Genius Son My name is Aji
Dad's Getting Sick

In a house that is not too big.

The lights that have been turned on still can not illuminate the entire room of the house perfectly.

"Basically useless men!" The voice of a woman who was cursing was so clearly heard.

"When are you healed? You old jackass!" The cursing sound was still heard in the company with the sound of something breaking.

And prang!!!

Geck... Geck...Geck!

Faintly, the sound of the door being knocked from outside by someone.

"Well! Who's coming in these nights!"

Lazily the person who was cursing earlier walked towards the door. Before opening the door, he peeked out from behind the curtains. After finding out who had come, he quickly opened the door of the house.

Chequek!

"God! The child does not know himself. Why just come home? Look, your useless father is getting more and more troublesome!"

"Sorry Mom. I was overtime in the store. So it's kind of night home." The voice of the girl apologized for the delay.

"Yes already. Take care of it your father. I'm gonna go for a second!"

After a few minutes, the house became quiet without any more noise.

"Cilla's... I'm sorry son!"

The girl called by the name of Cilla smiled towards the voice. That's his father's voice. Wildan Bayu's. A former successful contractor who is broke by having a wife who likes to gamble. Dian Anita's. The woman who cursed herself.

Wildan Bayu who is a wealthy widower and has a daughter is certainly an easy target for women who dream of a good life. With all the drama finally Wildan Bayu managed to marry Dian Anita. A hairdresser at a beauty salon where Bayu used to trim his hair.

Dian who is young and beautiful certainly wants a lot. Whatever he wants must be fulfilled immediately. Long ago, Bayu who was a rich contractor became poor and sickly. His wealth was gradually depleted for medical expenses and the will of his young wife, Dian Anita.

The house is large and luxurious, must be sold to cover the needs of life. Now they must be willing to occupy a small rented house on the edge of the city away from the crowd.

Of course this makes Dian more and more behavior. Anything can make him angry and keep on cursing. Like tonight, Dian who has an appointment with her friend, must be late because Cilla who came home late.

"Dad, how's it going, it's getting a little good?" Cilla distracts her father with her question.

"Dad doesn't know Cilla. Why is my body getting weaker every day. Like there's no energy."

The father answered his son's question, in a weak voice. Cilla became sad and wanted to cry, seeing her father's situation that had not changed at all.

"Dad is patient! Later if Cilla payday, we go to the hospital. Let me get a specialist."

Cilla comforted her father not to feel guilty continuously, with the current state of his family.

"If you don't marry your mother, we can still live like we used to."

Father said with a trembling voice. His eyes also glazed back to the life that used to be before Dian Anita. His wife was young and turned out to be a gambler.

Cilla nodded weakly. In fact, he also felt sad and guilty. His father married Dian, due to a request from him. In the past, Dian looked loving and also considerate. Cilla fell in love with her stepmother. Moreover, Dian is good at taking the heart of Cilla, who really misses the figure of a mother. Cilla lived in her mother's house from the time she was seven. Today, Cilla is only eighteen years old.

"Well, don't blame yourself. It's also Cilla's fault for forcing me first."

Cilla hugged her father, who was increasingly looking weak. His father could not do his usual activities, just like before, while still healthy. That was why, her stepmother was often angry. What else since the existing savings, used up for daily needs and also seek treatment of his father. Cilla also had to drop out of school to save on expenses and expenses. And now Cilla has to work in a clothing store, to be able to meet the needs of their family.

"If you are healthy. You don't have to work and can continue your school Cilla. Uhuk..." Dad coughed while holding his chest which was painful.

"Already well. It's been. Don't blame yourself, Dad. It's all been happening. Whatever it is, we have to be strong to get through all this. I hope you will soon be aware too."

*****

Late nights increasingly seem lonely in this densely populated village. Villages in this suburban area are indeed many types. There are all kinds of professions.

Dor... Dor... Dor's!

Dor... Dor... Dor's!

The door of the old house was violently pounded from the outside. Cilla who just wanted to fall asleep had to get up and open the door if she did not want the door to collapse.

"Yes Mom. A minute!" Cilla stepped up quickly to get to the door.

Dor... Dor... Dor's!

"Hurry open or the door will break this!"

Cilla's mother screamed from outside. He didn't hear Cilla was up.

"Heh. Budek yeah!" Shouted stepmother Cilla cursing.

Cilla who opened the door looked deathly pale due to the anger of her stepmother. Cilla immediately ran towards the kitchen to fetch some drinking water.

"Drink first, ma'am!" Cilla offered a glass of water to her mother.

Prangs... Plaque!

The broken glass was scattered because it was thrown away by his mother. Even one slap landed perfectly on Cilla's left cheek.

"Basic useless child! Just like his father who is like a corpse!"

Dian Anita is a young woman who used to live a good life without much work. He used to work in a beauty salon also gave many tips. Not long after, he was proposed by Wildan Bayu. Although Wildan Bayu is a one-child widower, he still looks young, and most importantly rich.

Wildan Bayu, a widower, was a successful contractor. His wife died when his son was seven years old, and did not want to get married if the child did not like his mother-to-be, aka Wildan Bayu's future wife.

Coincidentally, Dian Anita is good at acting. He could easily captivate Cilla Andini, the son of Wildan Bayu, who was less than ten years old. With all the drama such as soap operas on television, Dian finally managed to also marry Wildan Bayu. His dream was realized, becoming a rich young mistress without having to bother working hard.

In the early years of marriage, everything was fine. The affection that Dian gave was still so clearly visible. Wildan and Cilla are certainly very happy and grateful to get a good surrogate mother and unlike most stories that are usually in novels or television screens.

But, one that they are not both aware of directly is, the habits of Dian who is a gambler and of course gambling habits accompanied by alcoholic drinks.

Dian also refused when asked to get pregnant by her husband, Wildan. He reasoned that having a child would make Cilla jealous because of her love shared with her sister.

Wildan could only justify his wife's reasons without first seeking the truth. He did not want if Cilla neglected when that is not the real reason Dian Anita, his wife.

"Cilla's... Cilla's..."

The soft voice was heard again. Cilla immediately came to her father's room.

"Yes yeah. What do you need?" ask Cilla slowly. He did not want his voice to disturb his stepmother who had just come and got drunk. Maybe I just fell asleep now.

"Your mom just got home? Drunk again?" ask Cilla's father.

Cilla nodded slowly. He did not want to make a sound so that his father also understood his silent intentions.

"Why did we become like this Cilla. I don't know what's wrong with you, so we're in the line of destiny right now."

Wildan Bayu seemed to protest at the path of destiny that he went through at this time. Her tears fell down as usual if she was in her current state. Feeling useless and helpless.

Cilla hugged her father in tears as well. He was not crying because of his father's words, but he was crying over his weakness and helplessness to look after and take care of his father, because he was forced to work if he still wanted to survive..