Genius Son My name is Aji
You are the Son of my Friend

"Mami Rossa," Cilla was shocked and called Rossa's mother's name.

"Yes. Mommy heard all the talk you two had. Mami hope, you no longer hesitate to accept Gilang Cilla." Mami Rossa convinced Cilla.

"That's listening. Mami only supports kok," said Gilang said.

"You can't, just convince Cilla. Just convince the entrepreneurs you can." Mami Rossa shakes her head looking at her son, Gilang, who smiles wryly at being criticized by him.

"Now Gilang wants to talk. Mami's coming, "kilah Gilang avoids the mistake that his mother accuses.

"That's your excuse" Mami Rossa sneered at the words of her son in self-defense.

The three were silent, then mami Rossa let out a long sigh before calling Cilla to talk about her birth mother.

Mami Rossa wanted to ask immediately that Aji, her granddaughter, had fallen asleep and had not heard this conversation.

"Cilla, can Mami know your mother's name?" mami Rossa was silent for a moment.

Cilla fell silent and closed her eyes, recalling her former gloomy time.

"Dian Anita," Cilla replied with a quivering voice. He held back his tears that almost dripped from his place.

"Mommy. Don't ask about her mother," Gilang said, preventing Rossa's mother from wondering about Cilla's stepmother, Dian Anita. Gilang was afraid that it would make Cilla again feel the sadness she had been experiencing so far.

"Mommy asked your real mother, not your evil stepmother Cilla," said Mami Rossa explaining the meaning of the question.

Gilang frowned confused by the words of his mother. She did not know what the question and curiosity of her mother meant, wondering to Cilla about her biological mother, who had long since died. Cilla's birth mother had died a long time ago, since Cilla was a child.

"Aryani Sukmajaya," replied Cilla mentioning a name.

Mami Rossa hugged Cilla tightly. She whispered in Cilla's ear in a raucous voice as she was moved and wanted to cry. "You're my mom's best friend's son when Cilla was in school."

Cilla was shocked when she heard Mom Rossa's words. He looked with disbelieving eyes as Rossa's mami's embrace slipped.

"Yes Cilla. You're Mami's friend's son when Mami was in high school, when we were in high school. Aryani Sukmajaya."

Mami Rossa tells about a friend who used to be, during school. She turns out to be Cilla's real mother, Aryani Sukmajaya.

"Is this your birth mother?"

Mami Rossa showed her cell phone screen to Cilla. On the phone screen, there is a photo of Cilla's mother during high school.

Cilla cried to see a picture of her mother when she was young. She was sobbing and sad to remember all the happiness she used to feel when her mother was still around.

"I'm sorry Mami didn't recognize you, Cilla" said Mami Rossa, then hugged Cilla once more.

Missing exhaling a sigh of relief. He's been thinking nothing. She thought her mom would change her mind when she heard the name Dian Anita, Cilla's stepmother, who made her do it all to Cilla that night.

"Mami's happy Cilla. Mami is happy, though not her best friend, Aryani Sukmajaya, whom she meets. But at least you can treat Mami's longing for her. Especially soon you'll be Mami's daughter-in-law."

Mami Rossa couldn't hold back her flowing tears. She was crying full of haru.

Cilla is the same. She cried in the arms of Mami Rossa. He gave off all the feelings he was feeling at the moment.

"Don't make any more excuses to refuse Gilang's request to marry you. Let him try to make amends for his old mistakes" said Rossa reassuring Cilla.

*****

"Ma. Aji bosen," said Aji with a sour face.

Aji was tired of being in the hospital room for a week. Though yesterday when he was treated, when his eyes hurt, also bored. Especially now, not himself being treated.

"Aji what do you want?" cilla asked confusedly.

"Can you play mobile?" ask Aji. Maybe he missed because he had not opened his phone or laptop for a long time.

"I'll still be healing darling," replied Cilla with a smile.

"Just a moment Ma," said Aji sulking.

"Hum..." Cilla did not answer unclearly.

"Ma..." Aji sulked again and face turned dark.

"What's wrong?" tanya Gilang was curious when she woke up from her sleep.

"Aji bosen Pa," said Aji complaining.

"Oh.." said Gilang nodded his head understanding what his son was feeling.

"Can you Pa?" ask Aji to make sure.

"Ask mama" replied Gilang handed the decision to Cilla, Aji's mother. He does not want to blame Cilla if he allows Aji to play mobile phones while still healing his eyes.

"Ihs..." Aji hissing is upset. He ran to the bed and lay down with his regret, then turned his back to his mother, facing the wall.

"Eh, Mama's son is sulking so. Isn't she ashamed of her little boss?" tanya Cilla reminded Aji, with the nickname given Cilla when Aji was still active with his online sales.

"So. Aji's not the boss anymore!" said Aji ketus.

"That's a while, dear. Tomorrow when it heals, it could be the boss again. Kan Aji can already do activities as usual. Even Mama would accompany Aji all day," Cilla explained to Aji.

Slowly, Aji turned her body around. He looked at his mother who was looking at him affectionately. Aji was still doubtful about her mother's words.

"Yes. Mama didn't lie" said Cilla.

"Totally Pa?" ask Aji to his papa, Gilang.

Gilang who did not expect to be asked for answers to the debate between Cilla and her son, Aji, was pleased. He was happy to be involved in the situation he is in now. He felt that Aji was as acceptable as he should have been.

Gilang nodded in response to his son's question. He smiled to convince Aji who was not easy to believe just like that without any obvious reason.

"alright. Aji won't ask to play mobile first. But if Aji is healthy, don't ban Aji anymore!" Aji asked for an answer to his certainty.

"Yes dear," replied Cilla with a smile.

"Yes. Yes, it's up to Aji." Gilang responded so that Aji would no longer protest.

Finally, Aji smiled and no longer protested. He got out of bed, then walked to the table. He picked up the orange on the table, then handed it to his mother. "Aji wants Ma's orange," said Aji asking her mother, Cilla, to peel the orange she wanted to eat.

"That's a pinter for Mama's son" Cilla said in praise.

Gilang smiles at the interaction between Cilla and her son, Aji. He promised in his heart to make both of them happy in the following days, throughout his life.