GENIUS NUMBER 1 FRIMS ASGARD
Luck

Hearing him say his name, eventually all his classmates find out Frims' name. That was the first time Frims introduced himself in the presence of teachers, and his classmates.

“So his name is Frims ya”

“Iya I also just tau” said class friends Frims when they found out his name.

“Sorry sir if you can ask, so the answer Frims did was right what was wrong, we are curious about this?” ask one of the students.

Pak Bima also answered the question “The answer is true”

All of Frims' friends became excited to hear the words of Pak Bima, some even still do not believe what was said by Pak Bima.

“Wah right, how can?”

“He only sleeps but can answer that, means he's a genius dong”

“Not-not, surely Mr. Bima wrong correction”

Pak Bima also interjected in the middle of the words of Frims friends “Everything was silent first, so that you change the talk”

“Father repeat, the answer that Frims did was correct, the father had also checked it back, so it can be sure this is true”

“Thank you sir, then can I sit back?” sahut Frim.

“Wait a minute, I still haven't finished asking” said Pak Bima.

“Oh, ask what sir?” answer Frims.

“How do you do that?” seriously ask Mr. Bima.

Hearing the question from the bima sir, Frims thought how to answer the question, without having to look striking about his genius. He finally thought of answering the question with a joke.

“Bapak wants to know how I do that?” ask Frims again, taking time to think.

“Iya” Sahut bima sir.

“Actually I was working on it using instinct, fortunately the answer was right, if wrong you must have kicked me out of class” Frims replied with a small laugh.

Hearing the answer that Frims said, suddenly Mr. Bima and all his classmates laughed, To the extent that their laughter was heard in the next classes, because of the loud horn of the sound produced.

“Hahaha, just this time I heard someone doing math problems using instinct, I had a chance to think, you are smart students, it was just lucky ya” said Mr. Bima who spoke while laughing.

“Bro hockey one year you have used, be careful bro hokimu already exhausted, you may later stumble tower on the road hahaha” joked one of the class friends Frims, can, which adds to the atmosphere of the class being filled with laughter.

Frims also laughed, not because of his words, but laughed because they were the ones who had actually been played by Frims at that time.

The story moves to the 11D classroom, which is disturbed by the sound, as the class coincides next to Frims's.

“What is this noisy voice?, which class is this sound coming from?” ask the teacher who teaches in room 11D.

“Votes are from class 11E Pak”

“maybe there is no teacher teaching, so they rame Pak” replied the class student.

“You wait a minute, don't rame, you want to come there to scold him” said the teacher.

Disturbed, the teacher heads to Frims' classroom.

“It's so brazen, don't you know if their laughter bothers other classes, I have to scold her, just watch out!” murmured the teacher.

Arriving in front of the 11E class, without thinking long, the teacher immediately said.

“Who told you rame?” the teacher said in an angry voice.

The teacher or known as Mr. Joni was shocked, because he saw that there was a teacher who taught in the class, and the teacher was Pak Bima, who was a teacher, he is also known as a senior teacher and is very strict.

Said Mr. Joni with a shocked expression “Oh nothing sir, sorry if I disturb pak”

Shamed, Joni slowly left the class and returned to the class where she taught.

“Wah it turns out there was Pak Bima who taught in that class, where I had snapped again rowdy, but strange, not usually Pak Bima taught can laugh like that, he said, though he is always serious if teaching, there is something funny what yes, how can make him laugh like that” muttered Pak Joni.

Joni was in her teaching class.

“Why does class 11E still sound crowded pack?” ask one of the students.

“Ah let them, do not discuss anymore, we focus on the current lesson” replied Mr. Joni.

Back to the main story.

Then Pak Bima calmed back the condition of the class.

“Good enough to laugh, you still want to ask Frims, if you laugh later you forget to ask what” said Pak Bima.

After pak bima said that the atmosphere became conducive again. Then Mr. Bima again lectured on Frims but this time not in an angry tone.

“Son, next time do not repeat your actions earlier, and remember you have to follow the lessons you gave seriously, so you can understand, even though your answer was correct, and remember, but it is because of the luck factor, and it will not happen often, remember yes, do not do anything else let alone a matter of learning using instinct, sit down, because you are also a new student, too, so still do not understand my teaching, you I'm sorry right for now, but not for the second time if you repeat it again, understand?”    

“Ready understand pak” replied Frims.

“Huh can finally sit back” Frims muttered

“Wait for Frims!”the voice of Pak Bima calling

“There's especially Sir?”

“Actually can sit what enggak sih” muttered Frims.

“Father is almost forgetfulness, what about your appearance, are you sick?” ask bima sir.

“From pak” suhut frims.

Then Frims took the letter given by Bu Vivi, who was in her bag, and gave it to Pak Bima.

“This Sir, I read” Frims said while giving the letter.

“What is this letter?” ask Pak Bima.

“Letter of permission from Principal” Reply Frims.

Then Pak Bima read the contents of the letter. After finishing reading, Mr. Bima gave the letter to Frims again, and then told him to sit back. 

“This is the letter, sit down hopefully quickly recover” said Pak Bima.

“Good pak”

Then Frims returned to his seat while confused to think about what Mr. Bima said.

“Curely healed what pak bima mean?, oh yes I have not read this letter either, lest Bu Vivi make a strange excuse about me” Frims muttered.

Then Frims read the contents of the letter and it turns out the contents.

“Wah so this is what Bu Vivi wrote, it's appropriate that Pak Bima said like that, but since when I have Agoraphobia hahaha Syndrome, it's okay if this can help me” Frims murmured.

The break bell rang, and ended the lesson from Pak Bima.