Round about three or four lately months do not go to Monas,
yesterday on September 29th 2012 I went there with some of my
friends. We got there to have some special agenda or somethin’ like an at home,
week-end together and had fresh air on sat’nite in National Monument (MONAS).
Not only for recreation; but also for mens, we played Futsal. We had games versus lot of people who came also for
playing futsal as we did. How about the rules ?
Yes, the winner got 10 thousand rupiah (1 $) from the looser
by making 2 goals firstly. So, who could produce 2 fastest goals and beat the
other team, they got 1 $. So when you and your teammates could win the game by
making 2 goals in shortest time and minutes ahead it was happened again, you
could get lot money depend on how much you made goals.
In this street futsal games, I was gettin’ injured. My temple
was torn, about 3cm below my right eyebrow. Dude, I tell y’all, That’s awesome
and was a freaking accident. I got it by heading someone’s forehead. Then I was
bleeding and getting injured.
I was pale, but it didn’t mean I had to stop playing the
game. Real men never beaten by the wound ! yeah, so I played again and finally,
it was bad off. I couldn’t keep my eyes blinking and I couldn’t see somewhere
about me. At the end of the game, my
team was lost by difference 12 goals (6 matches). So, 6 x 10.000 = Rp.60.000,-
or equivalent to 6 $ USD.
So I go back home with my bad off wound on my temple.
Till I write this, I’m still pale and cann’t see clearly.
I only pray, may my wound will be recovered. So help me, God
!
My Chamber,October 1st 2012.
02.15 a.m
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