Me And My Genius Child
unforeseen

Nicolas' doctor performs a re-examination on Umi to ascertain how far the virus attacks the mother of his best friend.

"How's Nic,?" ask Yusuf.

"Virus was successfully held back by the herbs given by your son, but I don't know until when Harbal's potion like that can hold it" explained Nicolas.

"if so I will ask Abi to remake the herbal medicine at least for some time while I make Vasin for the Virus" Yusuf said.

Nicolas nodded in agreement with his best friend.

"if you want to rest, I can bring you a bed in this room." said Yusuf sambari smiling.

"No need for a mattress Yasuf enough soft sofa." said Nicolas while grinning.

"well, I'll make it ready for you soon" said Yusuf passed by leaving Nicolas with Umi in Marcello's Secret room.

Currently Umi Salamah already in his house, the hospital had not allowed patients to be brought crossbar, miski, will keep with his brain intelligence Yusuf managed to bring Umi salamah home on condition that it becomes undesirable thing the hospital does not want to be responsible.

the Padepokan Al Azam.

Mars is seen sitting on a chair on the terrace of Kyai Hasan's house.

"Son Mars, what's it like to live here?" kyai Hasan asked while putting two cups of coffee on the table and then he sat in the chair.

"of course Kyai place is very comfortable and beautiful there are still many trees here" replied Mars look enthusiastic.

"Thank God if Nak Mars likes it often come here" said Kyai Hasan.

"IsyaAllah pa Kyai, the children who are lodged here are also very friendly and polite" said Mars while seeing how many students Kyai Hasan friendly to him.

"indeed we have always as humans are friendly to respect each other politely and do not discriminate social status." said Kyai Hasan also stared at some santri

Mers was stunned to hear Kyai Hasan's answer in his heart he confirmed his speech.

"Oh yes Kyai how santri parents who ask for responsibility on this padepokan?" ask Mars curious.

" We give understanding and softly explain the beginning of the disaster to the point of being unhelpful, as our human being told the family of the victim could not resist his will. With a heavy heart the families of the victims can understand and accept." Kyai Hasan's story.

"go ahead if the problem can be solved in a family way" said Mars while looking at the rain stubs that wet the leaves and soil.

"Son Mars if I ask for your help are you willing?" kyai Hasan asked as she stared into the bead of Mars' eyes.

"IsyaAllah Kyai if I can petrify I will try." Mars without a doubt.

"Bagini son, I know you are not an ordinary young man, in your blood flows the blood of a victorious warrior in his mass" Kyai Hasan said.

Mars is not kanget what Kyai means blood of the grandfather who succeeded in his mass.

"You're right to Mars the blood of pangren diponogoro that flows in your veins" Kyai Hasan said as he sipped a black coffee in his glass.

Again Mars was surprised to find Kyai Hasan telling his words that he only said in his mind.

"Assalamulaikum." said Kyai Ahmad and Ustazd Akbar.

"Walaikumsalam." said the two men of different ages were in unison.

"This is Mars Khalin diponogoro the man I told you about with my brother" said Ustadz Akbar.

"Son Mars introduce me to Ahmad" said Kyai Ahmad kindly.

"Your aura is so strong, son, it looks like your kekek a table of your strength, I don't know what the purpose is." said Kyai Ahmad.

"honestly, I don't understand what I mean" Mars said, scratching his head without itching.

"that means I have to offer you the past." murmured Kyai Ahmad.

"What is your brother planning to make a Time machine?" ask Ustazd Akbar to address Kyai Ahmad.

"Do you remember the time Marcello made?" ask Kyai Hasan.

"Isn't the machine not finished perfectly and has never even been opened even though it's 90 percent" Kyai Hasan said.

"smart brains Abi Yusuf and Mars will be able to make a machine that time can be used" said Kyai Ahmad firmly.

"I don't understand." said Mars bangtung. "why go last pack?" continues asking.

"to unseal the seal that is embedded in you." - Kyai Hasan.

"So, you've met your guards who have been downhill" Kyai Hasan said.

"who's watchman? I'm getting confused to hear your explanation." said Mars while thinking.

the three religious leaders looked at each other and one of them said.

"Didn't you ever have a problem and then be helped by something unreasonable like a wild animal suddenly helping?" ask Ustazd Akbar while staring at Mars.

Mars seems to be remembering something in Massa.

"I once fell into a deep old well while learning to ride a bike, out of nowhere a wild animal helped me where it came from" Masr said, recalling the crowd.

"what animal asked?" kyai Hasan while staring at the afternoon sky.

"White dragon named bayura." said Mars etah why his brain ruled to pronounce the name Bayura.

"the day has started at dusk so we continue later our obrolam.let's go to Mars to pray in the mosque." invited Kyai Hasan.

"yes I will definitely come." said Mars enthusiastically.

The Willeam House.

"Marcella, I explained that I wanted to involve my son" Willem said.

"Defvan is like life to you and I don't like it." - Inner Marcella.

"i'll get you and your son to bend their knees in front of old grandfather." said Marcella treacherously.

"all right I won't involve him." said Marcella reassured.

"for you Yusuf I just wait for my surprise." Marcella's mind.

"what your brain thinks Marcella's not enough am I following your crazy idea of being an organ-selling agent" Willem said.

"hhhahahhahah, you also enjoy the results, Mr. Willem, do not be a saint." said marcella laughed discordantly.

"you want to shift the position of Mr. Adam instead of doing it now be the chairman of the world art association." said Marcella while looking at Willem's eyeballs.

"Where do you know?" willem asked surprised as he remembered he never told Marcella.

"hahhahahahhaha, just your little mass I can tell, what else is just that it's a very easy thing for me." arrogant Marcella.

"oh yes Mas I want to vacation in Korea for one month, you have to let me." ask Marcella force.

"what's there for?" ask willem.

"i want to open my beauty salon there!" marcella.

"it's up to you." said Willem.

"I'll use that time to get imprisoned." Marcella's mind.

Marcella got up from the couch and walked into her private room.

The Umi salamah house.

Abi dab Yusuf is making a thick medicine and a vaccine looks very serious no one talks only hands that keep moving calcifying various materials.