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13. The Champion

"good night everyone. Yes, this is the moment that our race participants will be waiting for this year. Immediately we start the announcement of the results of the winner of this year's work. With the first hope falling to...." Said MC who announced the champion of the competition to create works that have been going on for two days.

Fajri, Fajira, Uwak and Riska feel stubborn, whether Fajri will be one of the winners in this race or not. But not only the deg degan felt by Fajira, but the anxiety and fear when they meet with Irfan The biological father of his son.

Lord, let us not meet this man.

Fajira deliberately wears a mask so that no one recognizes him, especially the bastard men he avoids so much and he hates to his veins.

They are getting excited when the MC has announced the 2nd champion in this race. Asa they are extinct because there is no way Fajri will get 1 champion in this first race.

"who will be the winner of the competition to create our work today? who's hayoo" said the MC.

"Fajris"

"Fajris"

"Fajris"

"Fajris"

So cheers everyone who is impatient to see who is the winner of this year's race. While Fajri has hugged Fajira tightly, he is afraid that this will make him disappointed and feel failed so he can not make his mother happy.

"Mother Aji is scared"

"no, baby, if Aji doesn't win, don't be sad. The important thing is that Mother is proud of Aji" said Fajira comforting Fajri who has broken up Asa.

"champion one fell to.." said MC increasingly make everyone curious and tensed.

"The voice of one competition for the work of this year fell to Fajrianda Hanindyo with her work Solar washing machine, which successfully attracted the attention of everyone here. To Fajrianda Hanindyo at the invitation to take the stage" the MC cheers welcomed Fajri to immediately stand on stage.

prok prok's....

"FAJRI I AM YOU" shouted one of the spectators accompanied by applause and cheers rumbled in the room welcoming the winner of the race today. Almost everyone glazed over to see how the little man maintained and proved his ability to produce a work.

"Aji, Aji won, Aji won" cried Fajira and succeeded in making Fajri hesitant when listening if he became the winner of this race.

Is it true that I won?. His mind did not believe.

"Fajri won, my dear, congratulations" said Uwak no less happy.

"Fajris... Fajris... Fajri .." their cheer because Fajri did not appear on stage.

"Fajri, baby, are you okay, son?" Fajira was anxious to see Fajri who was silent.

"Aji won Mother Aji Menaaang Yeeeee" she cried happily and hugged Fajira tightly.

"there forward first we hugged again" said Fajira lowered Fajri from his sling with teary eyes.

"yeee Uwak, Sister Riska I won" cried Fajri happy.

"yes, Aji won dear" said Riska.

"the son of Uwak is indeed great, Sana went forward to show your prowess in front of there"

"iwak Iya. Mother, Aji ahead first yes"

"yes, be careful"

"this is our champion this year Fajrianda Hanindyo. Long story short, the audience is all. There is a little interesting when Fajri our sweet little brother is about to introduce his work, he was almost disqualified just because the jury did not believe that Fajri made his own work. Lucky she has a great mother and can convince the jury if her son can really make this sophisticated machine" said MC at length accompanied the steps of Fajri who was still loyal to smile widely and waved to the person who greeted him.

"congratulations once again to Fajrianda Hanindyo, please stand next to the big brother of the deck" he said, leading Fajri to stand nearby.

"what is Fajri feeling now?" ask the MC and point the microphone towards Fajri.

"Aji is happy to win in this race, thanks to Mommy who always tries to get the best and for Uwak as well. Thank you also for the sister committee and jury who still give Aji the opportunity to boast Mother. Thank you" he said with tears and success made everyone filled to hear his words.

"Now Fajri can make Mother proud. Fajri love Mommy?" said MC glazed

"so happy" hoarse Fajri almost inaudible while staring at Fajira who had been holding back his tears.

"huh this is very emotional yes permisa.alright without waiting long in pardon to Mr. Irfan Dirgantara as our biggest sponsor at this event to hand over a prize of 15 million rupiah. Medals and certificates and placards that will be brought home by Fajri later. In addition, he also got the right license for his product this time" said MC sparkling and moved to see Fajri.

