Genius Son My name is Aji
Elisa In Jeny's House

The atmosphere of papa Gilang's house, really changed to be more colorful. No longer the same as yesterday, when Aji was declared missing in a plane crash a few years ago.

There are reasons for people, who are in the big house papa Gilang smiled or laughed loosely. They no longer feel the same sadness and distress as before.

Just like this morning when Elisha just came out of his room. He who is accustomed to it, forgets that he is in the house of Jeny, which is certainly a lot of different habits with his daily life, as a whole Elisha.

"El, did you just take a shower, did you finish taking a shower?" yang Jeny, as soon as she saw her friend.

"Had finished the shower. Don't see if it's beautiful and fragrant" Elisha replied unconsciously, with what was happening to himself.

"Related?" jeny asked, holding back her strangely impressed smile.

"What the hell is Jen?" elisha was confused.

Of course Elisha felt strange, when he saw Vero and Biyan giggled amusedly looking at him as well. So did Mama Cilla, who had just come from the kitchen.

"El, where are you going?" ask mama Cilla.

"Follow breakfast Aunt. Was there no breakfast for me this morning?" elisha was confused. Especially when Jeny, Vero, and Biyan were laughing while glancing at him strangely.

"What the hell is Jen?" elisa also did not realize.

"There are many El. You want two or three portions of blind You also have," replied Mama Cilla, with a smile and a faint groan.

"What are they laughing at?" ask Elisha in my heart. He thought hard, to find the peculiarity that existed in himself at this moment.

"Yes greetings..."

Elisa, patting her own forehead when she just regained consciousness, if she still wears a bath kimono and hair that is rolled up and fitted with a head covering.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry El who likes to be unconscious!" elisha shouted, then immediately ran, returning to his own room.

"Haha...."

Jeny's laughter, Vero and Biyan, broke once Elisha escaped from before them all.

"Elisha... Elise..."

Mama Cilla, also joined the groan with an amused smile, seeing the behavior of her son's friend.

"Haha... Where did you get that friend from?" ask Vero, still with his laughter left behind.

"It's unclear how? Clearly, that was a very bad behavior. Hehehe.." replied Biyan, follow Elisha.

"He is that guy. But he doesn't like to be angry because he knows that he never pays attention to his surroundings. Duck cue he's got!" obviously Jeny, on the two twin sisters.

"What's wrong? I think papa listen from above. Cook his laugh so hard. What's up?" ask Papa Gilang, want to know what is going on with his children, and also his wife.

"It's okay Pa. That was, Elisha came out of the room, still not changed clothes and still wearing a bath kimono," explained Mama Cilla, answering a question from her own husband.

"Oh, Elisha. Funny for his son? But we should thank him. Because he wants to do what we want. And she should be able to act so you know Jen. Well, even though he can't completely be you either, with all his habits and traits that are very different from yours. But, how can you guys be good friends, but far different?"

"Yes, that's Pa. Instead We complement each other, despite many quarrels and debates, all just fleeting and do not enter the heart. So take it easy" replied Jeny, explaining her friendship with Elisha.

"Nothing Pa, it's his own office" Biyan commented, with what her father had said.

"The office itself must also remain disciplined. A lot of work piled up and neglected, if Papa does not enter also Biyan."

"Papa's employee does exist?" biyan asked confusedly.

"Yes there. But not everyone can change Papa's job. Especially if it is related to contract and financial signatures. They have nothing to change" replied Papa Gilang, explaining to his children, especially to Biyan.

Biyan nodded in understanding with what her papa explained.

"Come on, breakfast is ready!" call Mama Cilla, from the dining table.

Everyone who was sitting in the living room, stood up and walked towards the dining table. All of them, will soon have breakfast, then continue their respective activities.

"I'm sorry.morning Aunt, mornin' Om. Morning everyone!"

Elisha, coming from the direction of his room, and greeting everyone. Now he was neat and no longer looked like that.

Biyan and Vero, looking at her brother's friend, Jeny, were smiling amusedly, recalling the incident. Mama Cilla and papa Gilang, smiling happy to see Elisha who looks fine, are in this house.

"For Elisha. Come sit down, come have breakfast," asked Mama Cilla, pointing to the chair next to Jeny.

"Thank you Auntie" Elisha replied, with a smile that felt awkward. He was not used to breakfast with rice. And now, there's only rice and some side dishes.

"Jen. I'm not used to breakfast with rice" whispered Elisa hesitantly, to Jeny.

"Huh, sure? so all this time you never have breakfast that you can't eat rice in the morning?" jeny asked confused, with the habits of his friend.

Elisha nodded for sure. He could not eat rice in the morning, because, his small stomach, will feel full and can cause stomach pain. How odd?

"You're Indonesian, aren't you, Java again? what do you eat in the morning?" jeny asked in surprise, whispering.

"If at home most bread equals milk, or banana, or lime," answered Elisha, grinning the horse.

"Tempe kemulan, what is it?" jeny was confused. He did not know, the name of the food of the various regions. Moreover, he had just heard, the name of the type of food that Elisha mentioned earlier.

"Mendoan," answered Elisha giggled amusedly, hearing his own answer.

"Huh..the bottom of you!" What's up, Jen?" asked Mama Cilla, because she heard a small debate between her son, Jeny and Elisha.

"Nothing Auntie," answered Elisha, with an anxious face and even.

"This is Ma, Elisha is not used to eating rice in the morning" replied Jeny, telling her mother.

"Keep breakfast with what?" ask Mama Cilla and papa Gilang together.

"Tempe kemulan," replied Jeny, with a big smile.

"Tempe moon?"

Biyan, Vero, mama Cilla and papa Gilang, along with saying the same question, in the name of the food mentioned by Jeny earlier.