
"Try Abi nanya Syifa or to Pak Bambang, may not register impromptu," suggested Joe who is near his two-in-law. And hear their conversation.
"Yes, Opa. Good times can and you can join the race," added Robert who sat on Joe's lap while holding his gift box. He also continued to flip the thing, because he was curious.
Want to be opened directly actually, but it would feel better if opened with Syifa while at home.
"Yes, I'll ask you later." Abi Hamdan nodded, agreeing with their suggestion.
"For the Fathers, the lamb was rock climbing" Syifa said, pointing to a large bamboo that stretched upward. It is located on the volleyball field, which is next to the main field.
It's just that climbing betel nut there is only one, and it just happened to be installed just an hour ago during the break earlier.
"Just like the mothers. The fathers were also divided into groups, with five each," Gisel said. "The teachers also participated, because to enliven it."
"The gift you can see for yourself, which are a few shirts and five smartphones," Syifa said as she stepped onto the volleyball field and pointed in the direction in question. There were indeed five t-shirts and cell phones hanging there, but in the middle there was a red and white flag tied with a key. "And there is the main prize in the form of a compressed car, namely a sedan car," he added. And suddenly, made the eyes of the parents and family of his students perfectly round.
"What's? The car?!"
"Car?!"
Almost everyone called out in surprise to hear it.
"Wihh .. turned out to be a car, Mi!" Papi Paul was one of the only people to prance first, for it was great to hear the gift. Of course the car gift is the main gift that he really wants.
"Yes, good thing Papi followed, yeah, Pi!!" sahut Mami Yeri who was happy. Hugged her husband's body while jumping up and down.
Umi Maryam was increasingly confused, hearing the other race prizes. Of course her husband also can not follow because it is not registered. 'Happy .. when else can the car and the bike to win the race. Is this what is called not sustenance? But sad it feels yes, God, ' his mind is soft.
"Mom! Miss Syifa!" Jaccob—Daddy Leon called, waving to Syifa.
Syifa looked up and looked at him. "Yes, Sir? Why?"
"Let Mr. Bambang explain it, yes, sir." Syifa threw the question to Mr. Bambang who is the chairman of the jury. And it was a coincidence that he did not know the answer.
The man with the thick mustachioed then took the mic, then spoke. "For the car prize, the car's only one, sir."
"Keep if you win ... How, sir?" ask Burhan—Baim's Dad. "Friched time? It's not funny."
"We just sell Mr. Burhan, the money will be divided into five," suggested Tian—Papinya Juna, who happened to have agreed to join him.
"The car does not need to be split or sold by the Fathers" said Mr. Bambang. "If suppose your group wins, you are only hoppah. Because it'll be fair later."
"Totally, hompipah's too." Ammar—Atta's father seems to agree. He immediately approached Jaccob, Tian and Burhan who happened to be standing close together. "I joined your group, huh? I'm smart when it comes to climbing."
"okay!" Jaccob, Tian and Burhan agreed. "But we need one more member, let's be five guys" Jaccob continued.
"Me! Just me, sir!" Suddenly Joe ran up to them and immediately volunteered.
But Papi Paul followed. Because he felt tempted to join the parents of his grandson's friends.
Because according to him, if many members are younger, the possibility of getting a champion will be higher.
"Mending me is the one who joined, not Joe. He's weak, afraid of heights" he said, pointing at Joe.
"What a fire, even go along! I'm not afraid of heights, yeah!" deny Joe's angry.
"You don't have to pretend, Joe. They'll lose if you come."
...This time I agree more with Papi Paul, Om 🤣🤣...