Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
Arsenio is my son?

Xander opened the envelope and took out the contents. That instant also the man's eyes were wide. The breath stopped for a few seconds. The man's lips opened without him noticing.

"Pa .. this?" stuttering Xander while reading the contents of a certificate stating that Arsenio is the son of young master Vincent Pramono. "W-how did it happen? I-i ...."

The hazel-eyed man with a height of about 180 cm was unable to finish his sentence. The man's tongue suddenly felt so faint that it made him speechless. Indeed, he did not expect that the six-year-old little boy he had met in the toilet some time ago was his own flesh and blood, the fruit of his love with Tania Maharani.

Jonathan leaned his back against the back of the sofa. Both hands folded in front of the chest, looking cynically at the child. "Basic stupid! Of course it can happen during marriage with Tania, you never even touched your wife, hem?" said cynical. "The presence of a child in this world certainly has a role from both parents. If not, how could they suddenly be present and born to this earth."

Still with a blank look, Xander looked at Jonathan. "Where did you get this information? Did Papa secretly order someone to investigate the little boy?" tanyanya. Until this moment he did not know how Jonathan could get a sample of Arsenio, then match him. It is still a mystery to Alexander Vincent Pramono.

Jonathan grinned. The right lip is raised upwards. "Indeed, Papa secretly took Arsenio's strands of hair without being noticed by anyone including the genius boy. Papa used the moment when he came to the company. When the opportunity arises, Papa launches into action and gives the sample to your personal assistant to send it to the hospital laboratory. Both samples are matched and as a result, you can read for yourself. 99% state that you both have a match."

Xander stared at the nanar on the white piece of paper in his hand. He read the report again. The writing at the bottom was quite eye-catching.

Holding back the thump of haru and a sense of regret returned to the deepest recesses of his heart. "So when I dropped my talaq on her, Tania was pregnant with the fruit of our love?"

Jonathan nodded steadily. "Yes!"

"Why shouldn't Tania ever tell me about her pregnancy? Why does he seem to want to hide the truth that there's an Arsenio among us, Pa?" Xander looked at Jonathan. There was a crystal swirl in the corner of the man's eye. The heart seemed to be crushed by invisible hands when imagining how difficult Tania raised Arsenio alone in a weak state of helplessness.

The sound of rough breathing came from Jonathan. The middle-aged man confirmed his sitting position to be upright. "If that's the case, Papa can't answer. That's not all Papa's realm, son."

The mood suddenly quiet. None of them opened their voices. Xander seemed to be trying to digest all the events he had just experienced, while Jonathan only noticed the movements of his child.

As a father, Jonathan is concerned about Xander's marriage, which was destroyed by Miranda's interference. However, he was also quite disappointed by Xander's attitude that was too rash to make decisions unilaterally in the midst of emotions.

Xander raised his head very slowly. Little by little his face was facing across.

"Then, what should I do now, Pa? I feel like a jerk who can't take responsibility for the baby in Tania's womb. I'm .. sorry I treated Tania unfairly." Xander's voice choked as if there was a cactus in his throat. The chest feels tight as if the air around is unable to provide oxygen supply to the lungs.

Take a deep breath. Jonathan turned his attention to just about anywhere. The man couldn't look Xander in the eye, who was emitting a great regret for wasting such a kind, loyal and loving woman as Tania.

"Papa's advice, you'd better meet Tania and speak with four eyes. Solve your problems both to the end. Papa doesn't want your problems to drag on until it makes misunderstandings between the three of you more complicated."

Crinkling both eyebrows, staring at the question mark across there. "Third? What do you mean, who? It's not just me and Tania, it's just, Pa?"

Shaking his head as he replied, "You're wrong, son. Besides you there's one more person who misunderstood what happened six years ago." Jonathan paused for a moment his sentence. It was hard to tell Xander who that person was. "The person is ... Arsenio, your own son."

Suddenly, Xander's eyes widened perfectly when he heard the papa's answer. "Why can Arsenio get involved in our problems? Isn't he still a child, can't yet reason what problems afflict adults?"

Jonathan chuckled softly. He looked back at Xander's handsome face with a mocking look. "city ... Xander .. apparently you do not know if Arsenio is a genius boy. Your child was born with intelligence above the average child his age. He can figure out what's going on between you and Tania."

"Did you know your son was a hacker? Someone who has corrupted company data some time ago. He also sent me a virus that made me pull back the baton I gave you" Jonathan continued.

More astonished Xander heard that Arsenio is a hacker who once gave an exciting show when he was still the CEO of the company.

"My grandson wants to teach me a lesson because you've made Tania's life suffer. A lot of bad things happened to my former favorite daughter-in-law after your divorce. Therefore, Arsenio decided to use her intelligence and opportunity to make you feel what it was like to have a hard time. Although not comparable, but at least quite frustrating."

The two corners of Jonathan were drawn upwards as he recalled his conversation with Tania. The former son-in-law told the reason why Arsenio to make the V Pramono Group company had suffered losses due to the rampage of the virus created by a handsome hazel-eyed boy. All of that was done solely because Arsenio was furious about Xander's happy attitude over the suffering of others.

In fact, Xander has never been happy since her divorce from Tania. For a thirty-year-old man, Xander's only source of happiness is Tania.

***

Arsenio had just come out of the room followed by Surti who was following behind the child's body. Spreading his gaze across the room as if he was looking for something.

"Where's Grandpa Jo? Why is there only Mama sitting alone?" A handsome six-year-old boy walked over to Tania.

Tania spread out both hands, welcoming the arrival of her beloved son. He caresses Arsenio's head while kissing her lovingly. "Grandpa Jo has to go home, honey. There's still business to be done. However, Grandpa Jo left your greetings and apologized for not being able to say goodbye to you."

A look of sadness was reflected in Arsenio's eyes. A little disappointed because his hopes of playing with his grandfather were lost. He thought he could get Jonathan to play robots together in the room, but apparently Jonathan had left the apartment unit he had rented.

Tania's eyes caught how sad Arsenio was. Then, he cupped his son's face with both hands. "Next time you can meet Grandpa Jo at the company. But remember, you have to ask permission before you go there. Although you have an access card that can be used at any time, but Mama does not want your presence to interfere with Grandpa Jo's work. Understood?"

The gray clouds that had perched on Arsenio's face had disappeared slowly, replaced by a glimmer of light emanating on her beautiful face.

"Understand, Ma! I promise I will not repeat the same mistake" Arsenio said confidently, without any lies. "I'm swear!" Arsenio's thumb and middle finger rose into the air, forming the letter V.

Tania carried Arsenio's body in an embrace. Clutching her tightly as if afraid of losing the jewel of her heart.

Had thought about losing Arsenio after the identity of the little boy known Jonathan. However, apparently the former in-laws had no intention at all to seize custody of Arsenio and take away his beloved son even though Vincent Pramono's family was entitled to the child, but Jonathan did not do it all. American men are aware that Arsenio still desperately needs the presence of Tania as her biological mother.

The owner of narrow eyes and fair skin like marble stared cynically at Surti. "And you, Sister Surti. Never obey Arsen's request again! This time I forgive you, but in the future I hope this does not happen again."

Surti grinned while scratching his head that did not feel itchy. "Yes, Ms. Tania. I promise I won't do it again."

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After talking to Xander, Jonathan decides to go home. Now it's time to teach Miranda a lesson so that she stops the nature that sometimes compares to others.

"Hopefully by this you realize that not forever the wealth will give us happiness, Ma."

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