Genius Son: My Son's father's CEO

2. New Life

Five years have passed, I am far away from my family and my love. But the new love has come to be my amplifier; my Son.

The last incident, call it a fateful event that occurred five years ago does not make me escape from the shadows of the past. Loss, humiliation and everything that pierced directly into my chest but if it was not sinicized would be a problem.my heningku divided to hear the voice of my son.

"Mama, I can already draw this" shows a remarkable painting for a 5-year-old boy.

"Oh my goodness, who taught me so well?" Wondered.

"Uncle Fandy invites a visit to the art gallery and shows all the paintings that exist." He said vigorously practicing it with the help of his hands..

"It looks like you're enjoying your trip with your uncle." Smile while stroking the child's head..

"Of course, if you hadn't gone to see us, you would have taught me to draw and play." The boy did not understand what he was saying.

"Hmmm.. What do you want papa?" Asked his mother slowly sighing.

"Ma. Staring at mommy. I don't mind if you're with Uncle Fandy, maybe he'll be a good dad to me." Then continue the painting.

"How can. He's your uncle." Her astonishment helped her son draw on some paper..

"Yes at least uncle has always been nice to Mama and me in any case, we also live in one house and already like family." Ocehnya with doodles.

Squeeze the boy's head. "I, as an adult, will know what is appropriate or inappropriate. Good or not good. Which can or should not. Continue yes, mama wants to finish the work mama also, you know you have to find mama where." Go to his study and wave to the little boy..

"Hmmm. What mom means. After this I will go to the library looking for him. Hopefully uncle can give me a little grating to understand." The little boy continued his writing.

Workroom.

What the little boy really thought. Staring at his laptop just checked some of his files. It seems that I still need a lot of references.

The job as general manager at the man's company, yes, he named Fandy, helped me a lot. Besides being able to continue undergraduate studies in Management at Oxford University. The involvement of this man who always supported me made me very lucky, especially the child I gave birth to became the center of attention because of his intelligence in learning 10 languages at the age of 5 years.

Sometimes I think just staying here for 5 years is really good in English. The first years here have been the most challenging for me.

And it seems that for a few years here I was a little more peaceful and had a little bit of a yearning to go home and make a pilgrimage to my mother's grave.

without me realizing someone had come knocking on my desk.

"You think hard again? Come on, don't overthink it, continue tomorrow." Said the man sitting on the table.

The man who saved me first. A man who is very sincere to look after me and live me here, too much debt of gratitude but I do not like to just live a ride, I work also in his company in the field of Medical and Production.

"No I don't think hard. Putting down both hands that held my head, I almost got caught messing with my hair." Smiled at him.

The man came to give me an invitation and some transfer papers.

"Here, I get a letter of recommendation back to our city. Because there requires development and creative people and leaders to develop the company. If you're happy you can come back with me too, but if you're more comfortable here then stay. I'll visit you once every 3 months." He relaxed with a smile.

"Don't you think I'm too much trouble for you?" Ask.

"Not at all. Brushed the girl's hair. I don't want to lose the development of my beloved niece.” Looked at the woman.

“Ah is right too, she will wonder where her uncle went to leave her.” sighed.

 So you want to come home with me?” Look into the eyes of the woman.

“Hmmmm seems to want to not want me to also go home on a pilgrimage to my mother's grave. After that I will decide I will stay there or here.” answer is still a little doubtful.

“Alright everything is your decision. Or are we just getting married?" He said, laughing, looking at the woman before him.

I was a little bit fixated on listening to his words.My hand came to hold his hand that was in my head and pulled it to my cheek.

"If that's what you want I'll do." Enjoy the warmth of the man's hand.

"Well, after returning home to Indonesia we'll be married within 3 months, if you feel during that time you don't love me you can cancel our marriage." Stand up and smile.

"All right." Looked at the man out of the room.

"Is this really my decision? Mumbled in the heart. If I'm right to marry her, she's a nice guy. Angels and no matter my social status or the child I bear at that time he still looks after me to this day. I'd better clear up some of my work first, still have plenty of time to think about it."

Children's course.

"Mother, she shouted from a distance while running towards him. Honey don't run around later you fall in your arms can get hurt.” Hugged his son and held him.

“Wah mom has arrived. Uncle.” His shout waved his hand at his mother's embrace.

“I don't think you came to attend my graduation graduation.” A delighted expression and took the child from the woman's sling.

“Where can I miss one thing anything about you.” Kiss the boy's forehead.

A teacher came to them.

“Sorry father and mother parents students can sit in the room there.” Show way. 

“Thanks mom. Said the man holding the child and holding the hand of the woman beside him. Come.” Walk towards the room.

Deg. Deg. Deg.

Is this why my heartbeat is irregular. Staring at the tall figure before him and staring at the man's grasp. Am I starting to love him?” Mumbled in the heart.

What about this feeling, instead of me promising myself to love myself and all for my son. What about this heart that was slightly beginning to waver and slowly starting to open its heart to itself, could it be?

I'm a complicated woman with all the complexity. I'm afraid that if I love I will lose again and be broken-headed. Can she? Can I be happy with him?

If I might try, many sacrifices have been made by him. It is better to try even if we fail because we do not know what the end of the story is.  Don't leave me yes, may you be a source of happiness for us.