The Sons of Sultan

Olympic part 4

"Where are you from, Shir?" skyler asked Ashira who had just come from outside the room in his hand there was a white plastic bag.

Ashira opened a white crackle bag and handed out the drink he bought earlier. "Gue stopped by the cafeteria here for a drink, so there's no way I'm the only one who drinks you guys."

"Well, tumben," Garrick stared in disbelief as he scoured his bottle of wine.

"Fear of poison" continued Garrick still hesitated to drink.

"Garrick, it can't be so bad to think about the kindness of others, that sin!" Bela Skyler is upset.

"Ciee, someone's behind the candidate! But who knows," said Garrick still do not believe.

Ashira smiled wryly.

"Yes, it's kids. Quickly drink yes, the break time is up" said one of the accompanying teachers.

In the end the drink that Ashira distributed was drunk as well, but not yet Artha who was still loyal to the papers.

"Artha. I'm asking you to have some, still thirsty?"

"Drink aja Garr" answered Artha still busy with the paper.

Ashira wondered if the drink was in Garrick's body, what to do.

"Garr, it's not very polite that you drink Arha's, Artha hasn't drank hers." Ashira heaved a sigh of relief at last he got one way of blocking Garrick's intentions.

"Huh?" Garrick has yet to understand Ashira's words.

Standing up from his seat led to the middle table, opening the white crackle gave Garrick one more bottle to drink. "There's still one more. Returning is Artha's ration."

According to him, because he was still thirsty, Garrick returned Artha's drink.

Still focused on the paper, hearing the reprimand from the companion teacher immediately Artha gulped down the drink but there was still more than half a bottle left.

"Remain dong, Tha," Garrick said of concern.

"Later on, still not thirsty either. We are ready now."

Silently snorting in annoyance, why didn't Artha finish the drink anyway?

"Don't daydream Ashira, come out!" exclaim one of the teams on Ashira who is still silent. Artha's drink was still on her desk.

Walking towards each quiz room with each companion, Artha Ashira was already sitting sweetly in her place. Despite the hard training, there was still a sense of nervousness.

"Alright the participants all, this time we will enter the second round which is the oral round. The time to answer each question is only up to 30 seconds, if the wrong meal can be captured by another team!"

Ssssshhhhttt! Artha closed her eyes suddenly feeling heavy, clearly less clear her ears heard the instructions from the front. What's the matter?

Unknowingly Artha yawned a wide reflex closing with her hand.

"Vaporized B participants, still able to continue the quiz? He's already sleepy it's yes!"

Whahuh?

Artha forced her eyes open. "Still able!" the answer is loud by fighting his drowsiness.

"Beach, you can still turn out!!! Clap his hands to encourage team B dong!!!"

"Yushaaa!!" exclaim one of the companion teachers from the left side of the room.

It's really sleepy, what's going on like this? His brain thought hard with his drowsiness.

"The real dong lo, Tha. Don't be ashamed" whispered Ashira sharply.

Artha turned to the side, finally she understood why she was suddenly sleepy.

Artha took a deep breath, shaking her head. Artha must be able to fight her drowsiness, must be!

"The first question!"

Artha pinched her own thighs restraining her already-becoming drowsiness, opening her eyes forcibly surprised Ashira managed to answer the matter properly.

"On the two!"

As much as his energy pinched his thigh finally able to hear the matter spoken from the front, his hand deftly pressed the bell.

But unfortunately, when his mouth wants to answer the question, it is precisely the sound of yawning that he unconsciously does. Making her cheered all over the room, Artha began to be shaken as well as embarrassed.

The second question was answered by Team C.

"Body shame!" whispered Ashira sharp.

"I can do it!" he punched his leg a few times.

"On the four....."

The third question has been taken by another team.

The tettt!

Artha said her answer in a stammering but still clear.

Making the jury was confused, but the answer was right and just a little laid out.

"Score 20 for team B!"

Hearing that Artha's adrenaline was getting burned, the sound of applause made her now refreshed. Once again he pinched his arm and thigh to make sure his sleepiness was gone.

"On to five...!"

Tett's..

Tett's..

Two teams pressed the bell together, but Ashiralah pressed the button for his team.

"Team B please answer."

Unfortunately, Ashira's answer is not right, so the opposing team gets the value.

"Geek!" Ashira is upset by herself.

"Going to six, Geographical calculations!"

The spirit of 4 5 Artha put the bell and work on solving problems with oral entering the formula well and correctly without being laid out again.

The jury smiled satisfied with the results of Artha's count and got additional value from a very good way of handling the workmanship.

For the next problem is very competitive with other schools, Ashira succumbed to the fact that Artha is indeed more agile than him. Slowly he began to realize that this deed was wrong, almost the name of his betting school. This is the idea of Fana.

Artha was not a selfish student, she gave Ashira a chance to answer the last question. "It's your turn" he said with a small smile.

According to him, Ashira managed to answer about winning her school team, the quiz was finished.

One by one out of the room took a short break waiting for the results of the jury announcement, the school team gathered with a little tension.

"Artha, why were you so sleepy?" ask the companion teacher.

"Sorry, Mom. Maybe I was a little tired last night staying up late from studying," he replied not entirely wrong but that's not the main reason.

"You almost embarrassed the name of our school!" hardik teacher was still upset.

"I'm sorry, Mom," she answered.

"Easy, Mom. Artha can answer that question, right? Our school also managed to score high," said one teacher broke up.

The teacher sat back down and took his breath.

Garrick sat next to Attha comforting the girl, but Artha smiled sweetly in jest with Garrick.

"Garr, what do we do. Counting celebrating our success because it succeeded in becoming an Olympic participant?" artha.

"I agree!" Skyler's chiming in.

"But just our gang? No wonder, how about Ashira come too?" artha again.

"You are, Ogah I," replied Ashira ketus.

"Udah-udah! I'll buy us a school that the Olympics eat, out of here. That's the best thing, agree on everything!" Garrick exclaims his spirit.

"Agreed!!" answer everything in unison.

Being a general 2nd champion makes all cheer happy, tos ria take pictures showing off their respective trophies and medals.

The bus was waiting in the parking lot, all riding regularly. But before Artha ascended, she pulled Ashira to shift to her side whispering something and passed Ashira.

Ashira hates Artha more and more, what more is that girl sitting on a bench with Garrick. Garrick's bike is being driven by one of the male teachers.

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