while stretching her body.

Today he had a patient injured in his shoulder. If nothing else, hopefully he can cure it later.

Your mommy's getting ready. After locking the gate, Mumu casually pressed the motor gas towards the direction of Alah Air street according to the location address sent by the patient's family.

Mumu arrived in front of a house whose courtyard was very spacious. Although the house is made of boards but impressed very beautiful. The house is clean surrounded by various flowers planted in pots. The vast courtyard was filled with all sorts of fruit trees. Eyes get cold every time they look at it.

A girl in a young cream hijab came to see him, "Who's looking, bang? Want to send a package?" Sweep friendly. Judging from the likely younger age of Mumu than this girl. Calling brother as a sign of respect for the unknown.

Mumu grimacing. Is he like a courier?'

"You're looking for Buk Ririe's house, brother. He said his address was in the area."

"Who are you?" The girl looked at Mumu. Suddenly his eyes widened, "Are you the healer? How are you so young?" The girl said in disbelief.

Mumu was a little stunned to see the girl. The surprised expression that was not as contrived as it added to its charm which was already beautiful.

Mumu regained consciousness and immediately replied, "Yes, I'm Mumu."