Genius Son My name is Aji
Competition At Work

Cilla who was looking around the house was shocked when someone came to greet them in a familiar tone.

"For Sis... Welcome then. Hopefully there is a good impression yes, so we can directly deal with our deal."

A man comes in with a young executive-style makeup and a made-up, pretentious voice. Aji glared at him. Moreover, the gaze of the male's eyes was the same as the people he met on the streets leading to this house. Aji doesn't like it!

Cilla who was used to this kind of thing just smiled. He also had to maintain a relationship between buyers and sellers, and incidentally the seller of this house was represented on the property manager. The official owner, no longer takes care of it. So this coming up is a real estate agent.

"Morning is also sir. We came to look around according to the message we sent earlier."

Cilla greeted the agent by nodding her head politely. Aji still looked at the man with full attention. Like probing.

"Well, this is Sis's son? Very handsome... Ahh so want to have children," said the agent with a made-up style.

"Can Uncle, boys have kids?" asked Aji in a pretentious tone in the style of children.

"Haha... Yes can't be handsome. But if the same mother can do it!" replied the man with a naughty gnaw.

Aji directly confronted the man who wanted to get closer to his mother. Aji's two hands span perfectly, overprotective.

"Gee... I have a small bodyguard, Sis. Ready to be a protector!" The man commented on what Aji had done.

"Yes sir. My son is good luck, as well as a protector to me." Cilla hugged her son from behind and smiled happily.

"Wow... Very good at that," said the property agent amazed. He became more interested in his two clients.

"If I could get to know more, I would be very happy. Can you tell me what Sis's name is?" asked the agent while extending his hand to shake his hand.

Almost Cilla welcomed a helping hand from the property agent, but Aji immediately held his mother's hand so as not to shake hands.

"Ma, go home yuk!" take Aji out of the blue.

"Why, how come home?" ask Cilla wonder.

"Aji doesn't like this house."

The answer from Aji, his son made Cilla think. Cilla believes all this has to do with the agent's behavior.

"Come Ma! You have to go to work soon." Aji reminded, then pulled his mother's hand to leave the house immediately.

The property agent was confused by the attitude of his client's son. He had never met a child who was overprotective of his mother like that. Usually the overprotective parent is the child, especially the mother. But this is upside down, and not usually.

"Yes, yes, baby. We go yes!" Cilla tries to persuade Aji not to pull her hand again.

"Sorry sir. It seems my son does not fit into this house. Hopefully there will be a suitable house besides here."

Cilla finally said goodbye and said if not so buy the house.

"Oh, so is Sis. Too bad, we can't get any closer!" The agent said as if he was sad.

"But if you need help, you can call yesterday's phone number. Surely I am ready to help find a house that matches the affordable price," continued the property agent promotion.

Cilla who had been pulled by Aji just turned her head while smiling thinly, then nodded her head. Aji did not look at all.

"Darling, why didn't you like that house? Nice and cheap!" cilla asked, wanting to know the reason for her son.

"Aji doesn't like it!" aji replied quickly and firmly.

"alright. Mama's just coming with Aji!" said Cilla while swinging her hand held by her son.

The two again walked towards the highway to get transportation to Cilla's workplace.

"So Aji's coming with this work mama?" ask Aji after they're on the bus.

"Yes. Aji can't be naughty and fussy either! Aji will stay in the back room." Cila explained to Aji.

"Yes Ma" replied Aji short.

*****

"What do you want to eat?" cillal asked, asking Aji to choose the food she wanted.

"See you want that!" Aji pointed at the Padang food stall across the highway.

"Oh that. Come on!" Cilla immediately clings to Aji's hand. The two of them crossed the road to get to the food stall shown by Aji.

When they finished, the two crossed the road back to the mall. Cilla's place of work is in there. A branded clothing store is famous for the cheapest price, one month of Cilla's salary.

"Lho, Cilla! So look at his house?" ask me, Diyah. Supervisor Cilla at the store.

"Already Ma'am. But it seems that Aji doesn't like the neighborhood in that housing." Cilla told me about the incident while looking at the house.

"Gee... If Aji had grown up, and liked a girl, he would have loved that girl his way."

"This boy is saying what the hell!" Cilla dodged at the words of Mbak Diyah.

"Yes to Cilla. Your child's style is similar to that of a ceo-ceo. Ceo in Korean dramas or mother's favorite bucin novels. Haha..."

Cilla also chuckled at the words of Mbak Diyah who really likes to joke. He was Cilla's friend from a long time ago. Now he has been appointed as a supervisor at his workplace. Mbak Diyah also defended and helped Cilla while pregnant and was scorned by many people and also his coworkers.

"Mbak Diyah could have. Hehe.."

Aji who listened to all the conversations of her mother and also her boss just kept quiet without coming to say.

"Yes, Aji just go to the back room first! Mama wants to work. It's time for this." Cilla asked Aji to go to the room where the employees rested if anyone was not feeling well or dizzy.

"Yes Ma." Aji answered short, then stepped towards the room at the back of the shop. Aji already knows his place, because he is also often invited by his mother at work because he does not want to be left first. That was when he had not been busy with his online sales.

"That's a really good Cilla. Work period bring all children, it is what child care!"

"Hat habit of him. Get close to Diyah!"

"Ah, just look for her face. Sok plain, even though his son was not found out who his father was!"

Aji who has not had time to go into the room, heard all the talk of her mother's coworkers. Aji finally abandoned her intention to enter.

*****

"Cilla, please help replace the mannequin dress in front!" Mba Diyah gave the task to Cilla.

"Yes, Mother." Cilla immediately did the task given by his superior.

A few moments later, the work that Cilla was working on was completed. He smiled happily to see the results.

"Sir Cilla, here!" call one of the customers who have become a subscription and usually Cilla serves.

Cilla stood up and stepped into the place where the customer asked to be served.

They, Cilla and the customer, finally busy choosing the dresses that will be tried.

"Gee... Who was this?"

Suddenly, one of Cilla's coworkers screamed in panic.

"What's wrong?" ask me, Diyah is approaching.

"The roar ripped Ma'am. Looky!"

Madam Diyah also looked at the mannequin that had been dyed with the dress she had chosen. Mbak Diyah was very sure if the dress was fine, there was no flaw. She always researches all the dresses that will be installed in the mannequin as a store promotion event to attract the attention of customers.

"How can this dress be torn?" ask Diyah slowly. Like asking himself.