Liz Nadia's

Makmum Candidate

"Where are we going?" Liz Nadiah asked with a frown.

After the girl mentioned Zack Shangra's name, Andromeda suddenly rose from her sweet seat in the bamboo cafe. Putting the two pieces of money with the most fractions on the table, then pulled Liz Nadiah's hand hurriedly leaving the place, without saying anything, and then pulled out Liz Nadiah's hand, at least until the two got back into the man's car.

Liz Nadiah was surprised. Songong man, again do as good as his will.

"Somewhere .. meet someone, who may help you free your stepmother."

The steering frame begins to turn Andromeda back, move the gear, then step on the accelerator at full pressure. Within seconds, the car had soared hundreds of meters from the parking lot at the cafe that they had just tracked down.

There was no telling, nodding or anything like that, Liz Nadiah's focus suddenly defected from what she originally wanted to know. He was fixated, stunned by the figure beside him - as if bewitched. The agile driving motion, blue shirt without neatness, as well as high fade hair that looks a little ruffled dangling to the forehead, really shows the charm of the god Andromeda.

A few minutes passed ....

"Is my face the subject of your wild fantasies?"

Ha's?

"What-what?!" Liz Nadiah gasped for a moment. What did he say just now?

"Yes, it seems like my good looks are too redundant, if only you let it go. That's right?"

"Astaghfirullahaladziim ...."

Andromeda smiled amusedly. At a glance his face turned to Liz Nadiah who was sitting beside him. "Until istighfar. That means I'm really flirting," he said lightly. "Calm down, Miss Doctor, one kiss .. I can free you," the god as he lowered his eyebrows stared again for a moment at the girl.

Liz Nadiah widened her eyes. This Songong Si ... what the fuck, anyway? Why is it so absurd? his heart said inexhaustible.

It seemed like he had misjudged the man beside him.

Just a day ago, the man was seen complete in his view, when he looked solemn with his prayers in the mosque. But as it turned out, there was another soul that stood out simultaneously within him. "Incubus."

At first Andromeda was silent in response to the comment, but his face slowly turned strange. His cheeks he made to swell, then deflated back. Seen his lips are increasingly attracted to the side, until a moment later, sounding a loud crackle from his mouth.

"And you know, I'm the most handsome Incubus in the whole world," he responded, which of course made Liz Nadiah more foggy. "And also .. Maybe you're the only one I'm gonna make my victim!"

Liz Nadiah spontaneously glared at him. "You .. that's right!" with a look of annoyance.

Damnit damnit!

Why did he have to go down like that?

Clearly the man beside her was insane.

Isn't that a bitch?

Just look, that crazy smile was shown again Andromeda. It would not be right if it was like this, thought Liz Nadiah while throwing her back on the back of the chair.

"Come, Nadiah. You won't regret it because of that." Seems too much fun for Andromeda to tease him. Just look, that simple sweet face, it's like a cherry on a piece of cupcake - not a green one of course.

"You think I'm that cute?" Liz Nadiah glared, throwing her face in the opposite direction. Too confusing to face that silly guy, he thinks.

"If you just show me, I don't mind serving you" Andromeda said, still unsatisfied.

"Please stop, Mr. Andromeda!!" Liz Nadiah started to not stand it.

"Haha." Andromeda gelak again filled the belly of the transport robot that is only as wide - not even half of the area of the bathroom. He even stopped his car on the shoulder of the road, just to take a breath-maybe.

But unexpectedly, in an instant, his expression turned flat. A moment ago on his face, not a single speck remained.

Liz Nadiah was quite surprised by the change in the man's expression. What's wrong with her? It sidled slowly. Wipe his body into the door leaf on his left.

"I'll stop teasing you .. if you also stop calling me Sir."

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Andromeda got out of his car. Followed by Liz Nadiah who looked dizzy observing the building with yellow paint of maturity in front of him.

"Let's go in." Andromeda. Waiting for a moment until Liz Nadiah offset her position. The two then walked to the main door of the house.

Andromeda's pressed bell bore fruit in the third sound. A thin middle-aged woman, with a height that is only limited to the lower chest of Andromeda, using a gombrang batik suit, popped up after opening the door. "Sorry, who are you looking for?" the woman asked as she looked at the pair of humans looming before her.

"Your master exists?" Andromeda asked. Of course he knew, the woman, seen from any point of view, was clearly a housekeeper.

"Mr Tirta?" The woman asked again to make sure.

"Do you have any questions about how many people are in this house?"

Liz Nadiah patted Andromeda's arm. His eyes glared a little. The human ... couldn't be more polite? "Maybe that's what my friend means. Um ... Master who was I saying?" ask her with a stiff smile.

"Tirta, his name is Tirta," and Andromeda's quick-fire, lazy-twisting of his eyes.

"Ouh, Mr. Tirta .. he just came out of the house, sir," said the woman, glancing at Andromeda, then looking down again as if there was fear behind him.

"Get out kema-"

"Andro!"

The voice of the call silenced Andromeda's sentence. Everyone turned towards him.

"Tirta Patih" murmured Andromeda.

A man with military hair walked over to three people gathered on the front porch of the house, after parking his matic right next to Andromeda's car. "It's been a while?" ask Andromeda, with a smile as sweet as sugar.

"I don't like your welcome!" cebik Andromeda, put on a face as if he was careless.

Still with his smile, the man named Tirta, was standing right in front of Andromeda. A small paperbag was seen swinging in his left hand. "Maybe my coffee taste will make you change your mind, Mr. Andro."

"And I assure you, my fist will make your face no longer that good, if your coffee taste turns out to be bad."

"Haha." Tirta Patih laughed broadly in response. "Are you scared enough of your good looks I'm competing?"

"Ckk, that's impossible."

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Two cups of coffee and one tall glass of orange juice were on the table. In the middle, brownies slice with a sprinkling of cashews, arranged nicely filling a plate of cepers that look evocative saliva.

"This time you survived, because your coffee taste is quite sweet, Tirta," Andromeda chirped after a thin sip of vanilla-scented coffee that was served for him.

"It's a shame, even though I miss fighting boxing enough with you," replied Tirta Patih with his piety. "mrs ... Andro, who's this lady?" asked the man to turn his face towards Liz Nadiah, who had been quietly filling another sofa beside Andromeda.

"Oiya, introduce .. he's Nadiah ... my future teacher!"

What's?!

Hearing that, Liz Nadiah almost spouted the orange drink she had just gulped. His eyes were now staring at Andromeda widening in disbelief.

"really?" Tirta Patih smiled in response to that. "Then you're lucky to get it, miss. He is a man who can be trusted in everything. I'll make sure of that."

Liz Nadiah still had a surprised expression. "But ...." His comments could barely be made.

"My words have been recorded in Lauhul Mahfudz. Mark that ... Nadiah," Andromeda looked at the woman, as usual, with an impeccable smile.

"You ...."

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