Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
Requesting Explanation

Tania arranged a plate containing fried rice eggs of beef eyes complete with sausages that were split into four parts resembling flowers. It was one of Arsenio's favorite foods after spaghetti and chocolate-flavored milk. While Arsenio was sitting on a hairy carpet while watching Doraemon cartoons. The little boy's hand held a plastic plate filled with fresh fruits that had been previously washed and cut into small pieces by Surti.

While everyone was busy doing their own activities, the sound of the doorbell filled the corner of the room. Suddenly, all the residents of the apartment turned to the source of the sound.

Seeing that Tania and Surti were busy preparing breakfast, Arsenio could not bear to. Then he said, "Let me open the door. Mama and Mama Surti, continue to work." The little six-year-old boy immediately got up, then walked towards the door leaf.

Slightly on his tiptoes, Arsenio reached out to the front and then turned the door handle. "Grandfather Jo?" exclaimed the little boy with both eyes sparkling happily.

Every time he met his father, Arsenio seemed enthusiastic. Maybe he knew that Jonathan was so sincere and willing to accept Tania even though the woman's background was unclear.

A smile expands at the corner of Jonathan's lips as his tail catches the figure of a child who is none other than his own biological grandson.

Jonathan bent his body slightly, then gently rubbed the top of Arsenio's head. "Hello, Honey. Is Grandpa bothering you?" he said stale. Not wanting to convey the meaning of his arrival to Tania's residence.

Arsenio. "No, Cake. I'm just watching TV waiting for Mama to cook" he replied innocently. "Oh yeah, Grandpa what's the need to come to my house? Do you want to talk about my latest version of antivirus?"

Jonathan chuckled softly at Arsenio's words. It is very understandable why genius children always discuss about viruses, antivirus and hackers because every time they meet often they do discuss about work.

"Grandfather came here because he wanted to meet your mother. Is your Mama inside?" Looking at the beautiful hazel eyes ahead. There was a sense of haru mixed happily when the look of their eyes clashed with each other.

Jonathan is moved because Xander, his stupid son can make dough so perfect like Arsenio that the hacker Little B is able to help his company free from bankruptcy. Happy because finally the strand of do'a that he always offered to God, finally granted. His dream to be able to play, spend the rest of the time before the death to pick up can be realized. He can play as much as Arsenio-the genius boy, the creator of the virus I hate You, Dad and the maker of antivirus but I Miss You.

Handsome face features, no less handsome than Xander. Thick and beautifully curved eyebrows over a pair of beautiful hazel eyes. His nose is sharp, looks harmonious with a natural pink lip line. The lentic eyelashes and the white skin are clean like cotton. Arsenio seemed so perfect because she inherited the gene from both her parents.

"Ooh ... Grandpa wants to see Mama." Arsenio mangosteen looks. "Come, Cake, please come in. I'll call you Mama." Arsenio opened the brown door wide open. She shifted her body slightly to the side to let Jonathan into her apartment.

After Jonathan entered, Arsenio ran away leaving the grandfather still standing in the doorway.

Jonathan looked patiently waiting as he stood in front of the door. Although the apartment where he was based is currently the residence of his former daughter-in-law and the relationship between the owners of the V Pramono Group and Tania company is quite close, but Jonathan had the courtesy not to go in just like that before meeting the host.

"Mama." Arsenio rushed over to Tania who had just released an apron.

Seeing the beloved child running towards her, Tania rushed to stretch both hands to the right and left sides. "What's wrong, honey, how come you're yelling?" asked the woman while hugging Arsenio's body.

Still in Tania's arms, Arsenio looked up her head. Beautiful eyeballs like Xander staring fixed chocolate iris belongs to the mother. "Mama in front is Grandpa Jonathan. He said he wanted to see Mama."

Narrowing her eyebrows, Tania's brain thought there was no matter whether her former father-in-law came to see her on Sunday? Then know where Tania's current residence address is? To be sure no one knows his current address other than ... Joanna. Maybe it was his coworker who told Jonathan?

Although the mother did not say why she was told to go into the room, Arsenio still obeyed Tania's orders.

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"Mr Jonathan? Sorry for waiting too long. I had just finished cooking" Tania said kindly after meeting her former father-in-law.

Jonathan rubbed his neck reflexively. Feeling guilty about meeting at the wrong time. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you and Arsenio had just had breakfast" he said regretfully.

The wall clock at Tania's residence showed eight hours and thirty minutes. Jonathan thinks that Tania and her beloved granddaughter have breakfast, but apparently her beloved ex-daughter-in-law has just finished cooking. They should have eaten the dish while it was warm but Jonathan's presence ruined it all.

"No problem. Come, please sit." Tania's hand pointed at a sofa that was in the middle of the room. Although blocked by a bookcase that is used as a partition between the front and the family room, Joanthan can clearly see the situation in the residence Tania. It looks neater even though all the furniture in the apartment is not luxurious when compared to a magnificent two-story house in modern European style.

After they all sat facing each other, Tania opened her voice. "Sorry, Mr. Jonathan. If you may know what you need to go to my hut? Do you want to discuss work?" ask the woman a little suspiciously.

Jonathan took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. The middle-aged man tried to calm himself which from then on seemed so tense.

"It's not about work but about Arsenio's true identity."

Instantly Tania's body froze in place. The woman's eyeballs widened perfectly as if to be dislodged from its place. The pulsation of the heart is irregular followed by cold sweat appears on the forehead. Negative thoughts sprang up in Tania's mind.

Does Jonathan know that Arsenio is Xander's son? Does the client intend to seize Arsenio after knowing the truth that has been hidden for six years? That's what's on that pretty woman's head.

Tania's agitated movements caught on Jonathan's tail. "I already know everything, Tania, that Arsenio is the fruit of your love for my foolish son. However, I would like to hear it directly from your own lips is Arsenio the blood of Xander's flesh, or isn't it?"

Tania's fingers squeezed the edge of her current seating sofa very tightly. The woman's mind was empty, her intelligent brain was suddenly dead-end unable to think clearly. Don't know what to answer. All of this was too sudden to make him have no preparations whatsoever.

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Visual Arsenio