Genius Son My name is Aji
Different Circumstances

The mansion of the palace bam belonging to the great lord Sangkoer Singh, still looked crowded. Maybe because there are some people who still do not sleep, even though the day is already early in the morning. They still did not sleep because they wanted to welcome the arrival of Aji and Elisha.

Elisha, amazed when he saw the beauty of the house in front of his eyes. He saw not a house, but a duplicate of the palace that he often saw in the stories of princesses and kings.

The building is artistic and typical of India, very thick. The Taj Mahal's signature carving ornaments were copied to the palace of the great lord Sangkoer Singh. Truly like in a dream world, Elisha could be in front of the house of the adoptive father of her husband, Aji.

"Sister, is this really home?" asked Elisha, who was still amazed by the beauty of the house.

"Yes, this is home. If the people now, more familiar with the mansion. Only, the mansion is more synonymous with modern buildings. You know, some of the houses in Jakarta belong to politicians and businessmen, also many like this. Papa Gilang, it can't be compared to them if the price of his house can be worth hundreds of billions."

Elisha was astonished when he heard her husband's words. He who still thinks innocently about wealth, never imagined, if the rich will compete, to build a house with such a high price. He also could not imagine and calculate, how much money it would be if it was in front of his eyes right now.

Click!

The car door opens automatically. There was a waiter who greeted him, as soon as the car door opened. They even carry necklaces from garlands. Elisha, so feel like guests of honor, or emissaries of state.

"Down," Aji asked, extending his hand to hold Elisha's hand.

Elisa according. He went down with Aji. Although his body felt tired and a little sleepy, but it felt gone once he arrived in front of this house.

"Welcome my son Aji, and my daughter-in-law Elisha!"

From inside the house, came great lord Sangkoer Singh, who welcomed the arrival of the two of them. The flower necklace was already on the necks of Aji and Elisha. Now, the great lord Sangkoer Singh hugged Aji, his adopted son.

"Looks, I haven't seen you in a long time, and you look more handsome and fuller. Does your marriage make you happy, so you keep procrastinating to come to Daddy's? You're afraid Dad will give you so much work that you can't play games with your wife? Hahaha.pardon your father. Forgive me for this obscure talk!"

Aji just smiled, responding to the words of his adoptive father. He hugged his father tightly and let go of the longing in his chest. Elisha, however, only smiled awkwardly, as his name was mentioned indirectly.

"How are you doing, Dad?" aji asked, as soon as the hugs of the two of them came off. He does not like to talk, even if it is just a joke.

"Pad's news as you can see. Healthy and can welcome your arrival together with your wife, daughter-in-law. Oh yeah, where is he?" great master Sangkoer Singh, just remembered the whereabouts of Elisha. He who focuses on Aji, forgets the wife of his adopted son.

"This is Elisha's father" said Aji, holding Elisha's hand, which was behind him.

"Wah-wah. It's so beautiful, it's worth it you can't get away from her. Haha... Sorry son-in-law, I was like this, if I was at home. Come inside!"

They were both led into the house by the great lord Sangkoer Singh. But, once they are at the door, the welcome of guests like Indian films is also in this house.

A woman, carrying a tray of flowers with fire in the middle, from a special thread for their worship. There was also a kind of red ink among the flowers in the tray. Elisha really felt that he was in an Indian movie scene, because right now, he was having a welcome guest from far away or a special guest for them.

Aji, smiling and nodding looked at his wife, as Elisha looked at her, as Elisha clasped his hand tightly. Perhaps, Elisha wanted to make sure that he was not in a dream world.

"Sister, this..."

"Corn, in. You must be tired and hungry, right? There are foods that you definitely did not eat Aji for a long time. This is Dad's been asking the people inside (helper ) to cook your favorite food first." His adoptive father was very excited to welcome the arrival of Aji and Elisha. He immediately took her to a dining room that was more worthy of being called a meeting hall.

Elisha, again stunned to see the state of the dining room in this house. Everything that was in front of his eyes right now was not a dining room in general. Perhaps, if Elisha was not ashamed, he would shout, and run to feel the unique carvings on the walls and the pillars of the house in the room. The dominant color there is gold, describing the very special state of its owner.

"Come, sit. Here-here!" said the great lord Sangkoer Singh, while pulling a chair for Aji and also Elisha.

"Thank you Dad," said Aji, then sat down on the chair intended for him.

Elisha also said the same thing, when she was given a chair beside her husband. "Thank you, sir" said Elisha, nodding.

"Hey, what did you say son-in-law? Mister? I'm Aji's father, not his master. Just call me just like Aji called me, Dad. Can you?" sangkoer Singh's father, did not want to be called Elisha, as 'master' because he considered Aji to be his own son, so Elisha, Aji's wife, was his son-in-law as well.

Elisa, grimacing while in protest for wrong call. She turned to her husband, who was sitting next to her.

Aji nodded, responding without making a sound. He felt that Indian culture was like that. They will also consider the family if there is a connection, even though there is no blood in common.

"Come-ayo at the meal. It's been provided. Maybe for if it is said to eat this morning is not worth because it is too early, but if it is said that dinner has also passed far. So just eat, do not think if this is a meal show what? hahaha.I'm too happy, so talk a lot. I'm sorry son-in-law. Don't worry, consider it your own home. This house also belongs to your husband, Aji. He has the same right here."

Finally, they enjoyed the food that was prepared. Elisa, who is not used to eating rice, feels grateful because there is no rice menu at this dining table. He tried to taste the famous paratta as a typical Indian food.

Aji is the same. He who had previously lived and was used to food with a menu like this, so it was not clunky to eat it.

The two ate with the company of the great master Sangkoer Singh, who also enjoyed the meal.

"Well, Vijay Singh how's it going?" ask Aji, on the sidelines of his meal. He had not seen Vijay Singh, whom he had never seen in person. He only knew, from the photos and video calls they made over the course of several times.

Great lord Sangkoer Singh, bow. He also did not continue his bribe. He took a deep breath before answering the question from Aji, his adopted son.

"Vijay... Vijay is back in a coma. That's why, I'm asking you to come here immediately."

The answer given by his adoptive father, made Aji think, if his father's cheerful face earlier, just to cover up the sadness he felt at this time. Aji, no longer asking. He also finished his meal. Elisha, too, did the same as Aji did. She washed her hands with the water at the end of the table, and thrusting it at Aji as well. After that, she takes a tissue for herself as well as her husband, Aji.

The two of them, along with the grief experienced by the great master Sangkoer Singh, for his son, Vijay Singh, who was in a coma, after his kidney surgery, which was damaged by drugs given by Ranveer's uncle.

"Sorry Dad. I don't know if Vijay's going to be what he is today."

"It's not your fault, Aji. It may have been the fate of Father, who was unlucky in the family. Even though Dad said he was successful as a businessman, but according to Dad himself, it was of no use at all."

Elisha became aware that what one sees does not mean the truth for one.