Enchantment God

Prologues

The ball is still controlled by Witan, still witan past several opposing players and now pierced into the penalty box? Oh no viewers, it turns out Witan gave the ball to a free-standing Deity in the penalty box! What happened to viewers? Oh gooolllll.....!!!

A very beautiful goal from a Dewangga, managed to take advantage of a sweet good pass from a Witan who danced before passing several opposing players. Gratitude is done by Dewa as a form of gratitude for having scored, 1-0 Indonesian national team is temporarily superior thanks to a goal scored by Aleyandra Dewangga!

Prriittt... Prriittt... Prriittt...

Oh long whistle has been sounded by referee Abdul Qodir from Qatar, with this then Alhamdulillah Wakanda managed to win the aepaep cup 2020 tournament held in Singapore! Thank God our viewers should be grateful and appreciate the hard work of our national team players, we see even a young man to tears in the middle of the field expressing joy at the victory achieved and of course thanks to a goal from him.

Of course this is a pride for Dewangga because he can present Indonesia's first championship title in this event thanks to one goal he scored, but of course we also cannot forget the services of other national team players who have struggled today.

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2 Years later...

Aleyandra Dewangga, an Indonesian junior national team player who now also defends the city club of Semarang in the Indonesian league is now undergoing his daily life as a student at the famous university in his city, the University of Semarang.

Yes in addition to being a football player, Dewa also had to complete his education which left 2 more semesters before he will graduate and of course officially become a scholar.

"Hi, Insect!"

"It's getting better!"

"Eh I miss you see you play in the national team, when do you play again God?"

As usual, the charisma of a God is indeed an attraction for the women on campus. Not infrequently he was immediately surrounded by many women who idolized him and admired the good looks of his face, but it all made him feel uncomfortable.

"Duh sorry guys, I have to hurry! There are classes because, later we will talk about the language! Excuse me.." said the god refused to talk to the girls.

Seen a look of disappointment appeared on the faces of the students of the idol of God, they had to accept the reality because God did have to go to college.

The god rushed towards his class in a hurry, he glanced at the watch in his hand fearing it would be too late.

"I can't do it if I'm late, I could have the same raging Mr. Marcel!" muttered God feeling anxious while continuing to run.

Bruck...

So panicked he was afraid late, God did not see the road and finally hit the body of a woman who was also walking from the opposite direction.

"Duhhh.." the woman groaned in pain, her body bounced and the books she was carrying were also scattered on the floor as a result of hitting the athletic stocky body of God.

The panicked god ran away and left the woman without helping her, fearing being late and scolded by her teacher rather than helping her.

"Heh, you're so brazen you're just going! Not to be helped first cake, but really ngeselin tuh guys!" she shouted the woman holding her elbow.

The god kept running and running after the dream he would soon achieve, appearing in his shadow if he had succeeded in becoming a law scholar and making both his parents happy.

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It did not feel finally God arrived in his class, he was lucky because the lecturer had not come and of course God immediately opened the entrance into his room. However, suddenly there was someone holding himself back who was about to step his foot into the class.

"Wait!" said the person while gripping the arm of the God slowly.

Sontak Dewa was surprised and then turned his head, apparently it was his college friend named Ibrahim the glasses wibu who was quiet.

"What do you want, Wa?" asked Ibrahim astonished.

"Well, how the hell? I want to go inside, there's Marcel's class now! Ah mostly snacking onion you, your own class schedule just forgot!" god forcefully removed his arm.

The god opened the door, but all he saw was an empty room with no occupants and only filled with chairs and tables and some other equipment in there.

"Where? Who now is snacking on onions, huh? I want to tell you, Mr. Marcel can't come because his wife fell down the stairs!" Ibrahim.

"Hehehe, how do I not know?' dewa said grinning while scratching his head.

"That's why open the phone!" said Ibrahim pointed towards the bag of clothes of God contained a cell phone in there.

Without saying any more, Ibrahim immediately left the Gods with earphones clumped in both ears.

While Dewa was still there confused about what to do now, he also checked his phone to make sure what Ibrahim said was true if Mr. Marcel had informed his students through chat.

"Well, this is Mr. Marcel sending a chat an hour ago! Buset already know gini I don't need to rush, where I hit the Vivi earlier." muttered Dewa while clenching his hands.

The god sat there because he felt tired after running from the parking lot to the campus, he was fanning his body with his palms because of the sultry and heat.

"Haish is tired of me! I'll see Vivi later, besides she's okay!" god said he felt very tired.

Finally he yawned because of the fatigue and fatigue that perched on his body, he also laid his body in an empty chair because it was quite quiet there were not so many people. God used his bag as a cushion so that his head does not hurt, he began to close his eyes until finally fell asleep there while snoring slowly due to fatigue.

Soon enough, God has arrived in the world of his dreams are bright and full of happiness, yes at this time he dreams of wearing a Real Madrid uniform and was appearing in his first game there against FC Barcelona.

"Wah sakep really stadium, if I invite friends in PSIS can be on joyous times huh? Ahaha it's a pity that their skills no one can surpass me, the proof of the many players who participated in the selection is only me who was chosen!" muttered God as he glanced around the stadium.

Prriittt... Prriittt...

"Woi, cave oper, cave oper! Fix the goal, fix the goal!" god shouted asking for a ball to his friend there.

"God, take this!"

A ball floated in the air towards his head, with all his might the Gods leaping and successfully exceeding the height of the Barca defenders.

Sjssiiiuuttt....

Gooolll....

God immediately ran to the edge of the field celebrating his goal with berlebrasi like a Christiano Ronaldo.

Spit...

"Woi, wake up woi!"

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...**HALO GUYS!...

...THIS TIME THE AUTHOR MADE A STORY WITH A DIFFERENT THEME AGAIN, YUP NOW THE AUTHOR TAKES THE THEME OF FOOTBALL!...

...WHY SO? YES BECAUSE THE AUTHOR IS NOW AGAIN CRAZY ABOUT THE BALL, HOPE YOU CAN BE ENTERTAINED YES THE SAME AUTHOR STORY!...

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