Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
All for the sake of Arsenio

Five Years Later ....

Standing in front of the door bearing the name of the boss' room, Tania controlled herself not to look nervous. Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. It is not usual for a silvery-haired man to ask him to come to the room without telling what his intentions and goals are to make the woman curious.

The hand began to knock on the door three times, then put a tiny, pliable hand fingers on the door handle. "Excuse me, Sir. Did you call me?" tania said softly as the door opened wide.

A tall man paused for a moment his work, then turned to the source of the voice. "eeh .. You turned out. Right, I called you. Come on, come on in!"

Tania stepped in and sat across from the boss' seat after being invited to sit by her boss. Curiosity poured deeper into the deepest recesses of the heart as the tail of his eyes saw a brown envelope lying beside the man's body.

God, don't let me get fired from this company. If it happens somehow I have to raise my son, Tania said in her heart. The woman's heart beat irregularly with cold sweat that began to appear on the surface of the skin. Really, he could not if he had to receive news of his dismissal from the company.

Not wanting to get any more curious, Tania ventured to ask her superior. "Sir, if you may know what is going on to make you call me here."

"Come ... Tanias. You know, our head office in Jakarta is in need of a new employee. Well, Mr. Johan decided to cut you off to work at the head office in Jakarta. He is very satisfied to see your performance for the past three years. Thanks to your loyalty and hard work, Big Boss wants you to work there from next month."

Tania who was sitting on the chair gasped at the line of words. The woman's eyes widened perfectly, staring at her superior who was sitting leisurely in her seat of greatness. He did not expect that Akmal and Johan planned to move him to work in Jakarta.

"Sorry, Sir. How's it?" Tania blinked, trying to ask back what Akmal meant. Just wanted to make sure that what he heard just now was a complete mistake.

However, seeing the look on Akmal's face looked so serious made Tania even more convinced that the silvery-haired man was serious about his words.

"You heard what I said, Tania. In Jakarta, you can definitely achieve a better career than here. Your performance has always been good and made us all feel satisfied. I'm sure in Jakarta later you will have no trouble getting a promotion to rise to office" said Akmal at length.

"But, Sir. I'm comfortable working here with my dad and my colleagues. Besides, I feel quite satisfied with what is given at the moment. Never thought of pursuing a high office." Tania revealed what was holding her heart to Akmal.

During this time, Tania was always grateful for the blessings God gave her. Despite living a simple life, living in a rented house is narrow and the job title is only as a regular staff with enough salary for the cost of daily living, but he never complained or felt jealous of others because God had arranged for each other's sustenance.

"I know you are always satisfied with what God has given you. However, don't you think the longer your child grows up and he costs a lot to be able to continue school to a higher level again. Don't you want to send your child to a famous school with a much better education system than before?"

Akmal carried his body forward until now his position was right in front of Tania. "If you occupy a good position there then your income is even better. You can breathe a sigh of relief if you have enough savings for your son's future."

Tania fell silent. No longer argue. Everything Akmal said was true.

Being a single parent with one child is not easy. Especially in this world he only lives a kara without any parents, family let alone relatives until his life is quite difficult. Fortunately he has a degree and a brain that is smart enough to provide a living to finance his only child.

"You can think about it first. I hope you agree. It's all for your own good, too, your son." Akmal handed Tania a brown envelope. "This has been your transfer to Jakarta. Keep well. If you change your mind, you can meet me here again. Remember, that opportunity may not come twice. So, think carefully."

Tania picked up the letter Akmal had handed to her. "Good, Sir. I will think about it carefully. Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

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Kanak-Kanak X Park is a school that is quite famous in the city of Yogyakarta. Every new school year, guardian parents flock to enroll their children to attend school there. A young woman named Tania Maharani.

One year ago, when Tania's only child turned four years old, she enrolled Arsenio Rayshiva or commonly called Arsen for school there. Although only working as an ordinary staff, but he wanted to provide the best education for his beloved child.

Arsenio is a five-year-old boy who likes to answer questions from teachers. It is also very easy to complete the tasks given by the teacher at school. The intelligence of the boy was above average and became the subject of the conversation of the teachers.

His body is taller than a child his age. His hospitality and care made him have many friends. However, he was closest to just one disciple. A beautiful girl named Ayra Kamila.

The break clock. Arsenio and Ayra walked to a park not too far from their classroom. Each brought a tote bag, containing food made by the mother.

"Arsen, we'll just sit there. We can all play after finishing the food made by Mama." Arya said as she pointed at an empty bench right near the swing. The place was not so hot because it was under a lush tree towering upwards.

Not wanting to let his friend down, Arsenio nodded her head and followed the wishes of the beautiful-faced little boy like a doll. Then they went to the bench.

Just less than a meter away, a bunch of kids his age grabbed and accidentally hit the little girl with narrow eyes until she fell to the floor. However, they seemed deaf and preferred to pass by without caring about Ayra's tiny body lying on the ground.

"Aaw!" arya screeched as her body fell to the ground making her tote bag thrown forward.

"Yeah!" shouted Arsenio hysterically. He aligns his body to the level of the friend. "You hurt?" asked the boy with a worried face.

Arya shook her head weakly. Although he felt his hands and knees hurt, he seemed to hide it all from Arsenio because he did not want his best friend to deal with Haikal - a boy who is notoriously naughty and violent at school.

"Yes, Arsen. I'm fine" Arya replied. He hid the bleeding palms behind the body, then hid the wounds around the knees by covering them with a worn skirt.

"Come, I'll help you stand up." Arsenio's tiny hands extended forward and pulled Ayra's body.

As they were already standing, the beautiful tail of her eyes unintentionally saw the injured part of Ayra's knee. However, because it is not so clear that Arsenio was forced to lift a little skirt his best friend to show something that makes the little boy feel furious.

"Goddess!" shouted Arsenio with a flushed face.

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