Liz Nadia's

Winners

The referee had proclaimed Andromeda-lifted high up the man's hand, as the final winner of the match. Which of course brings the big name Moon Star behind it.

"Congratulations on your victory, Mr. Adromeda." Samwise extended his palm towards Andromeda. "You're great!" He smiles. His breathing still sounded irregular, with a half grimacing face. He had just risen from the fall after receiving a series of attacks from Andromeda.

"Thank you" Andromeda smiled back. "Sorry to hurt you a little bit."

Samwise chuckled thinly in response, "Sickness is sweet, Mr. Andromeda," he said. "It's good to fight with you."

Andromeda received a head fight that thrust Samwise. "Yes ..it's good to have a fight with you too, Mr. Sam," he replied. "Maybe your guitar will be abandoned for the next few days."

Andromeda is a music lover. He knew enough - although not much, the actual gait of the man with glasses.

Samwise chuckled again. "I think you're right. A fistful of ice cubes will replace it until the bruises on my body disappear."

"Then make as much ice cubes as possible. Or ... go to Canada, it's snowing right now" Andromeda joked.

Samwise was a little bit of a laugh this time. But he had not had time to say, the grin of loudspeakers filled the entire building. The medal haul for the winner and others will be done soon.

The two men face each other for a moment after listening to the announcement.

"Your gold is waving" Samwise told Andromeda.

"It belongs to Nadiah."

Hearing the name, Samwise was stunned for a moment. At first glance directs his gaze to Liz Nadiah who is smiling proudly looking at her lover. "You're lucky to get it" he said, smiling. "Also he's lucky to get you."

Andromeda frowned in surprise. "You know him?"

A thin smile is shown by Samwise. "Kenan Lingga, he's my best friend. And from her, I know your lover," she answered honestly. "But don't think bad first, Mr. Andro. I think Kenan would think the same of me. Miss Nadiah, will be happy with a man as tough as you!"

..........

Sean continued to chatter all the way in the car he was driving. Everything is discussed. Starting from 'why can Andromeda recognize the woman on the stage of the match?', the greatness of Liz Nadiah, as well as the euphoria of the final victory that they currently bring to Padepokan.

Andromeda just banged his shoulders in response. While Liz Nadiah only answered as usual.

"Can't you shut up, Sean?!"

With pursed lips irritated, Sean stopped the tongue's swaying and noise. "Yes .. baiklaaaahh."

Evening has arrived.

After performing the prostration of thanksgiving as well as congregational prayer, the activity continued with a dinner event, along with all the residents of Padepokan in a large room-maybe a hall. After that they split up. Choose each place to enjoy this pretty sunny evening, staying in the theme of celebrating the victory.

Liz Nadiah and Andromeda are now joined by Gus Ammar and the Match Selects who were fighting - of course, discussing the final result of the match. There was also Sean who was just busy enjoying the food and drinks available in their midst.

"Aren't you afraid your stomach might explode?" Sarcas Andromeda asked, with a gaze as usual as he faced Sean's silliness.

"That's because today you're so stingy, Young Master," Sean added, inserting a small piece of pastry into his mouth. "From morning you don't feed."

"Whatdidyou say? I'm stingy?" Andromeda looked at Sean sharply.

"Hm." And Sean only retorted that short.

"Then ... don't cry when your salary is cut by three-quarters every month, to replace the food I give you for free while you work with me!"

Everything seemed to shuffle when Sean coughed and spouted all the chewing results in his mouth. His hands seemed to be shaking in place of his voice that was still choked because of the loud choking Andromeda sentence. "Yah-jangaaaann!!"

Now everyone is laughing at the ridiculous behavior of the boss and his assistant who began to fight like Tom & Jerry.

....

The clock is 20:45.

Watered by moonlight. Stroked by the bad luck of a thin wind that occasionally passes. In the bamboo gazebo in the southern part of Padepokan, Andromeda and Liz Nadiah are now enjoying their special time.

But certainly not just the two. Because Gus Ammar wouldn't allow that.

Sean's!

Same thing no.

Full stomach and tired, the silly assistant had fallen asleep in the corner beside Andromeda, with his face covered in a leather jacket. His snoring voice was even loud enough to be heard soiling the silence.

"Basic buffalo!" Andromeda.

"Pcsstt. Let her. Poor thing," said Liz Nadiah with her warm smile.

Andromeda's gaze now shifted towards him. "Yes, you're right. But not out of pity. I'm glad he won't interfere with both of us."

"You're this."

The theme about Sean is not an interesting one to discuss at the moment, according to Andromeda. Now his face was fully pointed at the figure sitting sweetly one meter in front of him. "Why never tell me, you're a fighter?"

That question immediately stole Liz Nadiah's attention from the glass of tea she was just about to sip. "That's not a good idea."

Andromeda frowned not understanding. "Why?"

"Because I don't want you to fight," replied Liz Nadiah.

Andromeda laughed lightly, "Hey, listen to me ...." Little man leaned his body closer towards Liz Nadiah who even shuffled because of his movement. "Our fight is not that kind of thing. Not in a uniform. Not with a shout when attacking, nor in the open," he said in a soft voice as well as a grin.

"Then?" Liz Nadiah stuttered.

Andromeda further widened his smile seeing that stiff expression. "You want to know?"

And innocently Liz Nadiah nodded.

The distance between the two is now only a few feet away.

"In soft places, without uniforms or other clothing, also ...."

Realizing the direction of Andromeda's conversation, Liz Nadiah widened her eyes.

"With a de-voice"

"STOOO!!!"

"Chicken! The chicken! Chicken!!"

With Sean's chicken voice was the end.