Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
The Game Will Begin Soon

Riding on the mama's matic motorbike, Arsenio looked happy. Sumringah's face was accompanied by babbles that continued to be spoken all the way to the school. Despite living a simple life without luxurious facilities like his other school friends, not necessarily make a five-year-old boy feel inferior or humble because from a young age he has been trained to live concerned without ever raising his head up.

"Remember, Arsen, Mama didn't want it to happen three days ago. It's enough that you make a mistake and never repeat it again, okay?" tania's message to her beloved son. As a result of a fight that occurred some time ago, Arsenio received a punishment from the headmaster. The adorable handsome boy was not allowed to go to school for three days, while Haikal was given a seven-day suspension for being found guilty.

Arsenio said in a loud voice because they are currently on a motorcycle that is traveling at a speed of 60 KM/h. "Yes. Mama take it easy, I won't repeat it 'tap it a second time."

Tania smiled broadly upon hearing the reply from the prince. "It's good to study diligently so that your life will be more fortunate than your mother, son."

All parents in any part of the world would want the fruit of their love to get a decent life without the slightest lack. Likewise with Tania Maharani, a young woman who has to struggle alone raising will be a favorite without the help of anyone. Trouble slamming the bones to provide a bright future for your beloved child. He wants Arsenio to grow up to be a smart child and proud parents.

When the two-wheeled vehicle stopped in front of the school, all eyes were fixed on it with a hard-to-understand look. Some of the guardians whispered when they saw Tania helping Arsenio get off the bike.

"Ooh .. so it's the mother of the bad boy who had beaten his son Jeng Sandra, anyway. Ck! It looks beautiful but it's a pity .. cheap."

"really. If it is not cheap it is possible to get pregnant out of wedlock," said another.

They continued to whisper regardless of whether Tania and Arsenio heard it or not.

Arsenio's hand to the entrance of the school. Climbing five steps, approached a female teacher wearing a pink hijab. "Bu Anisa, I'm Arsenio. If there is a problem like three days ago, do not hesitate to tell me," Tania pinta meant it. He always greeted the homeroom teacher Arsenio every time he delivered a favorite child before leaving for work.

"Okay, Ms. Tania." Anisa smiled kindly even though three days ago was upset because Arsenio's behavior was considered too barbaric to cause her classmates to be treated at the school clinic.

Bending half the body, then justifying Arsenio's slightly messy hair due to wearing a helmet while driving. "Arsen, come in and sit down sweetly. Obey your teacher and do not troublemaker!" Tania unceasingly warns the child not to repeat the same mistake.

Pecking the top of Arsenio's head and her son's cheeks in love. "Be a successful man who boasts of Mama, son." Eyelids begin to glaze over. Lips tremble violently when saying the last sentence.

"I'll definitely be proud of Mama. Trust me, Ma," Arsenio hugged and kissed Tania on the cheek and entered the classroom. He sat down in a chair, among other friends.

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After two weeks passed, from the events that shocked the school, Haikal finally returned to study at the school where Arsenio also attended. Got three stitches in the corner of the lip and bruised due to Arsenio's blow, now the condition of the body of a big boy gradually improved. Although he got a hard blow but did not make the boy deterred, he even more grudge against the figure of a small boy with a half-bule face.

"Hey, bastard! This is our place. Move there, don't bother us!" haikal cogak. Scrambled his waist as if he was the ruler of that school.

"But these chairs and tables we used to use when studying at school. Your armpits and the twins are there. So, you're the ones who should move." Ayra said as she pointed at the three empty tables near the entrance of the classroom.

"Basic chatty! Noisy you!" haikal Spray.

"You?" Ayra was already visibly upset that again and again Haikal was a snob in that class.

Arsenio said softly, "Already, it's okay. We can still sit in that chair. Come on, sit down now before Miss Anisa comes."

Ayra sneered and rolled her eyes lazily. "Sok hotshot! Being beaten up by Arsen was crying," said the little boy with narrow eyes. The voice was soft but still could be heard by Haikal.

"Shoppers!" haikal was upset.

Standing tall, valiant, Haikal exclaimed in a high tone of voice. "Based on bastard son, no father! You bribe how many of your squinty friends are into hating me!"

Arsenio turned her head and looked sharply at Haikal. His gaze signified that anger.

"Oh, what a pity! Arsenio doesn't have Papa!" haikal laughs with his two friends.

Haikal approaches Arsenio. Smirked as if he was mocking a classmate. "Come, if you dare to fight me! This time you must have lost, Arsen!" challenge the boy.

Arsenio's tiny hands clenched beside the body. The chest began to flower and wanted to beat Haikal's mouth to stop the chatter. However, he recalled his mother's advice not to fight at school.

"Exit Haikal! I don't want to fight with you." Arsenio clasped Ayra's hand to a table complete with her chair.

"Based coward! Scary scoundrel!" Haikal continued to insult Arsenio with harsh words to make all the classmates look cengo at him.

"Basic son of ha-"

Not yet finished Haikal spoke, the voice of someone interrupting the boy's words.

"Haikal Ramadan!" exclaimed Anisa loudly and firmly to make the owner of the name surprised almost make his eyeballs dislodged from its place.

Step forward and advise. "Don't throw a tantrum at school if you don't want to be suspended again like here! Sit down sweetly and don't bother Arsenio or Ayra."

Snorted in annoyance while stomping his feet on the floor. "Review you, Arsen!"

Hours of rest also rang, all school students rushed out of class. Some go to the cafeteria, buy food or drinks to prop up the stomach and some go to the park, eating provisions from their parents.

"Arsen, we're going to yuk's garden! I brought a lot of cake made by Mama." The beautiful oriental-faced girl stood beside the table of the friend.

Arsenio who was entering the stationery took a quick glance, then busied herself again. "You just go with the other friends. I still have important business to do."

"What business?" ask Ayra curiously.

Look sharply at the friend. "You don't need to know. Already there, go with Lulu and Lili alone!"

"But ...."

Arsenio got up then pushed softly Ayra's tiny body. "Go, Ayra. It's a secret and you can't know."

Ayra's lips bent forward a few centi forward. Although upset but he followed Arsenio's request.

Now, Arsenio is alone in the classroom. Spreading his gaze around, a pair of hazel eyes caught a surveillance camera in the corner of the room just above the teacher's desk.

Smiling smirk and saying, "The game is about to start."

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