The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
82. Father's Love

I approached the mother who was also sitting in the room accompanying the father. My eyes are staring at the gripped bruise tonight. It's true that I need his arms to determine the heart.

"Mom" I leaned my head in his lap. Little cry on mom's lap. I wanted to tell you all about it, but it was hard.

"Why are you crying" Mother's hand wiped my flowing tears. The other hand embraced my body and stroked it gently.

I looked at my mother's face deeply.My face shriveled bitterly seeing the woman in my stomach was not my parents but her affection exceeded the world.

"Key wants to say to mom, don't stay in Key ya buk. Hiksss, hikssss, hikssss" My tears are becoming more and more. The room space was filled with crying accompaniment coming out of this mouth.

"You're why son"

"Key doesn't have anyone right now. Key only had a father, mother and mother Nia and mbak Yeni" Tears flowed profusely wet the skirt that mother used.

"Look at me, I promise I'll take care of you. I think of you as a mother's son. You have to smile because mom and dad will take care of you" Mom's very sincere gaze made me cry even louder.

The loud noise made Mbak Yeni and mbak Nike come to the father's room. They are afraid something bad is happening. His steps rushed over to me who was still crying in my mother's lap.

"Key, we'll take care of you" Maybe Yeni heard mom's conversation and I've come out. He hugged me tightly followed by Nike. They both promised to be good sisters to me. We cried at my father's bedside.

"Son...., I will also take care of you for the rest of my life" The voice turned our attention away.

"Mr, are you awake? " I'm approaching the father. So did my mother and two brothers. I held my father's hand tightly. I'm sad to see the only man to replace a real father. Loving me sincerely but this time he lay weak.

"Your son is a great son, make your father and mother proud. And show your parents that you are the best child" My weak hand stroked my hair slowly. Her soft voice cut my heart. Our tears kept flowing.

"Sir, key promise will ngebahagain father and mother. One day the names of father and mother will resound as great as Key's parents. Key will also show the world that the key will be the best. Right now, only this family has Key. Key loves you guys, and you will definitely recover and see Key perform in the national team" I said excited to see you smile with a sense of passion.

My father was a great man, I was not taken care of by him from childhood. I've never been in her arms since childhood. I don't even have any blood ties. But he loves me like his two children. Sincere affection was given by a father, but not my father.

My father rarely spoke. But his heart showed me that my father was a very sincere person who loved me. Whatever he would do just for me. He said I was a gift God gave me, when they had just taken care of me but his affection was like that of a child being cared for starting a baby.

"Please promise me that you must not be discouraged and that you must be the best. Wherever and whenever"

"Yes sir, key promise" I said with very sad eyes. Not only giving advice to me, my father also gave advice to my two brothers.

You said that someday I would be a great man. The name that everyone wants to look forward to, but the greatness will not be comparable if my prayers are closed and even forget the Creator of nature.

He said he wanted to see Nike married, live happily with her husband and have a cute child. He said he wanted to hold Nike's children later, let Nike's children feel what you've done to mbak nike.

Then he gave advice also to mbak Yeni, he said he must be diligent in studying so that he graduated well mbak Yeni must try and not complain, whatever his condition must be lived with a chest of air. Someday Yeni will be a great man.

"Father loves you all very much" Although his hands are weak, but his heart still wants to embrace this little family.

It seems that my father loves his mother and children. I was lucky to meet this family. Who gave me unlimited love. Who gave me the hope of life and passed it over a smile.

The night was getting late, we all slept in one room accompanying the father. I was worried about leaving my father, as were my mother and two brothers. So they decided to sleep together.

This morning I was getting ready for the 3rd match. All the equipment I have prepared. This time my heart was heavy to see a weak father on his bed. My tears were back to wet my cheeks. It was usually my father who drove me, but this time I had to go alone.

"Key, have you eaten?" mom came behind me. My hands immediately wiped away the tears that fell when I saw the father who was sleeping.

"Already Mom. Key had eaten" I said in front of my father's room.

"Yes, you're off on an angkot right"

"Yes Ma'am"

"All right then you'll be ready soon. I'm gonna go back first"

"Yes Ma'am"

Before leaving I went to my father's room. Staring at his aged face, many wrinkles adorned him. He is not my father, but he is the one who gives me so much love. I promise to make my mom and dad happy.

"Sir, key left first. Pray for Key to win this match sir. Later if Key wins, continue to have a lot of money. And Key will take father and mother around the world. Or just to Mecca sir, you are fast healthy yes" I spoke alone because you were asleep.

"Alright sir if you don't want to talk to the key. You just rest first, do not go much away, sir" I say goodbye by kissing your hand. I promise I'll play desperately to get the win. So that I can fight outside the city.

"Key's leaving?" Mom said when she saw me in front of her.

"Yes Ma'am"

"Mom doesn't have pocket money, son"

"No ma'am, just give the Key a prayer to always get a victory when competing.

