บท 42: Disappointment And a New Man

Ale Piola drags Paulo by his arm and takes him to the side line of the pitch, he took him to the side line push him in a very aggressive manner. There was a clear disappointment on his face, he really want to yell out loud on him but somehow he takes control of himself and gulp all of his anger but he asked Paulo in very ferocious tone.

"What were you doing huh ? What were you thinking ? Is this the way are you going play ?"

Paulo was really ashamed on his deeds, he didn't muttered a single word out from his mouth all he can do was just put his gaze down and look the grass as a sign that he is sorry about what he did but this won't settle down so easily for him. Ale Piola pulls his chin up and said.

"Don't you dare to shun away from my questions Paulo ! look right into my eyes and answer me you damn it, What THE HELL YOU WERE DOING ?" Paulo somehow built some courage and dared to answer.

"I was..." His voice trailed off.

"I was WHAT ?" Ale asked.