Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss

Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
Arsenio's Retaliation


"Om Xander has made Mama sad so I have to repay her actions" concluded Arsenio. Since this afternoon he has not come out of his room with light blue color with part of the wall taped with Thomas posters.


Currently, the boy who is soon even six years old looks so focused in front of the monitor screen. Her tiny fingers were busy playing the cursor to and fro. He was paying attention to the structure and algorithms used when attacking the company V Pramono Group using a virus of his own creation. A virus that is able to destroy some of the company's data to make Jonathan suffered a considerable loss.


If it usually takes adults a lot of time to solve the algorithm, different things with Arsenio, the boy only takes a few hours until all the problems are solved and ready to re-launch the action 'tuk second time.


"Yes! It finally works," exclaimed Arsenio as she clenched her palms in front of her chest, then moved with great enthusiasm. "Tomorrow I'll come to the company to meet the evil Om and make a calculation with him." The corner of the little boy's lips was pulled up next door, smiling smirk because what he wanted in a moment would be achieved.


Meanwhile, Tania has just arrived at her apartment after successfully alerting Lidya, who is none other than a one-story neighbor with her.


For a month living in Le Grande's apartment, he did not know if the woman who had wanted to be betrothed to Xander was in the same building with him. As a result of being too busy working and also the habits of apartment residents who seem individual make the woman not familiar with her neighbors.


Surti immediately approached Tania who was stepping towards the kitchen. "Where, Mom, did you manage to teach your neighbor a lesson?" tanyanya full of search. He turned into an impromptu paparazzi who was looking for news from reliable sources.


Tania flicked her long black hair down to the right side. "Of course, Ma'am! Next time, if he's messing around, don't hesitate to tell me! Let me hit that cunning woman again," she said in flames. Tania turns into a lion mother who is ready to finish off her prey if there is someone who dares to disturb her beloved child.


Tania's words raised her suspicion in Surti. From the words of Arsenio's mother as if to say that they had met before until the master easily said that the occupants of room 808 are devious women who need to watch out.


Arsenio's nanny stared at Tania with a full lookout. Sly woman? Ms Tania knows from where if the next-door neighbor has a cunning nature like a fox? Have they ever met before? If yes, where is it? Duh, why am I being a gini?


Many questions perch in Surti's mind at this time. However, the woman did not want to interfere in her employer's personal affairs. Her job is to nurture Arsenio, look after and care for her employer's children as long as Tania is not home.


"Good, Mom. I must have told Mother that the woman was still throwing a tantrum" Surti said.


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The next day as usual Arsenio will run her routine as a student of the big zero class in one of the pretty famous kindergartens in Jakarta. Although not an international standard that once entered the cost of tens of millions of rupiah, but in terms of education and service and the quality of teaching staff is not inferior to the school that is moldy in the capital.


It is not that they do not want to send Arsenio to an elite school that uses English every day, it's just that looking in terms of family economy that is relatively mediocre makes Tania have to legowo and send Arsenio to an ordinary school. The most important knowledge and education given is useful for the future of the next generation of the nation.


"Mbak Surti, we don't go back to the apartment first, yes, I want to go somewhere" Arsenio said. He stepped next to Surti, a tiny hand in the hands of the nanny.


Surti seemed to think hard, what steps should be taken to block Arsenio's intentions. Although the woman takes full responsibility for Arsenio as long as Tania is not at home, she still cannot carelessly give her employer's son permission to go somewhere. Moreover, he got a mandate from Tania to immediately bring Arsenio home to the apartment after school hours were completed.


Arsenio put on a sullen face as Surti reminded back the advice from Tania. Gini nih if the road is accompanied by Mbak Surti, not free will, the inner little boy in the heart. Am I looking for a way to escape? No, can. Later there was even a panic and confusion looking for me.


Arsenio's tiny hand waved in the air, code Surti to bend his torso. There was no choice but to tell the truth in front of the woman.


After the position of Surti's body parallel to Arsenio, then he began to whisper something into the ears of the caretaker. "Mbak Surti already knows, right, what I came there for? Well, so Ma'am Surti don't have to tell Mama that today nganterin I go to a place, ntar I diomelin."


Surti looks mangosteen after knowing the purpose of Arsenio asked him to go somewhere before returning to the apartment.


"If Ms. Tania knows, how, Den? I was afraid of getting fired, then getting fired from work. If fired, what will the family eat in the village?" Surti expressed his fear in front of Arsenio. He did not want to take the risk of sacrificing his job to help Arsenio.


Arsenio smiled so sweetly that she showed a row of white teeth. "Remain calm, you can't be fired. I can guarantee you."


Arsenio's babysitter looked into the hazel eyeballs of her employer's son, then took a deep breath while saying, "Yes, Ma'am will deliver Den Arsen. But promise, just for a second, okay? Don't go home when Ms. Tania is on her way home. There'll be something bad, Den."


The tiny thumb was lifted into the air. "okay! I promise I'll just do it for a little while." Without wasting too much time, Surti and Arsenio set foot towards the school gate.


In front of there Surti stopped a taxi that happened to pass by, then asked the driver to drive them somewhere.


The new game is starting soon! batin Arsenio while smiling smirk.


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