On saturday, Elang and Zahro as team fustal of Smanta gather for talk about competition futsal tomorrow ....
Zahro : Elang, Where is Bima ? He is invisible ...
Elang : I don't know. May be you try asking to another friend, Zahro ...
Vito come to canteen ...
Vito : Elang and Zahro ........
I get information about our captain, Bima ...
He is accident !
Elang : Oh, my god ... Are you seriouly ? I can't believe it ...
How about our team futsal ?
Zahro : We are short one person ....
Elang : We come to hospital look our captain and talk about our team ...
Vito : I agree with you ...
Finally, they are go to hospital and a few minute later, they are arrive in Bima's room ....
Vito : Good Afternoon ...
Bima : Good Afternoon, friends .... Come here .
Zahro : (holding Bima's hand)
Bima : Ouch ! That's hurts !
Zahro : I'm sorry, Bima . Your hand is broken ?
Bima : Yes, my hand is broken . But i very relief with God
because he is stiil proteced me from accident ....
Elang : Yes, you are right, Bima . Thank God .
Vito : Bima, We will competiton futsal tomorrow and you can't become our captain tomorrow ...
Who is replacing tou, Bima ?
Bima : Oh, my god . We'll competition tomorrow .... Who is replacing me ?
Zahro : I still confused about our captain ...
Bima : Ehm, I know who is a person to become our captain futsal ...
Zahro + Elang : Who ? Who ? Who ?
Bima : (Looked Vito) Vito ! Vito become our captain ....
Elang : Wow, fantastic ! I'm sorry, I'm forget you, Vito, hahahaha ....
Vito : Relly ? I'll become to captain ?
Bima : Of Course, Vito. I think you have skill to become our captain ...
Do you like it, friends ?
Zahro+Elang+Vito : Yes, Bima ...
Bima : I'm glad you like it ...
Finally, they are go home to their house ....
The Competitionday ...
Vito : Wow, Wow ! Super ! I can't say how pleased i am ....
Zahro : Congratulation, Vito. Give the best !!!
Elang : Be the best, Vito ! Go captain, go captain ....
The competition begins ....
Referee : (whistles)
Zahro : Vito, kicking, kicking !!! Use our strategy ....
Supporters : Go Smanta .... Go Smanta ....
Elang : Kicking the ball, Vito ....
Supporters : Goal .... Goal .... Goal ...
Vito : Goal ! What i am relief !
Zahro : It's wonderfull, Captain ....
Referee : (whistles, the competition is finished)
Elang : Hahaha, Great ! Your goal is beatiful ....
Vito : Thank you , Elang ...
Zahro : Hahahahahaha ....
Sundelly ....
Vito : It hurts me so much ... My knee is wound ...
Zahro : Oh my god, Vito ... You must be carefull next time ...
Vito : Oke ...
Elang : Oke, Vito . You have been arrived at you home .
We must go home , Bye ...
Vito : Bye ...
In living room ....
Vito : Ouch .... my knee ...
Mother : What happened, dear ?
Vito : It's my knee, Mum ...
It's .... ouch ... relly painful.
Mother : Poor you ... Well, just take same iodine in my room ...
How about your competition ?
Vito : Our team is the winner, Mum ....
Mother : Good Job, Vito ! Come here, Vito .. I'll heal your wound ...
Vito : Tahnk you, Mum ...<3
The End
Members of group :
-Magdalena Sirait
-Yogie Sumule
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