My Smart Baby Boy's
Tired is not Hated

Days change weeks and weeks, after Anita's stay at Reno's residence with Arga. The boy with above-average brain intelligence was already running a job according to agreement, without forgetting about his own work.

Anita was busy with the field she was in, had a cake shop, although not always visited every day. Anita builds it so that not only Arga works, although the money used for capital is Arga's, but Anita insults it without the knowledge of the child.

It was the result of Arga's hard work, even though it had been given whole to him. Anita does not want to use the money from her son's sweat just like that, she saves for Arga's life in the future.

In the days of living in the Reno residence, the man did not stop showing the possessiveness that Anita considered to cross the normal line. Who contacts, where to go and with whom, can not be separated from a series of questions like a train.

In fact, Reno assigns a special bodyguard to follow Anita wherever she goes, reporting everything without anything to hide or self as a bet. Of course what is done, unknown to women who are reluctant to use the facilities provided by Reno.

Occasionally come to his house to clean and let the sunshine fill the house, Anita also took a private vehicle used with Arga without wanting to depend on anyone—, especially men who almost every day make Arga sick of his behavior.

Just like today, the boy was made to get fed up uncontrollably with the behavior of the man/was in a working room with him. Arga never wanted to go to the company and do everything at home, but it is different from today because he had to lead a meeting for a new breakthrough game developed.

“Give me the report I requested after lunch!” reno said, toward someone who was behind several computers that lit up together.

There's no answer, because Arga's using earphones now. He played his fingers over the keyboard, staring at the several computers in front of him alternately.

Reno stood up and walked over to the workbench that was purposely prepared for Arga in the same room. Looking at the ears with white earphones, Reno was interesting. Instantly the gaze was given by Arga, her concentration was scrapped without waiting for later.

“You didn't hear me?!” firmly Reno.

“I never want to listen, You!” cynical Arga glanced.

Reno took a breath, throwing it rough. The palms rest on the table, bowing and staring intently. “Give me the report I requested, after lunch!” reno.

Answer not given by someone wearing black— favorite color Arga. Hand grabbed a black map with a company logo in gold adorned, placing it right between the pedestals of Reno's hand. “No need to wait!” press Arga.

Reno opened the map, it was the report she requested this morning. But, how the report can be quickly resolved, even though Arga does not seem to work at all. Let alone doing, he did not even seem to care about his orders being given.

“You made up all this?! You think ... This is a language lesson where you can make free?!” glaring at Reno, not reading and just flipping through every sheet.

“I never went to school, where do I know about writing lessons? Just read it,” relax Arga.

“You never went to school?” I can't believe a man is standing in front of a desk.

“I don't have a birth certificate, nor am I accepted by some schools. Wh why? Does it matter?” relax back the boy with a look towards the computer.

“I'm sorry, just continue your date. I've had enough of it, and will continue this elsewhere!” followup.

Reno was silent, she stared at the boy who stood up immediately after releasing the flash. Too lazy for Arga to be in the same room as the man who continues to be with women.

That also makes Arga very fed up with him, adult behavior between two people of the opposite sex, increasingly makes him tight and want to curse hard.

“Find out which schools have rejected Arga! now!” reno orders a beautiful woman dressed in nude brown work clothes.

He came out following Arga, without waiting for an answer to the orders given. Asking the clerk where the boy was, Reno headed straight to the room Arga had just entered.

The honesty of the self that never went to school, about a birth certificate, made him uncomfortable at all.

Opening a glass door, go inside without knocking first or just asking for permission. Arga, who was turning on a computer behind a desk, gave a quick glance.

It was another employee's room, the employee who had left immediately knew that his superior had come inside. Reno never used the word when she wanted to chase away, her gaze had already explained enough of her wish.

“You hate me?” ask Reno without further ado.

“For what? Mama always said, if we can't hate anyone, even if it's the meanest person in the world.” Arga answered with calmness. “I'm just fed up, not hate.”

"I wish I could get out of the house, you. Please put a bodyguard in the house to monitor, but I don't want to stay in your house anymore. I don't want my mom to continue to be hurt" Arga said again, the seriousness of the calmness of her face.

Reno lowered her gaze, oxygen was inhaled very much and wet her lips. "I can't let you go" Reno replied as she let out a long breath slowly.

"Because you love my mama, or because you want to avenge what happened ten years ago?" the boy asked a lot about what had happened.

"Because you're my son," Inner Reno.

Only able to say with heart, Reno silent a thousand languages. What will he answer? admit Arga as a child, or did he want to return the pain of Anita who had left him just like that?

A small piece of paper with a strand of hair stuck on top of Anita's photo, was given by Reno that day to her secretary. The truth of suspicion, must be proved immediately without waiting for more time.

Yes, it is true that Arga is his biological son. The same boy who accidentally put his own hair strands on the photo of the mother. At that time, he was left in the workspace. Tracing the large space, then stopped on a neatly arranged bookcase not far from Reno's desk.

Both of his eyes were centered on a black book, where the tip of the photo came out of the book. Arga grabbed him, not really surprised when he saw the beautiful face of the woman who had raised him.

Arga had heard of Reno, the man who had stopped for a moment in his mother's life. Try to find out secretly, using his skills in playing computer. He bagged some information, until the question of who his father was thrown and hoped for honesty in the explanation. But, Nihil!

A hair strand is deliberately placed, writing a sentence to run a DNA test if there is already a suspicion of teasing. Instantly the rude man was shrouded in anger, contacting Lisa—the secretary who often came out of his room every morning.

No need to wait a long time for a result, the power mixed can make anything run faster than the movement of the wind. The results were obtained without waiting for the count of the day, answering all suspicions was never wrong.