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83. Happen Again

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

"3,160 rupiah" he said loudly.

"Wrong!, please team B" said MC immediately

"3,180 rupiahs"

"right. With this it is clear if team B goes into the next round with a 150-160 point addition" said MC.

"wait" said Fajri angrily.

"Didn't count the matter really. Their answer is wrong sir. That cheats his name. It's fair that our school never won against them" Aji's circus.

"Try you count again, don't check our schools compete, you cheat like this. Aji's answer was right.why was even said wrong" he continued.

"this has been the answer from the deck committee, you please sit politely

yep. Or you'll be disqualified"

"just disqualify if you dare, and this I will report for cheating" said Fajri made Irfan smile. The entire building boisterously heard the courage of the little man.

This is Dad's son. Bathin Irfan's.

"please calm down, we get an answer from the committee, so if you can not be orderly and accept defeat, adek and one school Grub we will be disqualified" said Mc.

"excuse me, I'm trying to recalculate the answers to the questions prepared by the committee. And the result is 3,160 rupiah, not 3,180. Please count the committee and jury again" said Fajira loudly, making all the student guardians excited when he realized who was beside him.

"Aji can tell you how to count them. If you and your sister are caught cheating, Aji will report this to the authorities"

The MCs and the organizers were already sweating coldly hearing Fajri's threat when they realized Irfan's presence had opened the mask while staring at the MCs and the committee with a cold gaze.

"Please" said MC.

"well thank you. Price 1 ballpoint pen for 1,820, if 1 dozen is 12 pieces. Bona bought 12 ballpoints. So the total price of the ballpoint pen that Bona bought was 12 x 1,820 equal to 21,840. Bona pays 5 bills five thousand meaning 5 x 5,000 equals 25,000. So Bona change is Rp25,000- Rp21,840 \= Rp3,160" said Fajri elaborated.

"if it is still wrong, try group B to describe how they look for a bad answer" he continued, who was bored because it was always rigged.

MC whispered with the committee, they were quite afraid because only this time someone dared to oppose their decision.

Everyone whispered about many things, ranging from the cleverness and prowess of Fajri, to the cheating committee that began to end.

"excuse me, we from the jury have also counted. 3,160 results. And group A came out as the winner in this first selection. Please the committee is more careful in providing questions and answers to mc" said one of the judges.

Fajri, who was still upset, started to smile while folding his hands on his chest. He has learned a lot from the courage of Fajira during the competition to create works last year. While Fajira smiled at the courage of Fajri who began to smolder while holding Irfan's hand.

"The color of the jury has decided, Grub A as the winner in this first session. Give a standing ovation to our children" Not in lie if MC sweat sweat sweat was pouring.

"please go back to each other's place" he continued.

Fajri poutily walked towards his parents. He immediately stretched out his hand towards Irfan so that he could get a brief hug. While the organizers were pale to see who was being embraced by Fajri.

"Father's son is great" praised Irfan with a smile while wearing his mask.

"why Aji always cheated on Dad" complained Fajri.

"their colors envy the prowess of Aji dear. Father's son is very special" said Irfan comforting Fajri.

"Yes, son, because there are many people who want to bring down Aji" continued Fajira stroked to her soft little son.

"hmm... are Mother and Father proud of Aji?"

"banget, Mommy is proud of what Aji has done" said Fajira smiling.

"Dad too, son. I'm sure Aji will be a great brother for the sisters later"

" Aji's father is ashamed" he blushed.

"hehehe. Is the race over, baby?"

"not yet Dad, there are still final. Just waiting for other friends again"

"do we have to wait? because the father is not well anymore, Mother is also pregnant"

"try asking Rully's mom first Dad"

"are we going home, Mom?" ask Fajira.

"Not to, honey. I'll stay here until Fajri finishes the race"

While Fajira softly bribed irfan and Fajri provisions that he had prepared before.

"Aji's mother is full for Dede aja again mother" he said refusing a bribe Fajira.

"Dad still want more?"

"dear, I'm not nauseous anymore"

Many pairs of eyes were looking into the small family's harmonics. Starting from the look of irritability and spite, there are also those who look at them with anger, happiness and there are also those who have a stupid period with it all.

They are still waiting while occasionally chatting and teasing Fajri who is studying with his other friends.

Until the afternoon, the final round in the future will begin soon. Fajri again met the defending champions in the final round, because he managed to beat all the candidates.

"This will be a meticulous intelligent race that always happens every year. Where XX school re-encounters with XYZ school. Will team A beat Team B this time?"

"Final race smart meticulously we start"

Teett....

Teett....

teetot....

They scramble to answer questions from the jury, but Fajri will not give the other party a chance to answer. He also gave Hanna and Ziyyad a chance to answer but he pressed the button first.

Rumbling ripples of applause echoed in the room. Fajri's team has been made sure to qualify for the next round with a difference of 200-150 points.

"there are 2 more things. Let's see if team B will catch up?. The next question is, the transfer of heat to a bar of burnt iron is called..."

Teetot...

Teetot...

the two Grub were scrambling to push the button, but Fajri had already pressed it first.

"Conduction" said Hanna.

"that's 10 points for team A. The next question, the area of sea that is drawn as far as 200 miles from the coastline towards the free sea is called?"

Fajri did not press that button and also prevented Hanna and Ziyyad, thus making everyone frown.

"we love them, brother, because we have certainly won" said Fajri with a smile.

"okay"

"who will answer?" ask MC.

"we just press how Ji?" ask Ziyyad.

"press me brother"

Teetot...

"please team A"

"Exclusive Economic Zone or EEZ."

"right once, it's clear who our winner is in this race. Team A From school xx reserves the right to represent our City in a meticulous intelligent race of provincial level. Once again congratulations to the XX School envoy who managed to get the first position in the lobby this time"

They smiled happily at the results, including Rully's mother who had been glazed because for the first time in 5 years XX school could advance to the provincial level.

"Dad, Mother, we are fighting" cried Fajri running towards Irfan.

"good bye, baby. Duh dad is very proud of Aji" said Irfan praised his little man.

"duh Mother's child, Not everywhere the hell I always win" said Fajira chuckled.

"thank you, Mother" said Fajri.

Shortly after, the organizers also distributed prizes to the winners of this race. They shuddered in horror as Irfan stared intently, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.

Fajri, Fajira and Irfan immediately went home after the event was over with a piece of happiness. Even the little man had fallen asleep in Fajira's lap, exhausted.

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TO BE CONTINUE