Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
117. Fajri.

"Bab-father? welcome" said one of the teachers there.

"Fajri?" strangled Irfan when he saw his little prince lying limp with his head already in bandages.

"who's responsible for this?" yelled Irfan violent.

The three teachers who were driving Fajri became even paler when they heard Irfan's scream.

"ANSWER!" snapped Irfan back.

Luckily Fajri was still under the influence of drugs so he did not realize that Irfan was shouting very loudly.

"Ray. take care of Fajri's room immediately, put my son in the VVIP room. Make sure the room is sterile and closed" Irfan said coldly and looked back at Fajri gently.

"Darling. wake up, son! A brother? I'm here, son! Fajri!" call Irfan while hugging Fajri, hoping that his son can wake up quickly.

"What's really going on? why are you all quiet, huh?" Asked irfan with a sharp eye.

"so, look, sir..."

After Fajri finished his job repairing the bell, he was about to go down by jumping. But who would have thought that his small legs were not fit to break the body, so that made Fajri's legs dislocated and made him stagger. Fajri's head hit one of the legs of the table and rubbed the red liquid from his head.

Ziyyad and Bagas were silent some datik saw the incident, until they were suffocated in shock when Fajri was carried by the father who fixed the bell had headed to the UKS room.

"Fajri!" screech them and run after Fajri.

"You better go back to class, let Fajri handle the father" said the father with a little snapping for fear.

"ta-but sir!"

"already! go back to your class!"

He remembers that his job as a school guard would be at stake because he knew who Fajri's parents were. He prayed in his heart for the salvation of this genius child and for his work.

"Doctor please help this child" she screeches when she arrives at the UKS.

"Let's just lie down, sir!. Why is it like this?" scream at the female doctor who was standing guard there.

Fajri has fainted because his head hit hard enough. The doctor immediately gave first aid to Fajri's right head, which was still bleeding.

The beautiful hair should be slightly cut so as not to make it difficult for doctors to sew Fajri's scalp.

The little guy got 3 stitches on his head. The red liquid also hit his school uniform and the father's shirt earlier.

The doctor examined Fajri's other condition, he saw there was a bruise on the hinge of Fajri's leg. So he suggested that the little man be taken to the hospital to get further help.

Hearing the doctor's words, the middle-aged father immediately ran to the principal and teacher's room to tell him what was going on. So they immediately took Fajri to the hospital and contacted the little man's parents.

"we better contact Fajri's father's office, because given the mother is pregnant at this time" said Ms. Rully who was very worried about Fajri's condition.

They were there until Irfan arrived. The faces of the teachers were getting pale because they saw the gaze of Irfan who blocked like an eagle ready to pounce on his prey.

"Where's that school guard?" ask Irfan.

"he's still at school, sir. We are taking care of it" said Ms. Rully bowed politely.

Besides Irfan is a great and feared person. Hot Daddy was also the biggest donor at Fajri's school.

"sir, the room is ready!" said Ray came after booking a room for Fajri.

Several nurses came and pushed Fajri's gurney into the hospital's VVIP room.

"tell the doctor to meet me in Fajri's ward" said Irfan coldly pushing Fajri's gurney.

"Okay sir!"

Rully's mother and the other two teachers were just speechless at the thought of how powerful the man was. They follow the footsteps of Irfan who is carrying Fajri.

When they want to ride the elevator, they are stopped by the reason not arbitrary people who can enter to visit brought VVIP. They just resigned and waited for how the state of their proud child was.

Irfan was still pushing the vault of his crown son towards the VVIP inpatient room. Now he was confused how to tell this matter to Fajira later. He was afraid that it would affect his wife's womb.

His eyes glazed over Fajri's condition, this was the first time he had seen his little son lying on the bed in pain.

"Darling, wake up, boy!" reset Irfan.

ceklek....

The open door presents Ray and a doctor who handles Fajri's situation earlier.

"This is the doctor who handled the Young Master just now" Ray said.

"Good day, sir" said the doctor with a little fear when he realized whose child he was handling earlier.

"explain!" irfan said coldly while still staring at Fajri.

"good.for the young master's condition is stable. It's just that there are 3 stitches on his right head, and the young master's right leg is also sprained master. Lucky Young Master got first aid at school earlier, so the bleeding can be resolved quickly" said the doctor trying to calm down while taking a slow breath

"To the feet of the young master we have put an elastic bandage to break it so that it does not move much, Sir. Later we will also do an X-ray to make sure if there are no fatal internal injuries later, sir" explained the doctor carefully with sweat that soaks his body.

"When?"

"once Young Master comes to his senses, we will do so sir!"

"what to treat?"

"no, young master doesn't have to be taken care of, but he has to control his leg two days after this, sir!"

"hmm" Irfan was still staring at Fajri wryly.

Ray, talk to the doctor a little bit and say thank you to him. Once it was enough, the doctor immediately went out and headed for his room in a shirt that had been soaked in cold sweat.

"How am I going to say this to Fajira, Ray. I'm afraid the content of why-not" said Irfan sad.

Ray only fell silent while gulping his saliva roughly, really he was also confused by the current state. He felt very useless when Irfan asked for advice because he was also panicked and anxious about the situation of Fajri who he had considered as his own son.

"Ray!" call Irfan when you don't get an answer.

"sorry sir, I'm also thinking how to say it to the madam!"

"Huft.." Just a breath of air came out of Irfan's mouth.

"honey. wake up, son! Why can you be like this" said Irfan with tears that he could not bear anymore.

"wake up son!"

Ray only looked at Irfan who was so fragile since Fajira and Fajri were present in his life. When he saw the two people he loved most lying down, Ray saw a different side of an Irfan he had never seen while working with the man.

What am I supposed to do?. Bathin Ray thought hard.

"sir, should we tell this to the Madam after the young master is allowed to go home by the doctor?" said Ray. That was the only solution he could find.

"is that a Ray solution?" said Irfan cold.

"sorry sir!"

They were still silent and immersed in each other's thoughts. Until Erangan Fajri sounded soft and heart-wrenching.

"engh.. sick... Mother Aji's head is sick.. hiks.." said Fajri lirih.

"Honey. I'm here, mama!"

"Dad sick! aji's head hurts hiks.. huaa" Fajri's cries get louder because there is no Fajira there.

Ray immediately called a doctor to check on Fajri's condition further

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TO BE CONTINUE