Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

224. Electric motor

The August children's race was finally over. From TK class A to 6 SD has got the champion.

Now is the time where the prize handover for each of the champions one, two and three.

The champions stand on the field.

Robert looks the happiest there, because in addition to getting champion one of the balloon race— he also got champion three of the sack race.

It was very proud according to him, because only this time he got the Augustan race champion at once two.

"If I hadn't fainted because of Robert Kapicirit .. I would have won the first balloon-breaking race" said Leon, standing next to Robert and Baim, he looked annoyed at getting a second champion. And consider what happened because of Robert.

"But you're in a rematch, Leon. While I'm the same Atta did not even come," said Juna.

"You did not participate also already have the champion of one sack race, Jun," said Baim chimed.

Just like Leon, he also looks upset at Robert who had time to capicirit. Because honestly—pas at the beginning of the race broke the balloon he was so uncomfortable with the smell. He held his breath, but fortunately did not faint.

"Yes, but you'll still be in the re-race. So there is still a chance to win" said Juna who looks relaxed.

"You look like you were on purpose, Rob, capycyrit dyed. Let all the participants at once your friends get poisoned?" accuse Atta of suspicion. His face looked wryly at Robert.

"No, Ta!" rebut Robert with a headband. "I was intentional. Kapicirit' is like a disaster, because it comes out on its own without insults."

"But it's powerful, Rob. Your time is not feeling anything?" Leon grumbled and couldn't believe what Robert said. "It should, yes, because you feel kapicirit .. that you directly talk to Ms. Syifa, do not forget. This is even waiting for the other participants to faint first."

"Yes. You have the heart, Rob, with us" said Baim.

"You're smelly, yeah, see your friends vomiting the same fainting? You're not loyal, buddy, are you, Rob?" Atta chimed in and cornered Robert.

"Yes, even though we're the Gundul In The Geng," Leon added while chopping his lips.

"Dih ... no friends! You guys misunderstood me!" rebut Robert with a headband. His eyes look teary, because sadly his friends accused the no-no. "I'm sorry, but I really have no intention of making you vomit, let alone faint. Everything is pure."

"Alah ... you said aja—"

"Children ..," interrupted Syifa who cut off Atta's speech. "Now is the time to give gifts. I hope you guys are happy, yes, to receive the gifts from our three judges. And for those who do not get champions this year. Keep up the spirit and keep trying to get the champion next year."

"Yes, Mom!" cheers of the winners with many.

The first prize is certainly children from Kindergarten first, then continue until the first to sixth grade.

Both of them look equally astonished by the prize, because it does not look like a car. If it's a car, maybe a car.

'But instead of Mommy saying her gift can't be a toy, huh? So what is dong? Though I 'would've been a real car driver, ' Robert's mind looks lethargic. Not displeased, only his expectations began to fade.

Atta and Leon who won two championships from one of the races also get the same prize, namely a folding bicycle.

Lastly, the third-place prize for Baim and Robert in the sack race and the balloon-breaking was a pack of red and white school uniforms, complete with hats, ties and buckles.

"Alright children .. please go to the edge of the field, because Mother will tell the next announcement," said Gisel.

"Yes, Mom!"

All of the participants who had obtained the prize immediately approached his parents, and sat down on the chair.

"Because there are many requests ... The mother, father or brother of the children in order to participate in the race, so the jury agreed to decide to hold the race this year at school," Gisel said.

"The race for Mothers is a tug of war. One group of 5 people, and will be pitted against each group to become champions" said Syifa.

Gisel added. "The gift is quite interesting. Namely each member of the group that the champion will get an electric motor along with his helmet."

"That's a real motor. It should be a car, Pi," said Mami Yeri, whispering in her husband's right ear. He was not at all tempted by the prize, because what he wanted was a car.

"Yes. It should be a car, let's make it fun." Papi Paul nodded his head.

"Dn ... Bi, Umi's supposed to be coming, huh? Let's get an electric motor. Unfortunately Umi did not register to Syifa when Joe talked about Robert participating in the race at school." Unlike Mami Yeri, Umi Maryam was so tempted by the prize. Because according to him, electric motors are luxury goods. "Abi too, why not give advice to Umi make a list? So this is it, right," he added blame.

"Don't know, Mi. If the lomba is for the Fathers and Mothers. If you know there is also Abi must follow," said Abi Hamdan.

"Yes Abi should have gone to Joe, that early in the morning. That's not Abi nanya." Umi Maryam looks upset and still blames her husband. "It's a pity, right, so we're not in the race. Though Umi also wanted to have an electric motor, usually in our home race most can sweep the same pot."

"If you can get a motorbike, the electric motor must not be kepake, Umi."

"Why not cake? Yes kepake."

"But Umi can't carry a motorbike. Let alone a motorbike, a bicycle cannot."

"Dih .. yes can learn, Bi. This Abi really likes to underestimate Umi! Once taught, Umi certainly can be!" Umi Maryam was finally angry, she also immediately scowled while turning her face.

...Don't miss dong, Umi 🤣...