
Ten minutes passed, Zain had already started his fight, without realizing our presence, I honestly did not pay too much attention to the course of the fight, because obviously I did not understand the rules of the game at all, all I saw was Zain kicking, passing, or dribbling.
The first time I saw, Zain was mischievous, and the opposing group could put the ball into his net, until the suspension became an empty one, everyone was shouting, shouting Zain's name, giving him encouragement. Including me, carried away by my atmosphere so come to stand up, clap and shout Zain's name, I saw the showers who were so against Zain's wishes also shouted his son's name.
“Zain, Zain, Zain!!!!!“ his name continues to be called.
But Zain seemed to lose his spirit, for the second time he lost again, to increase one point for the opponent, the position became two empty.
I sighed, “Ayo Zain, you can definitely“ my murmur.
Zain continued to dribble, but the opponent continued to block his way, until many times Zain almost fell, meanwhile, Zain's name continued to be shouted.
At once, I saw Zain glancing at us, then he smiled, waved his hand at us, then he again ran, until the position finally became two alike, this fierce fight continued. Nobody wants to give up.
Half an hour passed, but the position was still a series, the audience was getting hotter, their spirit was getting excited to shout the names of their respective heroes.
I saw that Zain was already very exhausted, sweat was pouring out, but his spirit was still burning.
“Zain!!! Zayn !!! Zain!!” I heard that scream again.
As the atmosphere stiffened, as Zain continued to dribble, but was constantly blocked by opponents, no one would budge between them, each of the supporters kept shouting their names.
“Zain!!! Ricko!!!! Zay!!!! Ricko!!!” a rumbling sound filled the field.
Zain, still trying to dribble the ball, tried to kick it into the goal.
And ...
“Zaiiiinnnnn!!!!!!!!!“ all the spectators stood up while covering their mouths, when they saw Zain slip because the opponent's leg was blocking his way.
From a distance we saw Zain injured, and when the atmosphere became chaotic, the medical team came to Zain, and brought Zain's body to the top of the cage, then carried it.
I still couldn't believe the sight I saw, Zain got hurt, and passed out.
I ran for breath, towards the room where Zain was given first aid.
“Sorry what are the Fathers and Mothers of Zain?” ask one of the medical teams.
“Iya, right sir, we are his family“ with a trembling voice Pamer replied, while me and Mamer just hugged while crying, seeing the condition of Zain, who fainted with swollen legs.
“Something was quite severe injury, Zain should immediately be taken to hospital“ his proposal.
“Good, do your best for my son“ sahut Show.
Zain's body was taken to the ambulance, to the hospital, and we followed him, from behind in the car we were using.
Arriving at the nearest hospital, we immediately headed to the room where Zain was being treated.
“Doctor, how is my son Doctor?? how is she doing???” Showing off hurriedly asked the Doctor who dealt with Zain,
“Sorry sir, I am calm first yes, son Father is we are checking, later after checking new will we tell his condition, father and family help do’a yaa“ Doctor patted the shoulder Shower.
“Yes Allah, Papah how is this?? giman Zain Papah???” Momer sobbing crying, hugging Shower.
While I was just speechless, digesting what was happening, this was really beyond my prediction.
“Zain, I hope you're okay, Zain, my boy, don't worry me “
Unknowingly tears were shed on my cheeks.
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