Irfan gallantly walked onto the stage to hand over the gifts already available to Fajri.

"good boy, you won. Do not forget to contact om if you want to produce your washing machine yes" he said while handing over medals and placards and certificates provided by the committee. Don't forget they were photographed as mementos.

"yes om, Aji will ask the Mother first yes, thank you om"

"same-same"

deg. deg...

Fajira's heart was beating faster as if it was about to jump out of his body. With a sweat that began to wet his forehead Fajira tried to control the emotions that began to flare up. Pleased, anxious and afraid of fusing into one made him choose to hide behind Uwak's back so that Irfan did not see and realize his existence.

And sure enough, Irfan looked at Uwak after Fajira had time to hide behind him.

It's like I saw him here, maybe it's just his shadow. Bathin Irfan is looking for someone's whereabouts.

"yes thank you we say to Mr. Irfan Dirgantara who has been pleased to be present on this happy night. We from the event committee apologize if there is a shortage in this event. Good night and see you" MC said.

"Mother Aji won the hyx" he said sobbing

"yes, baby, congratulations, son. Mother is very proud of Aji" Fajira also cried while holding Fajri.

"Please Mother"

"Mother loves Aji, dear boy" they hugged tightly as if channeling the happiness they were feeling.

"hmm Fajri can ask for a photo?" said one of the spectators there

"sadly, someone asked for a photo with Aji son. try to see first" said Fajira.

"yes Mother for a moment" said Fajri still sobbing.

"for a while, brother, Fajrinya is still crying" said Fajira not tasty.

"not what sis, the important thing can be the same photo of Fajri"

"our mother" said Fajri after successfully mastering himself.

Soon Fajira dropped off the little man in order to take pictures with the others, while Fajira chose to arrange their belongings so as not to be too difficult to type to go home later.

"excuse me" said one man and succeeded in surprising Fajira.

"eh yes. Ad-what's it gonna take, sir?" fajira said nervously when she saw Ray in front of her.

"hmm my master wants to talk to Fajri what can it be?"

"bi-can, Fajri is taking pictures with the person who was there with his Uwakya, please" Fajira still lowered her head to hide her face and fear.

"yes, thank you, are you not coming with us?"

"no sir, please. I have to clean this up first"

"please excuse me then"

"yes please" Fajira held onto her rumbling chest while talking to Ray earlier. Without realizing if he was being noticed by Irfan who looked at him with questions.

Why does she look so scared to meet Ray? what's wrong with her?.

"excuse me, I have to be real with Fajri" Ray told a crowd of people asking Fajri for a photo.

"well, even though I've been queuing up from earlier" they said when they found out who they were talking to.

"Fajri joined me for a while yuk, Om Irfan who was talking to Aji" said Ray crouching.

"iya om can" Fajri followed Ray's steps beside him.

"hi om" said Fajri when he was near Irfan.

"hi hotshot. Congratulations again on the champion"

"thank you very much. Though the time Aji read the prize is only 10 million om. But this is 15 million"

"yes, hmm this om there is an additional gift for Fajri, this from his own personal om. Later love Mother yes son" said Irfan issued a check sheet that read 50 million rupiah.

"no need, thank you very much. But Aji can't take it"

"no son, consider it for Aji's school fees tomorrow" Irfan slipped the cheque into Fajri's pocket.

"thank you very much"

"sama, can you hug?"

"beloh om" Fajri hugged Irfan tightly.

But there was something tickling in his heart. Comfortable! he felt the comfort he used to feel when he was in the arms of his mother. Neither Fajri nor Irfan wanted to end that embrace.

Without them realizing there was one pair of eyes that were crying sobbing at the sight of Fajri and Irfan hugging.

God, don't end this. Are you going to accept my son when you find out the truth?. Bathin Fajira crying.

"so a great child, son, happy Mother" said Irfan stroked Fajri's head.

"yes om, Fajri must indeed make Mommy happy, because only Mother Aji has, thank you"

"then go first, son"

"yes please"

Irfan and Ray pass by from there leaving Fajri still watching their departure. Until Fajira calls him to come home from there with Uwak and Riska.

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TO BE CONTINUE