Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
"Hello, Grandma Miranda. Nice To Meet You."

"About what, Tania? Come on, quickly say don't make aunt curious," said Miranda impatiently.

Instead of continuing her sentence, Tania turned to Xander and coded the man. Xander understood the meaning of the gaze rushing up from the sofa and stepping out of the room. Miranda is increasingly made to not understand the attitude of the child and his former daughter-in-law.

"What's the matter really, why is it that all of your faces are getting so tense?" Miranda turned her attention to Jonathan, who was sitting alone in the corner. "Pa?"

Jonathan looked up his head, the next second he smiled. "Patience, you will soon find out."

At the same time, the door of the treatment room was opened by someone. Shortly afterwards a handsome, tall man stood in the doorway. However, what made Miranda stunned for a while was not the mere presence of the prince but the figure of a six-year-old boy holding Xander's sturdy hand.

Miranda was puzzled as to why the boy's face was so similar to Xander's as a child. His hazel eyes and face remind him of Alexander Vincent Pramono's childhood, his love for Jonathan Vincent.

"Nia .. A-who is that little boy? W-why did Xander bring her here?" ask Miranda stammered. The tail of his eyes kept staring straight ahead of him.

Tania's fingers waved into the air. "Arsen, here, darling. Say hello to Grandma Miranda" she told her beloved son.

Arsenio walked hand in hand with her tiny fingers holding the papa's firm hand. There was a feeling of fear enveloping themselves. Afraid that Miranda would banish him and call him 'a bastard'.

Arsenio removed her tiny fingers from Xander's sturdy hands, then stretched out forward. "Hello, Grandma Miranda. My name is Arsenio, six years old. Nice to meet you" said the little boy in English. Not to forget he kissed the back of Miranda's hand as often taught by the mother as a sign of respect to people older than him.

Miranda's heart seemed to stop nearing that second as well. The figure of a bright-brown boy standing on the side of the bed with a sweet smile at the corner of the lips made the woman freeze. His eyes widened and did not blink in the slightest.

"Tante, he's my son, the fruit of my love with Xander." Tania started to explain. "When Xander dropped the talaq, apparently at that time I was pregnant young. My gestational age has only been four weeks."

"One day after that, I felt my stomach stirring from the inside. So sick and torturing me. I asked Ms. Esih to drive me to the hospital because my stomach was really like being torn by an invisible hand. And at that time, I just found out if the nausea that I think is not caused by stomach acid but because of the presence of new life in my stomach."

"What's? So ... when the incident happened, you were pregnant with the future successor of V Pramono Group, yes?" miranda toilets confirm.

Nodded quickly and replied, "Right, Aunt."

"Then why didn't you tell me the truth before the judge knocked on the hammer and declared that you and Xander were no longer married?" Miranda's eyes piqued sharply towards Tania. He needed an explanation to get rid of the doubt in him.

Breathing long and heavy. "That's all I did for our common good. I knew Aunty never liked me and wanted to get me out of Xander's life until Aunt made a plan to frame me as if I was cheating on my husband's back. So I figured why tell you about this pregnancy news anyway all won't be able to come back as usual."

"My name is smeared and Xander hates me so much that he doesn't want to see my face. So I better keep the news of my pregnancy a secret from Auntie, Om Jonathan and Xander. Let me raise Arsen alone without anyone's help."

As a mother, Miranda can certainly feel how difficult it is for Tania to raise a child alone. Not to mention having to find a job to meet the nutritional needs of your child must be very difficult. However, Miranda viciously ejects Tania, devising a devious plan hoping that her ex-daughter-in-law is gone from Xander's life forever.

Miranda creeping chest. The eyes closed feeling a rumble inside the chest, anchoring without knowing when it will stop. The circle of crystals, the longer the rushing flow wet the face.

"God, how cruel I have been to waste my own grandson. While aunt is busy looking for ways to get you out of Xander's life, you are actually struggling with the symptoms of morning sickness that are often experienced by pregnant women in general. Instead of supporting, auntie slanders you in front of everyone until they accuse you of being a cheap woman for cheating on you with your husband's cousin."

Miranda sobbed as she squeezed the white bed sheet next to her. A sense of regret thrusts into the deepest heart. He said, if he did not slander Tania maybe now his life is happy because he can be together with his husband, children, daughter-in-law and favorite grandchildren. The dream of having an adorable grandson has been granted by the Supreme One.

"Auntie sinned against you, Nia. Forgive aunt. Aunty shouldn't separate you from Xander. It is not until the aunt separates a child from her own biological father" sobbed Miranda with increasingly rushing tears.

Seeing how tormented Miranda was, Tania's hand carried the body of the former mother-in-law into the arms. He rubbed her back slowly. "Already, Aunt. No need to regret what happened. I've forgotten the incident and forgiven Auntie too. Never remember anything from the past. The incident that actually made the wound re-gagged."

A finely-tuned fingers rubbed Miranda's tears. "Everything that has happened should not be regretted. Let's just say all are tests of God who wants to know to what extent our patience faces. Just after this incident we can be better people."

"As long as Arsen is here, does Auntie have no desire to hug my son, Aunt's grandson?" tania tries to distract Miranda.

The owner of the pink lips naturally turned his head towards the prince. "Arsen, hug your Grandma."

Not yet Arsenio moved, Miranda had already brought the head of the genius boy who liked the color blue sky to the chest. He held his favorite grandson so tightly.

"Oh grandson. Sorry, grandma for wasting you all this time. I'm sorry that grandma separated you from your dad." Miranda showered Arsenio's head, cheeks and face with a kiss. There is a sense of joy and happiness at the same time.

Instead of feeling uncomfortable being treated like a three-year-old child, Arsenio actually smiled broadly when kissed by the middle-aged woman he called a grandmother.

"It's okay, Grandma. I'm sorry Grandma, I. My teacher said at school, we should not be vengeful and should be willing to forgive even though the mistake of the person is very big. It's a legal sin if we don't want to forgive people. God is willing to forgive, yes we do not want to," said Arsenio who increasingly made Miranda tighten her embrace.

"Duh, it's so gurgling. Whose son is this." Miranda pinches gnarled cheeks of Arsenio.

"The son of Mama Tania and Papa Xander," Arsenio said by raising the corner of her lips upwards. Suddenly everyone chuckled softly at Arsenio's reply.

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