Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
The Two Eyes of Hazel

The man who was hit by Arsenio exclaimed, "Be careful, son!" His reflexes shortened the boy's body very tightly, protecting him from falling and hitting the wall.

Feeling his body being held by someone, made Arsenio flinch. In the arms of a foreign man, he felt warmth, peace and tranquility at about the same time. Slowly, the little boy looked up at the man's face carefully.

Papa's? inner Arsenio. However, that sentence could not be said because he was afraid if at this time was dreaming and the figure in front of him just vanished.

When Arsenio felt a great rumble inside her chest, the man who was holding the boy felt the same way. The heart seemed to stop beating when a tiny and handsome figure was looking at him so closely.

The man froze. Eyes squeaking do not blink. Repeatedly swallowed the saliva with difficulty until the man's jakun moved tensely. He kept looking at the figure of the boy in his arms.

The foreign man was confused, why did that face feel so familiar to him. Have they met before? Over where? Could it be that the boy was one of the children of his client? A lot of questions suddenly popped into the CEO's mind.

If this Om is my Papa, then why doesn't he recognize me? Is it possible that this Om is actually just a stranger who just happened to pass by here?

The body limps instantly when it realizes the possibility of bad happening. The man ahead may not be his real father.

Unravel hugs until their positions face each other. Because the height of the man reached 180 cm, making Arsenio should look up the head. "Thank you, Om, for saving me" he said in an adorable voice. Her beautiful clear eyeballs returned to gnawing.

Hearing the boy's voice, the void felt for five years seemed to just disappear. A smile on his handsome face. "Other times if the road is careful. Don't rush to get you almost hurt!"

The half-cule-faced foreign man reached out his hand forward, daring to wipe the top of Arsenio's head, making the five-year-old boy freeze again. "You alone? Where are your parents?"

"Mama there-"

"Mr Xander, sorry. You've been waiting for Madame Miranda. He asked you to meet him immediately at Mama Mia Italiano's restaurant." The presence of Xander's personal assistant interrupted their conversation.

Then, Xander turned to the source of the voice. Drawing a sharp gaze like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey. "You go first, I'll catch up" said the man.

"But Sir, Mrs Miranda ordered me to take you immediately because there's been-"

Xander's palm rose into the air, as if beckoning his assistant not to say anything. "Shut up! I understand what you're saying, "he quickly.

Xander lowered his gaze down, he smiled back at the boy. "Om has to go. See your parents soon so they don't worry about you. If you get lost ask security to take you to the information center. I'm sorry, Om can't take you to see your parents."

After rubbing the top of Arsenio's head, Xander turned around leaving the boy alone. To be honest he still wants to be near Arsenio but given the stubbornness and disposition of the mother makes the hazel-eyed man forced to leave the genius boy alone. Many people would be harmed if he did not hurry back to the restaurant right now.

Arsenio stared at Xander's departure so heavily. The moment the man stepped up, he felt his heart go back empty as if something was missing in his life. "Om's name, Xander? Ehm .. alright, I'll find out all the information about that Om," the boy murmured softly.

At night, Tania and her only child return to the apartment. The unexpected encounter with Xander experienced by Arsenio gave a special impression to the little boy. The shadow of the face, the warmth of touch and the gentle caress of the man made Arsenio continue to imagine the figure of Xander-man in a beautiful manner that is none other than his own biological father.

"Honey, Mama noticed since coming home from the mall you just shut up. Are you sick, son?" tanya Tania while putting a plate of crispy chicken on the table. The woman placed her knees on the floor, then extended her hand forward touching Arsenio's forehead using the back of her hand to ensure her body temperature.

"That's it, Ma, stop! I'm not sick" said Arsenio. The tiny finger removed the mother's lentic fingers from her forehead. Hazel's eyes were fixed on Tania's face, which seemed to worry about her.

"If you're okay, then why keep quiet. Usually continue to chatter, ask a lot of things to make Mama overwhelmed because they can not answer your questions," Tania said.

Still facing off, Tania again said, "Tell Mama, what keeps you quiet? Did .... your classmates bully you like you were in school?"

Arsenio shook her head quickly. "No, Mama! Classmates are nice people, they don't bully me. In fact they always invite me to play together when I'm lazy to play."

Tania rose from her current position. He pulled the dining chair next to Arsenio until a creaking sound echoed through the room. "If they don't bully you, then why are you silent when before we go to the mall, you keep chattering."

Arsenio did not immediately answer Tania's question, the boy instead stared fixedly at the mature woman next to him. "Mama ... Who is my father? Why until today I have never seen a picture of Papa."

Instantly Tania's body froze when she heard Arsenio's words. Before this, Arsenio had asked the existence of the father several times. Usually because of being lured by peers who bully and say that the genius boy is an illegitimate child. He himself once said that papa Arsenio is still alive but is currently working away.

"Here, Mama. Mom will tell you about Papa." Reviews of the sweetest smile he gave to Arsenio, hide bitter tongue.

Arsenio according. The boy's body slumped to the floor, then galloped closer to Tania's chair. He sat on Tsamara's lap with his back.

Tania's hands rubbed the fragrant hair typical of children's shampoos. "Papa Arsen is a great Papa, kind and very dear to you and Mama." The woman bit her trembling lips, holding back the sobs and tears that were ready to slide at the corner of the eye.

"Is Papa as handsome as I am, Ma?" Arsenio replied in a soft voice.

"of course. Your Papa's face is very handsome and has very beautiful eyeballs like yours, son. Hazel's eyes are beautiful and clear."

Because of that eyeball, Tania fell in love even though she knew many obstacles that stretched ahead there. However, with the power of love all the obstacles were successfully passed. However, still the storm surge continues to block up to make the ship dinahkodai Xander shipwreck and the ship was corrupted before heading to the port called eternity.

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