Football: The Gold Generation!

Memories of the Past

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Flashbacks.

Al questions, reawakening the dark memories that Edi stored even though he hated those memories. Edi wanted the memory to be buried forever, but could not, because it was important.

Long ago,

When Edi was little, he loved to play ball, with Danang and his younger brother Amar.

"Well Ma. I go play ball on the field yeah."

"Abang wants to play ball? I'm going with you." A small child, whose height is not much different from Edi, a younger brother who is also a friend of his own to enter the Indonesian national team, brought the national team to the world cup.

"You don't have to stay here." Edi Pinta. She was ten years old, while Amar was eight. The age difference that is not so far makes the two close like colleagues.

"Is what Amar wants to see brother play ball. Tell me my brother is afraid Amar jebolin his goal is." Amar folded his hands annoyed, his lips pursed sulking, he was still determined to follow the brother playing the ball on the field.

"Well where there is! Yaudah come quickly, if I'm staying you." How else, right? Edi was forced to invite his sister compared to the sister continued to noisily whine.

"Yes wait. Well Ma Amar's taking Bang Edi to the field." Amar said goodbye, he ran small immediately to his brother's place.

They also went to the field running. Edi brought his beloved gloves to the field at that time.

While in the field Edi was waiting by his friends.

"It was a long time you were in. We need a goalkeeper." Yeah." Call Danang, he can't wait to break into the goalkeeper Edi, rarely he can break the goal.

"Looks like you need me on your team Danang." Said Edi. It turned out that there was also a small Danang in the field. Indeed, they were close friends from childhood.

"Oh yes it's Amar' right? Mar you get into Bayu's team." Danang Sahut.

"OK, get ready Bang Di. I'll break your wicket." Amar challenged his brother. Very confident this eight-year-old.

They finally played ball. Until a moment when Amar kicked the ball to Edi when faced one-on-one. Edi showed his ability as a goalkeeper. He managed to fend off his sister's kick when one-on-one.

Edi, he's talented. Because of that, Edi like a standard wall for his friends, they feel that if the goalkeeper is Edi, they are more eager to break the goal.

"A little more beware you bang me later jebolin." Amar said with annoyance.

"Wle try it. Get the ball back there quickly." With his tongue Edi asked Amar to take the ball that was out into the street.

Amar ran to pick up the ball without looking to the right and to the left of the road. As Amar bends down to pick up the ball. Suddenly there was a car with high speed leading to Amar.

*tiiittt

Brukh!!!

A car crashed into Amar, Amar was bounced a few meters with blood around him, his head was bleeding, his hands were injured.

Bloods

Bloods

Bloods

The deg!

Edi's heart stopped beating at that moment, after which he took one long step, running towards the brother who had collapsed unconscious in a lot of blood.

Edi ran, the warm feather fell in the wind, his heart pounding very fast. His chest tight, tears did not want to stop, Edi ignored all the games.

As if dreaming, he did not want to believe that all the blood that was scattered was his sister's.

"AMAR!!" Shouted Edi as he could already see more clearly the state of the younger brother.

Sick? That's sure!

crying out? Edi even wanted to shout roaring for his sister to wake up!

Edi could feel the pain from the open wounds on his sister's body. Unimagined as to what it was, Edi was not strong, it hurt so much, his chest was tight, he wanted to get angry, struggling, but to whom? It was God's fate that took his sister.

Edi tried to wake his sister.

Edi was afraid of blood, but the fear was gone when the blood he touched was his sister's blood.

"Mar? Wake up!" Edi shouted with all his might, panicking and scared.

"Mar wakes Mar up." He hugged his brother who was covered in blood.

But baby, those closed eyes no longer want to open. Amar closed his eyes perfectly.

"Whoever call an ambulance!"

"Sorry Dek, but this kid is lifeless."

The test!

A blunt spear pierced Edi's heart, it was very painful and tight, he did not know the loss would be this painful. In front of his eyes his sister was forcibly snatched away by fate, and all this ten-year-old could do was continue to cry over her sister's departure.

Amar was gone at that time, the accident immediately took the life of the child.

Edi shouted, crying did not want to stop, he could not sincerely leave his beloved sister so quickly, he did not want Amar to leave in this way.

Danang was silent in his place, there was nothing he could do as an ordinary child, he could only cry, even though they all knew, crying like anything would not make Amar wake up again, she said, the dead are gone.

In his heart ... Edi knew who was guilty of Amar's death that day.

One day after Amar died. Right after Edi returned from his sister's funeral, Edi burned all his football equipment. Including his favorite gloves. He no longer came to the field as he usually did. Edi felt his brother died because he was playing football.

In the bottom of his heart, Edi claimed that he and football were the cause of his brother's absence. Edi locked the thought tightly, the guilt accompanied Edi grow up without football.

He, drowned the dream of becoming the captain of the Indonesian national team, that day.