I'M Footballer
Chtr 80.

On the evening of June 6, 2018, after the completion of the second semi-final match of the Toulon tournament between Indonesia and Mexico.

The Indonesian players are already in their hotel where to stay, the players have also done dinner together.

After the players returned from their dinner, the players were also released just not too late wandering outside and not lack of sleep.

With such freedom, there are some players who choose to walk the path outside.

And there are some who choose to hang out as usual.

As for Sean, he was alone in his room because he preferred to stay in his room only.

He did not want this time to be used to better filter his stamina again.

He also does not want to be exhausted and his stamina is unstable during the final match.

Although there are still 3 days left, but restoring the stamina that dropped is very difficult.

Sean, who was in his own room, chose to do light yoga exercises, especially his body felt hard and sore, to soften his body he chose to do this rather than having to go to the massage place.

While he was focusing on practicing yoga, Sean's phone rang a sign that a call was coming into his phone.

Sean stopped him and picked up the call, apparently it was from Silva.

"What's the night like this?" Ask Sean.

"Good, good job."

"They sent me another message."

Sean who heard that was certainly stunned but after thinking for a while he immediately remembered Silva's words back then.

He was immediately happy and excited.

"So how?" Ask Sean.

"They're going to report the results of the report to the club tonight, and try to get them to agree to their request as soon as possible because they're afraid you're going to be stolen by the others."

"Which side says that?" Ask Sean.

"Everything."

"So they know each other?"

"No, but the scouts were observant and knew what he was seeing as well so they must have thought so to tell the club."

"Oh, I'm glad to hear that." Reveal Sean.

"Alright, your match today was good and went very well."

"You only have 1 goal left from Diego Lainez who has now got 6 goals in this tournament."

"In the final game, I hope you can score 1 goal."

"With that, you can get the award as the top scorer."

"To get the best player award, Indonesia has to win and you have to do it."

"You should know, with these 2 award capital, your value will be very good and you will also get a lot of salary to help your parents run your business." Silva.

"Not only that, with these 2 awards, other club officials will also hear this news and they will hunt for you immediately."

"So when you get this award, it's not just the scout who's trying to get you, it's the others."

"In this way, your chances of picking more teams." Silva.

Sean heard all of Silva's words clearly and tried to understand them all.

"I get it, I'll try at least 1 goal and the top scorer will be on me."

"But if it's to win, I also have to rely on my teammates, not just me."Reveal Sean.

"I know, therefore, you must really play loose like you play in Arouca."

"If you play like Arouca maybe you will be more and bigger to win later."

After Silva's words, Sean also hesitated.

Because he always felt less when appearing in this tournament but did not know what.

When he heard this, of course Sean knew that he was not as confident as in Arouca.

"Is it because I'm defending my country and I'm nervous and lacking the maximum?"Ask Sean.

"Especially the people in your country know you play in Europe of course they expect more of you who help the team win."

"So that's the cause, where the burden borne by you from the people of Indonesia who put their trust in you"

"Thus, your confidence is also slightly decreased for fear of disappointing them."

"I understand Silva."Sean arrived in a deep voice.

Silva who heard Sean's voice like this smiled. He has known Sean for a long time so he knows what Sean is doing and what he will do in the future.

Hearing his voice like this alone, Silva was happy that Sean had regained his confidence and was already very serious.

"All right, that's it."

"If there's any more news, I'll tell you as soon as possible so you can choose."

"Okay, thank you, Silva." Sean then closes his call.

Sean chose to stop his yoga practice and thought for a while.

"It feels completely different."

"Yes it's different."

"I only found out after feeling it in a few games."

"Although I feel like normal, but people close to me certainly know what I'm going through."

"Silva found out and helped me."

"I'm less than the maximum, I'm not confident and like I don't want to be too flashy."

"Is this what it is or what?"

"I don't want to disappoint those who put their trust in me, I bear a great burden."

"I'm ready before being called up by the national team, so it must be stronger to withstand the abuse and ridicule later if I'm less than the maximum."

Sean made a unanimous determination. While focusing on talking to himself, Sean's phone rang again, but the ringing sound was different.

Maybe it was just a message coming in.

Sean peeked at him a little with eyes that glanced sideways at the direction his phone was.

When he saw that from someone, Sean instantly kept silent.

"Disclaim him?" Sean asked confusedly.

Sean then took his phone and opened the message.

"Congratulations on your victory. I'll watch the final." That's the message Sean received.

The message that was read was sent from Giselle, who later communicated with Sean more often through chat.

But in the chat, Sean remained innocent and did not know how, but did not know how, Giselle always found the topic to continue chatting with Sean through his chat.

"Don't he watch it too? Why did he say he'd watch the final?" Think Sean.

Sean replied, "Didn't you watch?"

"No." Reply to Giselle quickly.

Sean read it and was confused, he clearly saw Giselle in the parking lot this afternoon.

'Am I communicating too much so my mind drifts on him?' Think Sean.

'No no.'

"Oh, then watch as you please." Sean replied to Giselle's message.

Sean also kept his phone back and tidied up a small mattress where he practiced yoga earlier.

He chose to stop training because he thought it was very late, if he sweated again he had to take another bath.

"Now it's 8 o'clock."

"There's still 30 minutes to 1 hour before bed."

Sean took his phone again.