"God willing mother always pray Key, in every mother's prostration" my heart touched when listening to mother's words. He prayed for me in every bow. While my real mother is not necessarily she prayed for the steps I will take.

I went up the angkot to the match place. There were some friends present and getting ready. I rushed to the bathroom and changed clothes, then picked up my shoes and prepared to warm up before the game.

"Hmm, every game I have to win it so I can bring home the victory for my father" I muttered in the dressing room and then left for the field.

The usual warm-up has been done, then we prepare to go into the field. This time I have to win in order to bring good news to you. Who knows you are happy and things are getting better.

I always start with a prayer before stepping on the grass to fight. Pray for the creator to always be given ease. And get very good results in every game.

"Okay spirit, passion, you have to work with the team instead of looking for your own name" Rani said as team captain and her gaze was fixed on me.

He said it after a photo session together. I don't know what he meant. And I don't care, because I never look for names but want to do my best in every game.

"Bismilahirrahmanirrahim, O Allah, give me ease in every step. Aamiin's"

\*prittt\* match starts, I prepare in position and focus on seeing the direction of the ball and the attack of the opposing player to be given. The first half saw our team control the match. The ball is always attached to our players. It is a preeminent to build attacks.

Even though we excelled in possession, the attack we gave away was always inaccurate. Always the kicks from the attackers are not done with good finishing. In addition to defending, my game is also more advanced because opposing players prefer to be in their defense box.

"Quiet, focused" shouted the coach beside the field because always see pairs that have not been accurate.

I admit the goalkeeper of the opposing team is very good. Because he saves repeatedly for his team. His performance is no doubt because he always falls awake without any sense of complaining in the middle of the field. His persistence paid off so that the ball no one redeemed his goal.

"Retreat" the coach's screams resuscitated me.

At quiet moments, suddenly Rani performs a blunder that causes the opposing player to make an unchecked attack. I held him back by running as fast as I could to get to the ball. Thank God the ball can be saved and I take it forward to give a pass.

Last-minute first-half games I had to focus on passing them close to goal. This time I did not give a hull bait but did a tactical move to outwit the opponent.

\*bluk\*my eyes focus without blinking to ensure those in the attacking position are able to control the ball well.

"Yes, right" I muttered feeling that the bait I gave was very pretty.

\*bluk\*

"Golllllll" Assist from my leg produced results through a kick from Ani. Beautiful finishing produces epic goals.

Ani immediately ran over and hugged me to say thank you. We celebrate together with gratitude. Finally in the final minutes we can penetrate the goalkeeper defense well.

Nothing is impossible if we continue to meet and experiment even though it continues to fail. But in the end the experiment without despair will produce good results.

"Still key" Ani said with a smile

"Sama-sama, let's get some more spirit" My hand patted a little on Ani's head. Immediately my friendship was made with Ani. Indeed from the first I entered, Anilah who was closer to me.

After the goal, our game increased. Attacks are more often done with the remaining time about 5 minutes of normal time. Right in the 44th minute we added to the lead through a corner.

The ball soared successfully closed with a perfect header from Sela who also acted as a defensive midfielder. The audience sounds great. We cheered happily as well as I did, not forgetting that the inherent celebration was a prostration of gratitude to the Creator.

2 Minutes in the first half. This time we just defended to keep the energy that will be used in the second half. My eyes were staring at the shoes that were being used. Looks like my shoes are broken and broken due to running too tight.

\*prittt\* the final whistle of the first half has sounded. Everyone cheered for the victory. I also smiled happily, but the shoes turned out to be broken. Fortunately, I still have spare shoes. So don't worry too much.

"Why are your shoes key? " Tanya Ani who walked beside. His eyes were fixed on the shoes I opened as I walked towards the dressing room as it was broken.

"Eh Ani, this is jebol hehehe" My little laugh as I received Ani's question.

"You got any more shoes? "

"Well, I'll change it again"

"Thank God" We both walked into the dressing room.

There Coach Jaka took the role to provide direction and evaluation of the match in the first half. The evaluation is not easy to lose the ball even though the opposing team has a minimal attack. Stay focused and have to focus even more and Jagan never underestimate anything.

While putting on the shoes, I listened to the directions from Coach Jaka. Listen carefully so that there are no mistakes. And I also have to keep a good performance even though he said the opposing player is very weak.

But it cannot be underestimated, the ball is round and in the field nothing is impossible. Everything will happen with time. Then focus is number one and keep showing your best.

15 Minutes passed, we all went into the field to continue the game. Prayer and effort are the keys to success. Don't forget your God wherever and whenever.

\*prit\* the second half has already started, accidentally my eyes saw David who was in the crowd. I think these eyes are wrong and it turns out it's really David. He must have skipped school to come here. Basic David, I want to stick his head out when the game is over.

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