Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
82. Smart Competition Carefully

Fajri, Hanna and 13 other students study in earnest to win this year's city-level smart race.

Fajri looks exhausted, because he studied hard enough to prepare for the race intelligently meticulously. Although Fajri has a high IQ but he does not like math lessons, so he had to re-open the books and try many problems that Fajira helped.

Now the little man was asleep in his mother's lap. Delicate snores were heard in every breath of Fajri. Fajira just smiled looking at her little son who had grown up to be a polite and loving child.

Fajira giggled with amusement when he remembered Fajri who often complained when he was tired of working on the problems he gave, But the little man was still working on it.

Fajira stroked the head of her proud son gently, until Irfan came home from the office and embraced him.

"honey" said Irfan spoiled while hugging Fajira without washing his hands and feet.

"Bring first, clean up. I'm pregnant, you" said Fajira.

"a little while, baby,"

"no, my son will be infected with the virus you carry"

" yes it is" Irfan walked with steady steps towards the bathroom while taking off his clothes one by one.

Fajira looked at Irfan without blinking and tried to swallow his saliva which seemed to be stuck in the throat. Irfan smiled mischievously when he found Fajira was fascinated to see his body. Irfan awkwardly opened the pants in front of Fajira casually, then walked into the bathroom.

I could have been fascinated without being able to take my eyes off her. But it was very tempting. Huh hold Fajira remember again pregnant, can not often. Does Irfan know if I look at him hungry? huaa hope not. bathin Fajira screams.

The young mother laid Fajri on the bed and walked to the dressing room to prepare Irfan's nightgown. After that he returned to the bed and went to lie down while hugging Fajri. It didn't take long, he was already asleep there.

Irfan frowned to see Fajira who had been asleep in a short time. He immediately put on his clothes and walked to the bed to see how the woman was doing.

"honey" call Irfan while stroking Fajira's face gently.

"what's sleeping" Irfan just let his son and wife fall asleep.

The handsome man walked towards Fajira's study table and connected his abandoned job because of this cravings. Long enough irfan kerkutat with the folding computer, when all the work is done, he chose to rest while hugging Fajira, not forgetting he moved Fajri to his bed in the room.

"good night Daddy hotshot" Urfan kissed his son's cheek.

He immediately lay down on Fajira's father and hugged the beautiful woman gently. It didn't take him long to sleep comfortably, hoping that the nausea would no longer affect him.

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This morning, Fajri was ready for his school dress, as well as Fajira and Irfan. Fajri's parents used matching clothes to look compact. Irfan has been wrapped in hand body and perfume Fajira, so he is a little better, although still feeling nauseous occasionally.

"let's say Mother, Father, Later Aji is late" said Fajri had run out of the house.

"Have, Mom?" ask Fajir

"honey already. Don't go far"

"yes, Mas"

Irfan held Fajira's hand and stepped towards the car that was ready in the yard.

"Let's go father" cried Fajri happily.

The car was traveling at a fast speed towards Fajri's school. The little man went back to reading math books so that the science he had could be absorbed better.

The car stopped at the school parking lot. The children who participated in the race had gathered in the school yard to receive direction from Ms. Rully as the teacher in charge of this race.

After giving directions, they immediately went to the place where the race would be held.

All the parents accompanied their children to the race this time. But Fajira not only accompany Fajri, but he will also make sure if his son does not get fraud from the organizer or any party.

"Aji is ready, son?" ask Irfan

"had Dad. Aji is very ready, hopefully Aji can win later" he said enthusiastically.

"Mother so remember when Aji participated in the competition to create the work last year, hehe" said Fajira giggled.

"iya mother, almost Aji was disqualified because of Aji's age who was still small"

"in disqualification how dear? not Aji champion 1 right?" ask Irfan

"yes Dad, but when Aji appeared, there was one of the judges who did not agree, but fortunately Mother could convince the jury so that Aji could still appear. And lucky to win first place" said Fajri proudly.

Did ya? who's the jury? why no one reported this. Irfan looked at Fajira without blinking.

"You don't think about destroying other people, Mas" said Fajira.

"Dad why?"ask Fajri.

"No papa dear. hopefully later no one cheats on my brother again yes son" ucp Irfan and tease Fajri.

Before long, Fajri's entourage had arrived at the city hall office, where the race was held. Fajri stepped in with trembling hands and chose to extend his hand to Irfan so that he could be carried.

"Fathers" Fajri told Irfan.

while Fajira and Irfan giggled to see Fajri who was in a nervous state. The little man hid his face in the recess of Irfan's neck. He was embarrassed to mix nervously because he was afraid that his school would fail like in previous years.

"Fajri" call Hanna.

"uh sister Hanna. Aji's father wants to go down" Irfan immediately lowered Fajri and looked at the beautiful girl behind him.

"Who's sister coming with you?" ask Fajri.

"my mother, Aji, my father?"

"yes, sister, same Mother as well" said Fajri pointed to Fajira who was beside Irfan.

"this father is Hanna's sister, my friend at school" Fajri said, introducing Hanna to her parents.

"good morning sir" said Hanna nervously and politely as she extended her hand. Irfan looked at the sweet girl with a warm look, then he returned Hanna's hand warmly.

"Hanna's one class with Fajri?" ask Irfan.

"yes, um,"

"call Dad, yeah, is Fajri flirty with you?" ask Irfan jahil.

"dad!" fajri protests with a face that begins to blush.

"Mas, don't be tempted.he. Hanna's with Aji's team, right?"

"yes Mother"

"may win later, son"

"yes Mother, thank you"

They immediately entered the hall of the city hall and took the place of each of the maaing that had been provided.

Many pairs of eyes were staring at Fajira and Irfan, because it was very rare for the figure of two people to be in a crowd that was quite dense as it is today.

MC has started to open the show very well and festively.

"for the first session, Grub A representatives of XX schools, will fight the representatives of XYZ schools. to the school representatives are welcome to take place.

Fajri, Hanna and Ziyyad took the group A spot. They strengthen each other, but Fajri is what they really hope to bring the name of the school and win this race.

"today's meticulous intelligent race begins"

"the first question is who is the first president of Indonesia"

Teetz ... Fajri first pressed the button.

"engineer soekarno" Fajri replied a little annoyed. He had enough trouble reaching the mic on the table, because the portion of his body that was still small made Fajri pull the mic and hold it.

"right, 10 points for team A. About next. Who is the father of Indonesian cooperatives"

Teetot... Fajri pushed back the button.

"father of Mohammad Hatta"

"right"

Fajri smiled sweetly at Fajira and her father. He felt he could make his parents proud.

They are still fighting over each other's answers. Until when Fajri taught a math problem, he again felt cheated there

"The current score is a draw, 150-150. pay close attention to the last question. Bona went to the stationery store to buy ink ballpoint pens. Price 1 piece ink ballpoint pen Rp 1.820. If Bona buys 1 dozen ink ballpoints and he pays 5 pieces of money five thousand. How much change did Bona receive?"

Teetot... Fajri quickly pressed the button and left everyone shocked and amazed by Fajri's cleverness.

"3,160 rupiah" he said

"wrong, please team B" said the MC immediately

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TO BE CONTINUE