Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
I'm Not a Haram Child

The so-called Haikal, turned his head, then stuck out his tongue to Arsenio. As if it did not care about the loud scream that boomed in the morning. They even laughed satisfied because they managed to grab the empty bench that was about to be filled by Arsenio and Ayra.

Upset at the behavior of his classmates, Arsenio stepped forward to approach Haikal and his gang. The little boy's face flushed red with the chest of the kempis. "You're outrageous! Dare to grab the bench owned by others then deliberately pushed Ayra to fall to the ground. Don't you know, Ayra's knees and palms are hurt by you. Hurry up, apologize to Ayra right now!" Her tiny hands clenched beside the body.

"If I don't want to, then what do you want? Wanna kick me in, will you?" Haikal looked cynically at Arsenio. "Mommy's son like you wouldn't be able to fight me. Look, my body is more contained than you."

Hearing Haikal call Arsenio 'son mami', suddenly made the two friends Haikal laugh out loud. "Basic Child Mami! Arsen the Mommy Child!" arka and Arsya are almost at the same time.

"Loh, isn't Arsen really a mother's son huh? The proof all this time we never saw his Papa come to school. Every time there is an event at school, only his mother comes" said Arka.

"That bill!" arsya does not want to lose. The plontos-headed boy chimed in, not to lose to his twin brother.

Haikal got up from the chair, then stood in front of Arsenio until they faced each other. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Arsenio doesn't have Papa. My Mama said, Arsenio is an illegitimate child so do not know who Papa is," he said increasingly making Arsenio angry.

"Arsenio .. bastard child! Arsenio .. bastard child!" Haikal and the twins Arka and Arsya increasingly make fun of Arsenio. The gang head smiled cynically. This kid is clearly in trouble. I don't know what made him hate Arsenio half dead.

"Shut up! I'm not a bastard! I have Papa just like you!" arsenio shouted increasingly emotionally. The little boy's jaw was hard. Eyes are staring.

"If you have Papa, where is your Papa now? Show us," said Arka. This one boy was not afraid to see Arsenio's face getting reddened by the emotions that had been harbored all this time.

"My father is ...."

Haikal waved his hand in the air. "Oh, at most you're just lying so we don't bully you. Yeah, right? You're a bastard, Arsenio! The bastard." The big boy emphasized the last sentence

"I'm not a bastard!" arsenio shouted as she threw a hard punch on Haikal's cheek. Getting an unexpected attack made the famous little boy in the riot maker and the matter rounded his eyes perfectly.

"Daaar motherfucker!" maki Haikal, touch her sore cheek. He gave the code to two of his friends to help. In an instant the two boys pushed Arsenio to the ground.

"Arsen!" ayra cried out in fear when she saw her best friend fall.

However, Arsenio did not feel any pain at all as her body was pushed. He quickly stood up, then cleaned the remaining soil attached to the uniform. The anger within has spread throughout the body. Arsenio could not stand it anymore if constantly bullied by her classmates.

Arsenio's right foot was tracing on the ground fiercely. Then, his two hands clenched perfectly. Elbow folds on the side of the body. Arm hand pulled back, then ....

"Feel this!" The sound in the school garden. As fast as lightning Arsenio ran and instantly thrust a fist into Haikal's face. Right about the bad boy's nose.

Ayra and the twins were perfectly wide when they saw Haikal's body falling backward. "Arsen, stop! Don't fight!" shouted friend Arsenio.

However, Arsenio was like a child who lost his mind. He jumped up and sat on Haikal's stomach. "I told you, don't call me an illegitimate child! I have Papa just like you!"

The explosive rage made Arsenio lose control. He again hit Haikal's face leaving a bruise on his cheek. The bad boy who was a notorious rioter cried and screamed in pain but not a single person dared to help him when he saw how much he was fond of Arsenio when he beat Haikal.

Tania hung up. Hurry to reach for the bag and jacket attached to his work chair. Sighs repeatedly and rubs his chest gently.

"Loh, Tan, where are you going?" asri asked as he passed by his co-workers in front of the company entrance.

"I'm going to school first, Ri. If Mr. Akmal asks, please tell me if I go home first." Tania walked half-run towards the parking lot. Wearing a jacket, then installing a helmet until the sound of 'clicking' then the woman turned on the motorbike to the school.

The streets are not too crowded make Tania can quickly get to school. He walked through a long hallway to the principal's room guided by a security guard. In front of the door that says 'head master' or in Indonesian called the principal, there is a long chair occupied by two small children. One of them is Arsenio.

"Darling, what really happened? Why are you fighting to make my friend battered." Bending the body slightly until it is parallel to the child.

Chief Arsenio lowered her head, feeling guilty for dragging her beloved mother into this matter. "I'm sorry I fought, Ma." Eyes stared at the shadow on the floor. Dare not look Tania's eyes.

"Actually what made you beat up Haikal, son. Tell Mama. Don't lie."

"That's all because Haikal called Arsen the 'bad boy', Budhe," said Ayra, the narrow-eyed boy. "Haikal also started this fight. He took our place and pushed me to the ground. Look, this wound was caused by Haikal's mischief." The tiny hand showed several wounds that had been treated by the teacher.

As a friend, of course, Ayra did not want to until Arsenio got a punishment from Tania. Although Arsenio is also wrong because of the emotion, but the five-year-old will not start a fight if not fished first. There will be no smoke if there is no fire. Perhaps that is the proper proverb to describe the current state of Arsenio.

Sighs harshly when he hears Ayra's answer. Now he understands why Arsenio can lose control. The woman's lips were wide open and was about to say, the door of the principal's room is already open. A thirty-year-old young woman came out of the room and immediately approached Tania.

"Either, if you have children you are well educated. Don't let your child grow up to be a bad boy and beat up his friends at school! It's an illegitimate, naughty boy, troublemaker again!" cibir Bu Sandra while looking intently at Tania.

Not accepting if the beloved child is insulted in public, Tania's instinct as a mother to protect and care for the beloved child appears suddenly.

Then, Tania rose up to the position of her body parallel to Sandra. Smiling sinisterly while giving off a sharp look. "Be careful, Mom, don't let God be angry because Mother often proclaims slander to others. Do not let even the disgrace of the Mother spread in front of many people. I'm sure, Ms. Sandra will definitely be embarrassed to death after the disgrace that was kept in a meeting was brought up by someone else."

Sandra glared and her eyeballs glared. "You?" The woman's index finger pointed at Tania's face.

"Don't you ever dare point at me with your hand!" Tania brushed off Sandra's hand, which infuriated her neighbor.

"Mom Tania!" call a woman from the door that suddenly opens.

Everyone looked at the source of the voice. Tania flicked her hair and jet black. "Ants can bite if they continue to be hurt, ma'am. So too with me. So, don't ever deal with me again." After saying the last sentence, a beautiful skinned woman like marble stepped into the headmaster's room.

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