Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
23. First Day of School

"Fajri wake up, son. Today you're school darling" Call Fajira gently to the little prince who still faithfully closes his eyes.

"sayang Mother. Wake up yuk son"

"hmm yes Mother, hug"

"dear, wake up again. It's your first day of school"

"yes Mother, later Mother can not accompany Aji huh?" fajri sendu.

"later Mother accompany Aji dear, let Mother be absent first this morning until Aji comes home"

"what will Mother not be angry with her lecturer?"

"no darling. Let's take a bath again, later Mommy enters the last hour only"

"yes, I'm proud" Fajri smiled and got up from his sleep and rushed to the bathroom.

Fajri is an independent child who can take care of himself starting from bathing, wearing clothes, to eating also by himself, do not forget he can also make a living for his mother. Never mind the trivial, play electricity he never hit by a stun. Once the mandiri Fajri that makes Fajira only have to make sure if his son is not threatened by danger, such as the bathroom that must always be clean and not slippery. Power cables are neat and not scattered along with everything else.

Fajira smiled at her son who had grown up and was smart, did not want to complain about what he was going through, but no matter how mature the child, was, he is still a creature that desperately needs a mother to help him in the face of the cruel world that is not as beautiful as the fantasy world.

As of this moment, Fajri screeched as she accidentally put her soap foam into her eyes and made Fajira immediately run towards the bathroom and look at her son in there.

"DELAY!" shout Fajri.

"yes, baby, why son?" ask Fajira in panic

"aji's eyes entered the mother's soap sore" he said in a panic.

Without waiting long Fajira immediately rinsed Fajri's head with running water until his eyes no longer sore.

"how dear, still sore?"

"no, Mother, thank you" he said, rubbing his eyes.

"you boys, are you ready?"

"the Mother"

Fajira chuckles to see her little prince growing more and more worried. While bathing Fajri he hoped that this would never end, because for him life together with Fajri is a happiness that he will never get from anywhere.

Fajira helps to put on Fajri's school uniform while smiling and kissing her occasionally.

"mother's child is handsome"

"iya dong, Aji is handsome. Mother is beautiful when I am ugly is not very bad"

"haha Mommy's time is beautiful anyway?"

"sure Mother is very beautiful. muach muach muach.. hahaha"

They laughed that beautiful morning, hoping it would never end no matter what.

"are you ready, son? we go again yuk"

"let's go bundaa" cried Fajri pleased.

The little man looked very adorable with his school clothes and the small bag he was holding. Fajira endlessly develops her smile from the moment, until Fajri's phone rings making the warm smile dim slowly.

📞"hello om Irfan" said Fajri happy

📞"Halo Fajri, said om Ray today has started school huh son?" irfan said he was happy behind the phone

📞"iya om, this is Fajri want to leave again" he said happily

📞"wah great be careful in school huh son. Studying hard"

📞"iya om. thank you"

📞"you're closed first yes son"

📞"iya om. om also spirit yes"

📞"iya son"

tut's.

"Mother let's go"

"yes sweetheart"

Fajri was riding his motorcycle through a very crowded street that morning, lucky there was no severe traffic so they did not worry about arriving late at Fajri school later. Slowly but surely the motorbike was traveling at medium speed until it landed beautifully in the school parking lot.

There are many parents and their young children crowded with all kinds of behavior. There are children who cry because they do not want to go to school, some are still hugging their mothers tightly, there are also children who even hug their parents' feet because they do not want to stay.

The scene was witnessed by Fajri with a frowning facial expression. He was surprised to see the children, why should we cry? so the heart asked.

If compared with other students, Fajri's body is not too different from them, because the child does look tall at the age of just 3 years.

"Mother why are they like that?" ask Fajri who is still holding Fajira's hand.

"hmm, why, son? maybe they are not used to meeting with many people, or do not want to live with their parents alone. Aji is afraid that Mommy will stay, son?"

"yes this Mother's child is already big and smart, later must learn diligently yes"

"yes Mother. Can I go straight to class?"

"hmm, we'll ask Rully's mother first yes want how later. What is clear is that now Aji goes into the classroom first, later acquaintances yes with his friends"

"iya mother"

They walked to the class that had been determined by the previous teacher. When I got to class, almost all the seats were full and only the back seats were left.

"Well, is it okay to sit in the back?"

"not what Mother is important Aji can learn"

"aji's body will be a child, son, will not look the same teacher dear"

"not what Mother, the important thing is that the teacher knows that Aji is in the classroom"

"hehey yep yuk yuk we enter son"

The mother and son were the center of attention of almost everyone in the class, but they only caught a glimpse after Fajira nodded her head with a smile.

"excuse me Mother, has anyone here filled in?" ask Fajira to one of the mothers who were there.

"uh no deck please"

"Sit here, son"

"yes mother" he said smiling, but a moment later...

"Aji's mother can't ride" was upset when she found the chair a little taller than her cute little cute shape, and succeeded in making Fajira giggle.

"hehe, height yes son" Fajira held Fajri to sit on the table and something else happened.

"The desk mother is also high Aji not until tuh, tuh kuaa" he said pouting spoiled.

"hehe, yes how else Aji will be a child, later we ask Rully's mother first, if there is a stock table and lower chairs"

"iih Aji upset mom" he whined.

"yes, son, that's Aji's friend from earlier look on" said Fajira pointed to my colleague Fajri.

"meet up with his friend"

"yes Mother. Hi I'm Fajri" said the little man smiling sweetly as he extended his hand.

"Our names are pretty much the same, I'm Fandi" Fanda said, shaking Fajri's hand with a smile.

"wah, means Aji called her brother, Mother?"

"yes son"

"kok call him brother?" asked Fandi cringing.

"hehe Aji's age is only three years bang" he said scratching his head.

Sontak made everyone who heard Fajri's words turn to him and make the little man shame.

"seriously boy? Fajir's only 3 years?" peekik Fandi's mother.

"yes ma'am, my son was only three years old yesterday" Fajira smiled.

"do you get to school? can Fajri read my son?"

"have mother, Aji can read, count as well" he said proudly with a smile.

"seriously boy? wah smart yes, still three years can read" said Fandi's mother amazed.

"iya ma'am, Fajri happened to get a scholarship recommendation from one of the donors here, because he was my lecturer. And it just so happened that Fajri came with me to go to college, where they met"

"well great yes, the scholarship recommendation is not arbitrary children can get Mother Fajri, even the general champion is difficult to get it" said Fandi's mother was amazed.

deg...

"what's right mom?, at first I was also surprised why Mr. Zul gave Fajri a scholarship at the age of 3 years, but if in thought it was also a pity if rejected and coincidentally Fajri also wanted to. That's why I took ma'am" Fajira was surprised to hear the words of Fandi's mother.

"Mother Fajri is still in college?"

"yes ma'am, it's early semester"

"what studies?"

"medicine ma'am"

"wah pantesan his son is smart"

Fajira just smiled in response to Fandi's mother's words. They talk about things related to school, while Fajri also looks familiar with Fandi who also looks smart from his calm and connecting way when talking to Fajri.

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TO BE CONTINUE