
the two of them looked at each other, "well that's how it was?" said zaki shaking his head and blushing his lips. hugo then with a little brick. "yeah no problem with that, um I mean how ?".
every human being will feel pain and every pain must belong to a living being, I live in the slums of the post-civil war and make me live in the rigors of life, sold by my father to a rebel group I saw a dead body and was shot in the stomach, but I don't mind as long as my mother and sister are happy and safe.
aside from being a member of the rebels I always took me to play football, which was the only entertainment for them .and because my body was taller than the others I was often a goalkeeper .
there's no problem with that but because playing with the rebels is a different atmosphere, sometimes they'll put a gun behind the goal and say "if you put in it you'll be shot" of course I don't want that to happen.
so I'm going to keep pushing whatever's going to get into the net I'm keeping whether it's the ball or the bomb they're throwing.
after we were attacked I was found by the United Nations and brought me back to my family, but I was not the same anymore. My eyes were full of trauma the face of a 7-year-old who should have been cheerful, changed like a war veteran . I'm not as happy as I used to be, my father apologized to me . I can't feel anything, because I've forgotten the memory of him from my head .
after I was 10 years old my mother moved to Belgium to get a job as a restaurant waitress, so I came along and made me love football there that was very enthusiastic , but those memories still came as time changed year after year day after day .
and when I was 18 I was known as a wonderkid or whatever the term was to meet a new child, a child who talked to me without problems, he was not afraid of me, he said, his voice made me want to continue chatting with him and his every word was always honest without exaggerating or subtracting, his name was zaki, and his every word was always honest, funny name in my country but I know that name must have a special meaning for him . So from the moment we met I promised to be his rival , I think he is the scariest striker hahaha I like that . he who is given the nickname of the failed product is completely different to the existing one , only other people don't see his talent even I'm not getting the best young goalkeeper award should he be injured.
He is a monster with a soft heart . He is the champs 'champ'
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zaki's body goosebumps when Abayomi thinks about it. 'hiih why do I creep.
their chatter is very intense , hugo keeps throwing questions at him , and with pressure . yet zaki is like being able to answer all those questions calmly . "so zaki do you want to go back to the first team "on the teasing zaki after their chat is over.
talk about strategy and not tick which is the favorite of hugo and he is very excited every zaki to talk about his strategy that he composed . hugo offers Zaki to rejoin because he wants to keep learning new knowledge from the genius boy in front of him. "jeez sir, I told you I don't want to, here's the word . how every week we talk about our chat and instead you can tell me what I don't know about Belgian football and so on .
hugo thoughtlessly raised his right hand. "well son "take a serious look at Zaki.
zaki who saw that replied with his right hand to do the shaman as a sign of agreement.
once the deal is reached hugo looks at the watch on his left hand . he stared at the figure at that hour which showed that 3pm meant that it had been 5 hours since he came to see Zaki and 2 hours of exercise that zaki did after exercise. "geez I'm late for a meeting let's go" he said casually and stood up to leave.
hugo looked back at Zaki's back, he still couldn't believe anyone could make him beg and make him curious half to death.
............. AP
he looked surprised for a moment before rubbing his eyes .
like he's seen the same thing before . 'what might my eyes be wrong' he thought.
he had seen a shadow of some of the great players he had seen from behind before.
hugo fell silent, smiled then left .
a strange man.
at the club meeting....
a place that makes anyone depressed.
"what do you mean sir, we've invested too much in him, and the result is what "an angry man shouted in a room like an office space but smaller. there were about 10 people who were top brass including the virgo sitting in their middle as club president, they seemed to have had a debate.a man who seemed to be an American shouted. "shut up, I can't understand what yall saying, plis speaks english!" busting the table . it looks like he's one of the investors.
virgo seems uncomfortable with the situation, just because he started talking about the manager hugo .
brak!!.....
the sound of the door being pushed from the outside loudly . and made a silent atmosphere made. hugo entered with his book , he walked slowly and calmly in the middle of the commotion . virgo who saw the hugo enter seemed to be was was with what would happen next . he was sweating and his chest hurt due to the age factor.
dutch is the language most of them understand when they stop on the empty floor of a chair that is seen surrounding the empty floor. "all right, people money I came as you asked" calmly looked at each face.
"oooh hugo sorry about the commotion that happened .. so because you kept your promise this time we could start the meeting, the meeting that risked your position in this place" the old man immediately spoke icy cold and made the whole room silent ,
hugo who saw her smiled and then told his staff to insert his presentation tool.
BRING IN THAT KID!!!!!!