The Genius Fall In Love
YOGA ARC: Brother

Inside the teacher room, several teachers were seen beginning to interrogate students who were hungry for 10 million. Some of the teachers were seen coming out, afraid of the crowd of students who were interfering with their work.

But my brother still relaxed while sipping his warm tea at the table. Like nothing happened.

"Mom! You know where Mr Rizky worked before!? Call the company, mom!"

"A-oh, kids. I don't know astagfirullah. Stop asking mom, yeah."

"Ohh mother make a lie all right! Surely Mr. Rizky told me to secretly, right?"

"Geez, not at all, kids. I also don't know who Mr. Rizky is! For God's sake!"

"Aishh, Ibu ndak serakuu!"

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The kids started looking for information. Starting from the staff, security guards, teachers, even assistant teachers at the school is now very hunted.

The children began to turn into violent monsters in the break hours. Just looking for information about whose brother and previously he worked where.

But my own brother now even relax in the park that has been filled with students. Some of the students nearby began to interrogate him.

"Sir Rizky! Mr. Rizky what is his hobby? Can I ask you, right?"

"Can. My hobby is Chess."

"Wow, it's hard to guess if his hobby is playing chess! Haha!"

I stared at the exciting brother with the girl's students. It seemed he was busy eating sandwiches while answering questions, reminding me of the past.

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To be honest, I really don't know who he really is.

To my knowledge, he went to boarding school, and came home once a week. Sometimes he brings me souvenirs or new toys.

Every week, he would take me for a walk to the park near my house. We played, and had a Q&A session in the middle of the day.

"How many friends do you have at school?"

"Ah, there's Hendra, Rehan, Dimas, Yanto. Sama Bayu."

"Girl friend no nda'?"

"So, his name is Nowan."

"Hm? One time?"

"There are many, but you only know one."

"Gee! So! Hopefully, if Yoga later has school, can many friends kayak Abang!"

"............. a.i......a.i.in, Yoga."

I asked a lot of questions, and my brother answered me casually. Like her who was sitting with the girls students who tried hard to get information from her.

"Sir! Who was the teacher at the school? What's my favorite lesson?"

"Well, my favorite lesson is one that doesn't take questions anymore."

"Aaaaah, sir ndak serakuu!"

...***...

In the teacher's room, it seems that the students have dared to collect answer papers on the desk brother. The kids are already on the dare to guess all! I think there are no young people who are not tempted 10 million in today's era. If this is the case, start looking for information too late. All the students moved first. At times like this, I don't want to be able to do just one thing.

Yes, the only thing that is most effective is to buy information.

"No need to deny, surely girls are superior about information. Fix no debate."

I also immediately approached some girls at this school, and of course with a wad of money in my hand.

I'll prove it to my brother, I can win one in this shitty school league he made!

"Cindy!"

"Hm? Yoga?"

"Cindy, I just saw you've been crunching paper onto Mr. Rizky's desk. Do you know the answer?"

"Ah, apparently. Why?"

"I want to buy information."

"Buy?"

"Yes, I'll pay for your information."

"Ih! Cheat dong then!"

"I didn't ask all the answers! I asked you other things!"

"Hmmm.... But not my answer right away? Fascinating."

"Where? Want ndak!?"

"May deh."

"OKAY. Thanks." Thanks."

"Well, what's the question."

"I want to ask you about the method you use to guess your answer. Just a short answer, I'm haggling 20,000."

"Well! 20,000? Could!"

"Sip, answer quickly."

"Ah, I've been watching on the internet, about the Appearance Analysing method."

"Appi-what?"

"His Indonesian language is performance analysis. So, we can guess the nature, behavior, habits, from the way people behave and process themselves through the appearance that he has."

"Ah, like a recruitment technique yes, rough."

"There's another question?"

"Is that your method?"

"There's more, just two deformation means 40,000 dong?"

"Yes, no problem. If there's more tell me."

...***...

Rizky's POV

"Interesting, let others take care of themselves everywhere, you just buy the information lightly."

It turns out that the nature of my sister who did not want to bother was still stuck in her special. Not wanting to disappear. Don't be surprised if he likes to be lazy at home.

