
Two days later.
"Come shaka, dear spirit," cried Keira from the stands cheering her son who was running in the field.
Cheers were heard from the stands, many children who did not participate in the race supported their friends with their parents.
Today is the day that their school, TK Rainbow which is an elite private school in Jakarta held a race to celebrate their 25th anniversary of school. All the teachers and principals agreed to celebrate by holding an inter-class race, and whoever won the race would receive an award.
"Let's Shaka beat Ezra."
"Come on Shaka hurry."
"Shaka's spirit."
"Ezra the spirit."
"Defeat Shaka Ezra."
Different cheers cheered their respective classmates. Shaka who heard the encouragement from his mother and friends, increased his running speed from fifth position managed to overtake his competitors and became number two steps behind Ezra.
Seeing the finish line not far from him, Shaka once again added his speed so that it managed to align with Ezra. The cries of the audience are getting lively at a time of tension between two competitors.
Ezra who did not accept being overtaken finally added speed, but because he used too much energy when starting he could not catch up with Shaka who was already in front of him.
"Geek!"
"Geek!"
"Geek!"
"Come on Shaka!"
"Let's go, baby, you can do it!" keira yelled encouragingly at her son.
The crowd's screams ignited Shaka's spirit, with Shaka's determined eyes sprinting and managing to be first to reach the finish line and overtaken by Ezra and his rival competitors.
"Horay!"
"Yeahy!"
"Shaka great!"
"Our class won!"
The cries of the spectators were very enthusiastic over the victory of shaka there were also those who were disappointed because their friend lost.
With a wide smile shaka turned towards the stands and saw his friends with mother running into the field with happy expressions imprinted on their faces.
"Great Shaka you're amazing!"
"Shaka you're the best!"
"Congratulations Shaka!"
One by one all his friends surrounded Shaka, then hugged him and congratulated him on his victory. With a happy smile Shaka returned their embrace while saying thank you.
While Keira he only saw their interactions on the sidelines to give them time together.
After interacting with her friends, Shaka ran towards her mother with a joyous expression that emanated from her face.
"Mother.." cried out shaka lunged at her mother with a hug.
Keira swiftly caught him, although his body was slender but his defense was very strong.
"My mother won!" shaka said happily his round eyes looked happy when he saw Keira.
"Yes, Mother's son is great" Keira said with a gentle smile, then looked at her son proudly.
"Hahaha I told you I'd be a champion," said Shaka smiling arrogantly, his round black eyes shining with excitement.
"Em, Shaka we're not lying."
Shaka's friends who had seen Shaka very familiar with the beautiful woman, were very curious. Because they know that Shaka has no mother, and his father, they do not know what Shaka's father looks like. So seeing Shaka who was so dependent on the beautiful sister made them curious.
One of Shaka's close friends tried to ventured to ask him with a shy face.
"Shaka who's this beautiful sister?"
Hearing a question from his friend, Shaka immediately got off Keira's sling, and with a proud expression, Shaka looked into the curious eyes of his classmates.
"Of course it's my mother" Shaka said arrogantly.
"Really, your mother is beautiful like a fairy."
Shaka sees his friends swarming his mother so that he gets knocked out.
"Hello sister fairy."
"el fairy brother, do we want to be my mother."
Hearing one of her friends want to snatch her mother, her round eyes immediately glared with Shaka's angry face stepping her legs forward and carrying her mother running away from here.
There were cries of protest from his friends but Shaka ignored, he clasped his mother's hand and took her elsewhere. Keira who was taken to run just resigned to follow her son.
"Oh.." complained Shaka in pain when he hit someone, he rubbed his little ass then looked at the person he hit.
Seeing the familiar face standing in front of him, shaka frowned as if recalling something.
"Aren't those kids who can't talk in the park." Inner shaka
Seeing his son fall Keira hurriedly helped him.
"Darling you don't papa, which one is sick tell Mom."
"I'm not papa ma'am."
"really?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Ah.. sorry my son accidentally bumped into your son."
Hearing the magnetic voice of a man from above his head, Keira looked up and saw a familiar face.
"Ah turns out to be you, hello I am Keenan the man who was at that time in the park. Once again I apologize for my son," said keenan surprised at the sight of the girl.
"Ah oh yes, it's okay it's also my child's fault that is not careful" Keira said smiling politely.
Lucas who feels guilty writes his apology on paper and shows it to Shaka.
"I'm also sorry for not being careful" Shaka regretted after reading an apology from Lucas.
Seeing those who apologized to each other, Keira made a warm smile. He then turned his attention to the.
"What are you doing here?"ask Keira wonder.
"We were out for a walk to see how Lucas' new school was, '" Keenan replied, looking at Keira with a gentle and estranged look.
Hearing the explanation of the adult man in front of her, Shaka asked curiously at Lucas.
"Oh so you're a new student, which class are you in?"
The asked Lucas pulled up his father's clothes and looked at him anxiously, as if asking for help to answer a question from Shaka.
Seeing her son's pleading gaze, keenan sighed helplessly as she crouched down in front of Shaka to align her height.
"He's in class 2A," replied softly, then rubbed off Shaka's soft jet black hair.
"Well, that means one class is the same as me." said Shaka with sparkling eyes.
"That's right, little friend please take care of Lucas."
"Don't worry uncle I will keep uncle's son under my protection no one will dare to bully him" Shaka said in a serious tone while holding his uncle's shoulder in front of him as if convincing him to believe.
"Really, are you very much feared" Keira sneered.
"Of course, why don't you believe it" Shaka protested, staring at her mother in anger.
"Look at your small body, your flabby muscles, how you can protect others" Keira said viciously.
"Although I am small I can beat my friends!"
"It's very self-confidence."
"Of course, since Dad asked the teacher to teach me martial arts," Shaka said smiling confidently.
"I'll protect you too, take it easy."
"With your little body? Hah no need, "reject Keira directly.
"Your mother! Huh Shaka is angry!"
The father and son were left to see their little quarrel that looked funny and laughable.