"Sheva! You are here!"
"Hey, it is good to see you again!"
"Damn, Brother! Congratulations! Another trophy to bring back home, huh?!"
The moment Sheva met with all seven Indonesian players here, his grin spread so widely that it even hurt his facial muscles. It seemed the old quote was true. People would always appreciate their countrymen and women once they were in a foreign land like this.
After spending a full week only with Bagas, he was finally able to see familiar faces here. From Claudia, who was sulking and glaring at Laysa—probably bickering again, they were—Anna, who came to him directly, the three prodigies who were waving at him with a grin face, to even Dita Karenza, who just gave a polite nod, each one of them brought some peace in the boy's heart.