However, the Yoga method is a bit risky. If the information revealed is a lie, do not want the money spent so useless.

But, it seems he chose to buy information only from his classmates. He did not dare to ask anyone else. It could be seen from his face that was quite panicked, he must also have trouble choosing people.

Minimise losses?

"Pffts! That boy. It's getting smart apparently, nice."

As I nodded proudly, Bu Sinah appeared to approach me with a tired face.

"Sir Rizky!"

"Ah, Miss Sinah."

"Because of Mr. Rizky I became the target of first-class students, you know!? They're all asking who Mr. Rizky is to me!"

"Well, nice dong. So artist."

"Your eyes, sir! I'm not just your victim, you know! That's so much for Miss Principal, her office is crowded! All because of 10 million!"

"Haha, sorry. In my opinion, the furore is a variation of the lifestyle that is quite well applied in the first day of work."

"Va-variation? I'm like rice just sit, pack all the variations!"

"Haha."

The students came back to us both. They swiftly took out pencils and books, and without further ado greeted us immediately.

"Ouch! My real intention! Those kids!"

"Cieeeee! Mr. Rizky is the same Miss Sinah!"

"Oh, don't mind me! Ask Mr. Rizky directly! I've been dizzy! Mr. Rizky, I'm going back to the teacher's room!"

"But ma'am, Mr. Rizky has no questions! Miss Sinaah!"

"Mom! Wait a minute mom!"

Bu Sinah runs into the teacher room while being chased by the two girls. I who saw it was ragged, could only smile sweetly.

"Happy rest."

I who was already on the second floor turned back to Yoga who was busy buying information from his friends. For me, this tarkam league is not just for playing and building excitement. This prize contest is indirectly a proving ground for you, Yoga.

As long as I'm gone, have you made any progress? Have you had a change? Is your ambition to defeat my father greater than my ambition?

Iwait your answer.

...***...

Yoga's POV

Teng! Teng! Teng!

Just a day ago, all the students in my class were already at the bottom of everything! Crazy one! What the fuck?! Why would they care so much if their answer was correct!?

"You're all spiciness! You sure your answer will be correct!?"

"Yoga."

"Huh!?"

Cindy seemed to be sitting in her chair, and she immediately rebuked me who started to hack the children.

"You think you're the only one in this class who buys information?"

"W-what!?"

"What do you think we're all idiots? Who wants to sell you all the information we've been trying so hard to find?"

"............."

Amel also rebuked me.

"Yes! You know everything more than us! Aye right? The brother of Mr Rizky!?"

"!!!!!!!!!!!"

GODDAMNIT! THEY KNOW!?

"Where do you know!?"

"Haha! Look at this smart guy! Still not looking at you!?" cindy yelled out who was starting to get emotional and fed up with my confused self.

"Why Yoga!? Want to buy more information?!" added Amel who seemed satisfied because he and his friends had managed to prank me.

"Ugh! Damn all of you! Goddamnit!"

Jeglex!

"Come kids! Everybody sit. Stop discussion!"

Ms. Renata suddenly entered the classroom, and was about to start the fourth lesson hour. But before that, he gave instructions.

Greeeeek....

All the students were seated neatly, with their own written books and printed books on the table.

"Before I want to announce that I have nothing to do with Mr. Rizky, so please do not approach me except to ask about my lessons. Remember!"

"Good mom..."

"And also I heard there were some fights in the second grade because of the transaction of information using money. I would like to warn this class to be careful in processing information and money."

"Good, mum..."

"Well, I don't want to tell you to stop taking part in the charades contest, but I'm asking you to be careful in the competition. Do not let any school staff or teachers and assistants so the hassles of working because of you. Please understand."

"READY BUUU!"

"Huh! Children of today! Yaudah I started the lesson!"

Damnit. My kids are really my enemies. Look at Cindy's face! Ask enslaved! It's like Grandma Drop by!

"...... Look out for you, savage!" my words growled in my heart.

In my brain, there are so many questions.

I was left behind again. How can I survive in this situation? Will I be able to prove myself to my brother here? Who sold the information about me and brother!? There must be someone involved!

What the hell is going on!? Who is?!