Second Chances: Indonesian Football Player

Prologue

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“Nak wake up, it's dawn.” The voice of a woman was heard from outside a room where a young man was asleep.

“Nak wake up, subuhan first.” Say that woman again.

The young man's eyes suddenly opened, teary-eyed with the remains of a dream or rather a nightmare.

“Jun, wake.” Speak that voice a little louder. The young man immediately came to his senses and answered spontaneously.

“Iya I'm awake.”

The first thing that the young man named Nero Juniar noticed was that he was in a very familiar room.

“Yaudah, don't forget the subuhan, abis it to the dining room. I've prepared your favorite food.” Said the voice of the Woman who turned out to be the mother of the young man.The young man suddenly rounded his eyes, he was shocked after realizing the voice that woke him was his mother. Her mother died a few years ago. He also realized that he was in his bedroom at his parents' house.

‘What happened, why am I here. And Mom, mom's alive.’ His mind with teary eyes. But he had not dared to move away from his room, afraid that it was just his delusion. The fantasy

he returned to the place where he lived with his parents until he was 16 years old before he gained some minor achievements in his football career and then wasted his life.

“This is not a delusion or a dream.” She trembled as she realized this was not a dream by pinching her hand.

The last thing he remembered was drowning and struggling to breathe air in the deep waters of Jakarta's seaport. A very traumatic experience for him.

Nero had defaulted on his debt to the local gang lord in Jakarta and was left drowned by the thugs in the sea. He should have been dead, but now he's alive and well. And of course not to forget he seemed…..

“Can I Go back to the past.? Did I get a second chance.?”

“Ahahaha...”Nero suddenly laughed with a high chill, breaking through the silent atmosphere.

“I have to stop reading those novels.”gum Nero while holding back his laughter.

But suddenly from the small open window appeared a point of light floating one foot above the window. Suddenly the point of light approached Nero slowly. Unknowingly Nero took a step back

the light formed a ball and entered Nero's body.

Nero unintentionally shouted out loudly.

“Aghhh” he screamed felt a slight pain in his chest where the ball of light entered it.

From outside the room, it was Nero's parents who heard the screams from

his room ran to check on his son.

“Nero,Nero, you're okay.” His mother shouted as she knocked on the door in a panic.

“Nak, what's up. Quickly answer nak.” His father was worried.

Nero who heard the voices of his parents unconsciously wet his eyes and popped a small sob from his mouth. Both of his parents who heard the sobs of their children were increasingly worried. Nero's father immediately tried to break down the door of his son's room.

“Jun open the door.” Shouted his father while continuing to try to break down the door of his son's room.

Nero finally realized and with great difficulty because he still felt a little pain in his chest to get up and reach the door to open the lock.

CLICKS

Soon his father opened the door and saw his crying son holding his chest. His mother who saw it immediately hugged him.

“Jun you're okay. Where does it hurt.”

“This is not a dream.” Nero said softly while looking at his parents.

A tall woman with black hair with brown eyes and a man with brown hair and black eyes was looking at her worriedly.

‘Please let this be real.’ Say it in the heart.

While refraining from crying loudly in front of his parents.

If this was just a dream, he didn't want to wake up.

She strongly suspects that she's back in time when she was only fifteen.

There are a lot of things that Nero regrets, a lot of things that he can change and a lot of better decisions that he can make. If there was a small chance he was to time travel to the past he would use this opportunity to fix everything and possibly change his destiny.

He tried to approach his mother's embrace but then he noticed a deadly pain in his right ankle.

“Ugh” ringisnya while holding his right thigh.

“Just relax son, your feet have not healed properly.” His mother said with a worried tone.

“What happened.” Nero was a little confused.

“Do you not remember, you had a motor accident and tore most of the ligaments in your right foot.” Said his father sadly.

Then Nero remembered after hearing his father's words. By the time he was fifteen he had been involved in a motorcycle accident severe enough that his leg had to be injured so badly that it was the beginning of the end of his football career. He failed the entrance exam of the football academy of the Jakarta United team due to the injury he suffered.

“Ah Yes.I remember.” Nero said slowly.

“You're okay saying, why are you yelling.” His mother said calmly after seeing her son was okay.

“Ah yes I just tripped a little earlier aha.” He said while laughing softly.

“Ah you this, make us worry only. Yaudah quickly subuhan, we eat together later.” Father said.

“Ah good well.” Nero.

Both of his parents left their children's room.

“Why should I go back to the point where I was injured?” he said a little depressed. She felt her mood sink as she limped down walking to the bathroom to prepare for the subuhan.

But at that moment, a ding sound rang out in his head, and a translucent blue screen appeared before him.

On the screen were a few words written in beautiful calligraphy.

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“DING”

‘Sports Mastery System Initialization..’.

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“What's this” said Nero in shock.

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