Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
Arsenio's Birthday

A handsome man got out of the car, after making sure that his four-wheeled vehicle was neatly parked. This afternoon he plans to attend a reunion event held at a family restaurant. Although the restaurant is not luxurious, but in terms of taste is not inferior to five-star restaurants that are often visited by people with thick wallets.

Swinging his feet into the red-dominated room, the man turned left to look for his college friend first. He was upset when he did not find a single member of the committee responsible for the event. "So he said just come in later there is a committee that welcomes. The turn has come and no one is at all."

There was a sense of annoyance in the man because the information provided by one of his classmates was not so valid. The head felt dizzy when the noise, the cry of the little boy was earthy in the restaurant. Understandably, that day is Saturday and coincides with lunch hours until the atmosphere is crowded and not conducive.

Then, the man took out a mobile phone from inside his pants pocket and pressed someone's number. Just now that the phone connection was connected, the sound of someone's baritone was heard from behind. "Woy, what a dumbass here. Comein! Friends have been waiting inside," said the tall and burly man, patting the handsome man's shoulder, none other than his name ... Abraham.

Abraham turned to the source of the voice and found Indra standing valiantly behind him. Seringai sucks again he saw when he met his classmates first. "Long what? Lah wong I'm here waiting for one of the organizers who will take me to the table you have reserved," the man defended as he unsheathed a sharp look. He does not accept if accused of being a person who likes to rubber alias not on time.

Indra chuckled softly at the words of Abraham. Since long ago his classmates and close friends were always cold and impressed indifferent so no wonder until now he is still single even though his college friends have lived in a household.

"Yes, sorry. Earlier the event committee was busy preparing additional seats, incidentally more participants than targeted," Indra said giving reasons why no one committee welcomed his arrival. "Yes, rather than waiting for a long time it is better to join the others."

Meanwhile, in different places Arsenio looks so neat wearing a white shirt with a denim jacket combined with knee-length jeans. Today he will go to a restaurant with Tania and Surti, to celebrate his 6th birthday.

"Mama, let's go! I can't wait to eat fried chicken!" arsenio shouted while knocking on Tania's room door. The little boy seemed so excited because the time that the waiting day had finally arrived.

Surti who had dressed Arsenio tried to persuade her employer's son. "Patience, Den Arsen. Maybe Mama Aden is still changing clothes. We better wait on the sofa while playing lego," persuaded the woman in red uniform forward.

However, Surti's words seemed to be unable to stem the enthusiasm of the genius boy with hazel eyes. "Surti, if you want to sit on the couch, just sit down, don't bother me!" said the handsome boy with a sullen face. Both hands folded in front of the chest, lips pursed forward almost chasing his pointed nose.

Surti who was worried about being reprimanded Tania looked confused. The woman's face was deathly pale with an indecipherable look. "But, Den-"

"Ish, Madam Surti, just bother," complained Arsenio. Regardless of the words of his nanny, the tiny hand knocked on the door again impatiently. "Mama, let's go!"

Tania who had been daubing her face with a flawless makeup just showed a smile at the corner of her lips. Arsenio's impatient attitude reminded her of Xander, the man who once ruled all the thoughts and hearts of the woman.

"What the hell is it, you've been fighting all the time." Tania just came out of her room. Arsenio's mother looked so graceful wearing a milo dress with a V neck shaped chest. His long black and jet hair was left to be unraveled just like that.

Tania smiled happily because right at this date and hour, she gave birth to a smart, handsome and adorable child like Arsenio. Although her early pregnancy was faced with a difficult choice and many obstacles, but the proof is that she was able to get through it all aided by one of Tania's good-hearted neighbors like an angel.

"OK, Honey. Let's go!" tania was no less excited. He grasped the tiny fingers walking together out of the apartment building. While Surti still follows behind his employer and foster children are so adorable.

Not intermittently, the taxi stopped right in front of the restaurant Tania meant. He could have brought his beloved son to the restaurant wearing a motorbike he got from the company, but because today is a special day, of course, the woman wants to give something special for the fruits of her love with her ex-husband.

"Ye .. ye .. I want to eat fried chicken." Arsenio hummed all the way endlessly. The little boy's fingers never escaped the hands of his beloved mother.

Tania bent her body slightly, then confirmed Arsenio's hair that looked a little messy. "Arsen, honey, where are you going to sit?" tania asked as they arrived inside the restaurant. He bestows all decisions on the owner of wishes.

Arsenio seemed to circulate the view to all corners of the room. The atmosphere of the restaurant was quite crowded and the table in the place was almost all filled. "Ma, just outdoor. I think it would be fun to eat while looking at the fish there." The boy's hand pointed at one of the gazebos from the large glass window in front of it.

Out there are several gazebos, provided specifically for visitors who really want to feel the natural atmosphere mingle with nature. Although not wearing air conditioning or fans, the wind will still blow and provide coolness to restaurant visitors.

They sit at a table with green scenery and lots of trees to make outdoor seating more shady even though the sun is shining.

"What do you want to eat, honey?" tania asked after a servant handed her the menu book and gave her time to order.

Enthusiastically and eagerly Arsenio replied, "Fried chicken dong, Ma, lower thigh."

"Okay, ready!" So, Tania wrote Arsenio's order on a piece of white paper while waiting for Surti to choose the menu that the woman wanted to eat.

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