
Azam to school by taxi. As soon as he arrived in front of the school gate, he saw his papa's car which had also just arrived. Immediately Azam approached Bimo who was about to get out of his car.
"Papa." Run towards Bimo.
"Hey, papa's hotshot." Hugged Azam who was already nearby. At that moment, Fazil got out of the car.
"Woi, bro." Approaching Fazil who smiles happily at him.
"Bro, nice to meet you." They hugged for a moment. Then both make tos in a style that they create themselves.
"Zam, you go straight to class. Papa just as Fazil wants to go to the principal's office first. There are some files I have to take care of about Fazil's move." Obviously to the child just the wayangnya.
"OK, pa. I like you bro." Patting softly Fazil's shoulder which at that time was just smiling.
Upon arrival in the headmaster's room, Bimo and Fazil are greeted with great pleasure by the headmaster.
"Son Fazil can choose what class Fazil wants." Provide a file containing information about existing class classes.
Fazil opened the file. He found two classes that interested him.
"I recommend, son Fazil in IPA 1 class. That class is perfect for Fazil's son." His advice.
"I'm more interested in IPS 3 class, sir." Fazil said with his mysterious smile. Looks like something caught his attention in his chosen class.
The principal was shocked by Fazil's choice. He never even imagined Fazil would choose that class for his place of study.
"Why IPS 3?" Bimo asked in astonishment at the expression on the headmaster's face.
"Zil, um think you should pick another class. Although it's not IPA 1, but if it can't be this class." Suggest to Fazil who still remains with his choice.
Feeling unable to persuade Fazil, Bimo and the principal agree to Fazil's choice. He was ushered directly by the principal to his class.
"Are you sure, son Fazil?" Once again the principal asked Fazil just before the door was opened.
"Yes I'm sure, sir." Fazil confirmed with a smile.
The headmaster gave up on persuading Fazil. He opened the door of the class.
"For the children." Greet the headmaster who is not heeded by the students of the class. They are engaged in their respective activities.
"For the children!" Shouted the headmaster with a loud and booming voice, thus making the students forced to turn their attention to the headmaster.
"What the hell, sir, is a big fuss." They cursed the principal. Then they return to their original activities.
Some are chasing after while carrying a broom. There are also those who fight Panco and play games on their mobile phones. Not to forget, there are children who make up. Even worse, some held sharp weapons in their hands while staring intently at the headmaster.
"Hello guys, I am Fazil Pratama. Nice to meet you." Fazil introduced himself casually. And he managed to steal the attention of all his classmates.
"Hi Fazil, you look so handsome." Tempta schoolgirls.
"You are my type. I love you." Others teased Fazil who only returned with a smile.
"OKs. You can sit in an empty chair. I'm back in my room." Said the principal, then he left Fazil in that class.