Soccer System: The Main Attacker
CH 1'S. I'm a Front Player
The next day after the match Parung FC U19 VS Kujang FC U19.
At the housing complex on Monday afternoon ....
Seen a 17-year-old teenage boy, about 170 cm tall, weighing about 50 kg, white skin that was derived from his mother of Javanese descent Manado.
His name was Ali Heryandana.
The face of Ali looks like a mixture of Sundanese Arabs with large eyes, a sharp nose with an oval face shape derived from his father.
The dense hair on Ali's middle side was flowing through the square while Ali was running.
He was running towards a house stall which was about 100 meters from his house.
Arriving at the home shop.
"Buy!..Buy!.." exclaimed Ali called the invisible stall mother in his stall.
"Heem .. where's the birth mother."
Ali, who was impatient, went into the stall until near the entrance to the house.
Arriving at the door ....
The kreeek!
The door suddenly opened.
"Geez!" exclaimed the shop mother who was shocked to see the face of Ali who was right in front of her face.
"Nanaonan (what ) you Ali ujug ujug (suddenly ) is already at the door."
The shocked shop mother grumbled to Ali.
"What did you buy Ali?" ask Warung mom.
"That's Buu, buy a packet of salt and flavoring 1 aja," replied Ali.
Soon after, the mother gave him salt and flavoring which was bought by Ali.
"This is the money maam ama this cold drink 1 so fit well the money," said Ali who immediately ran again to his house.
Ali's house is in the housing complex Pondok Kemang, housing which is mostly filled by PNS-PNS because it was once government-subsidized housing.
His father Ali himself was appointed to the PNS after retiring from his professional football career.
Ali's mother was a Housewife.
Arriving at home, Ali immediately gave the salt and flavoring to his mother.
"Where's the change A?" ask Mother.
"Dibeliin es Bu ..." replied Ali, then he went to his father's work PC computer which was located not far from the living room of the house.
kleek!
He pressed the Power button of the computer.
and ....
Start playing games on that computer.
7 Nights ....
Ali's mother had finished cleaning the house and finished cooking as well, she then arranged the dishes on the dining table.
Finished with his homework he then set his attention to his son who had only played games since this afternoon.
Ali's mother who was still feeling tired and then approached Ali who was cool sitting in front of his computer.
"Aa from this afternoon why is it just a game on Dad's computer, Aa has done PR yet?" ask Ali gently.
"Later if Dad knows you maen game continues on his computer, can be angry loh? You're going to leave again Dad came home," said Mother advising Ali.
Ali actually heard the words of his mother but did not heed it, he was too serious with his game play with his eyes tightened always fixated on looking at the computer monitor.
"But Mom, go on a show!" kelit Ali's.
Tak..Tak..Tak..Tak..Tak..
"FROM HERYANDANA!!!" His mother shouted loudly.
Hearing his full name call, Ali immediately pressed and held down the power button.
Bluup!
The computer monitor died instantly.
"Iyaaa deh Buu" said Ali, lowering his head and running small towards his room on the 2nd floor.
"His PR work is well Aa!" exclaim Mother.
"Yeah Buu!" yang Ali replied to Mom.
"If PR is easy tomorrow morning I work in school to go to Reza," muttered Ali.
Arriving in the room ....
Ali threw his body into the bed.
"Abuehh ...." Ali was finally relieved to be able to fall on his mattress busanya.
Ali as a true Milanisti has rooms with red and black, the pride color of AC Milan a big club that is the most historic club in the country of Italy.
There are posters of his idol Filipo Inzaghi attached to the wall of his room.
Ali was different from his other friends. His friends almost all idolize Cristiano Ronaldo, Leonel Messi and Neymar.
Ali idolizes Filippo Inzaghi more, because he thinks a striker in football his job is to score goals only, and that is what Filippo Inzaghi does always score goals with the club or with the Italian national team.
Shortly after in the yard of the house there was the sound of a car garage in the open. Suzuki Karimun Wagon R car into the garage yard of Ali's house.
Ali who was in his room on the 2nd floor immediately went down to run to greet his father. Arriving in the garage yard, he immediately closed the car garage.
Ali's father almost every day came home at 7 or 8 pm, he always softened himself in the office to get a feel of the office project. Because he has a burden of car and house debt that is still not paid off.
After Ali's father entered the house, he was immediately greeted by Ali and Ali's mother, then he went to the bathroom to clean his body.
After Ali's father finished his bath.
At around 8pm Ali and the family were finally able to gather at the dinner table.
Ali's mother brought a new crumpled plate in the contents of the soup vegetable that was still warm, on the table there was fried chicken and fried tempeh and my rice basket.
Ibu Ali has provided a plate of rice, 1 chicken and 1 tempeh also a cup of warm vegetable soup to be served to Daddy Ali.
Srruuup ....
"Sweet, this vegetable soup is still lacking salt and there is no taste!" exclaimed Ali's father who was furious because his vegetable soup according to him was not tasty.
Ibu Ali calmly immediately took a cup of vegetable soup earlier to be replaced with vegetable soup that has been added salt and flavoring.
Ali's father does have a high temperament and if something goes wrong a little in his house he is certainly immediately angry. Maybe because the large volume of work in the office causes him to be depressed and vent his emotions at home.
Luckily, Ibu Ali was a patient mother and always understood the circumstances of her husband, she never let go of her emotions at home and has always been a quiet Housewife but can sometimes be assertive as well.
Ali actually always felt annoyed when he saw his father who always came home with his anger, instead he felt sorry when he saw the mother who was always patient in serving his father.
After eating, Ali mentally prepared to talk to his father. He waited for the right moment, which was when his father finished eating too.
His father finished eating ....
Ali walked slowly through the chair his mother was sitting on and approached his father's chair.
Seeing his son approaching him Ali's father asked.
"Why Aa?" ask Dad.
Ali, who hesitated, finally ventured to express his wish.
"Rpa ... I want to be a forward player!" said firmly.
Ali's father was 40-year-old Abdul Waris.
Ali's mother, Sri Aneswati, was 38 years old.
