Liz Nadia's

The fight - Part 1

The atmosphere in the sports hall was quite crowded.

Hundreds of people flocked to the circular viewing balcony, surrounding the landing arena which was installed right in the middle.

It appears that two camps in different uniforms fill a row of seats at the very front - across - blocked the arena.

One camp was wearing all-black uniforms, naming their plots as 'Rose Gold'. While the other stronghold is none other than the one where Liz Nadiah was among them as a supporter-costumed white martial arts, naming their college by the name of 'Moon of Stars', following the emblem that is often perched at the top of the mosque dome.

Today is the final-decision day. Where one college will come out as a winner, and another is ranked after. And who will compete today are two camps that have succeeded in toppling other universities in the previous round. The two were met after successfully becoming champions of the standings at the meeting stage according to the division arranged by the organizers.

Each camp sent down five men Select Appeal, which their teachers had prepared. Each round is one on one. If one loses, it will be downgraded to the other player to continue, which means reducing the number of Pick Tands from which each camp has prepared. And so on until it produces the strongest-as the winner.

However it seemed that there was a problem from the Star Moon party. Two of their mainstay fighters had yet to arrive at that place. Both promised to come as soon as possible because they chose to go from different places - not from Padepokan.

The welcome stalls have been heard from three people of different ages, who are of course the top brass of the tournament.

A group of musicians have also appeared as an encouragement.

Gus Ammar still looks upset. His pair of eyes continued to observe the passageway that somehow would bring up his pair of mainstay students. Yan and Imran.

And right now, time has been dragging on the session that everyone is waiting for.

Each of the one-man Select Tanding from the two finalist colleges, has been relegated to the fighting arena.

Degung music has filled the entire building as a complement.

The horses had been solidly mounted on two pairs of legs above the arena. Then without much chatting, the two fighters have wrestled each other out their respective styles, to cause a thumping sound that drives adrenaline.

All faces were accompanied by cheers enough to make the match feel more fierce.

In contrast to that, a pair of intense eyes observed a scene that was not related at all to the match.

"Gift is there too" the man murmured.

Samwise.

The man who was none other than the guitarist of one of the famous bands in the country was also one of the Select Tanding that will enliven the arena of fighting. The martial costume he wore was black, which meant that he was the opposing party who would compete against the college led by Gus Ammar-Moon Star.

"Dine must know this." It was seen he took his cell phone that was infiltrated inside one of the bulkheads of his bag. Then contact Kenan Lingga through several messages. Also a picture he had just taken from a distance. Because it is not possible to make phone calls in the middle of the roar of cheers of the audience. It is too difficult to capture just one voice, especially by relying on a network that is not as clear as talking directly.

Samwise deliberately positioned himself a little backwards, so that Liz Nadiah could not catch his figure. Except for later-when his name is called to rise to the top of the arena. That's even if he's part of the match ration.

....

BUGS

"One! ... two!. .. three!"

The last count of a man who acts as ... suppose the referee, makes a group of people in which there is Liz Nadiah also Gus Ammar among them, aghast, thumping, then lethargic. One man Select their flagship Tanding had fallen over the arena, then was declared dead shortly after. His side regretted with heartache, including Liz Nadiah.

After leaving a fallen mainstay, another person rises in place.

And this second man managed to crush his opponent.

Which means, their scores are in a balanced state. Four against four.

Time is getting more and more creeping. The Moon Star is in a state of urgency. Their stronghold only leaves one more mainstay. While Rose Gold is still intact with four people Choose a fairly tough Tanding recognized. Worse, the two best of you belonging to the Moon Star, will never show the trunk of his nose, after an hour ago, the two people who turned out to be brothers contacted, contact, that they and their car had a pretty serious accident while on their way to where the tournament took place.

BRUK!

Another followed defeat.

And that will go up to the next stage is the third-one fighter left from the Moon Star. And if he loses, then Rose Gold will come out as a landslide winner.

Amidst the struggle of one person left, Liz Nadiah, stiffly approached Gus Ammar who had been seen resignedly holding hands under the arena stage. But no doubt, the old face clearly illustrates a sense of peerless anxiety.

"Gus ...," he called in doubt.

"Gus Ammar turned his head towards him. "Yes, son."

For a moment Liz Nadiah fell silent in fear, then began to strengthen himself, then said, "I want to fight!"

The phrase struck at the weak side of Gus Ammar who was more than as big as frenzied. He looked at the sweet face that was also looking at him seriously. "Gift, what are you saying, son?" His hands have been broken.

Liz Nadiah strengthened her gaze full of confidence. "Let me fight in Yan and Imran's place."

Gus Ammar is aghast not a bitch. "But, Nad .. it's too dangerous for you! You're a wan-"

"There's no regulation on banning female fighters, is there, Gus?!" Liz Nadiah. His eyes full of determination. "I promise I'll be okay."