Genius Son: My Son's father's CEO

54. Base tone

A month after Lily's divorce trial with Arya, the girl is more enterprising than usual. Because maybe he realized his potent nature could not be carried until he was old.

Arya smiled happily and was happy to receive her divorce certificate. The girl who was originally spoiled and always whined so as not to be divorced and always emotional this time more calm and stable. 

"I'd better go home and see Alya, I don't want to be short of love and affection because of me." Hurry up to open the car door.

Someone grabbed her hand and hugged her from behind. Arya realizes it's Lily's ex-wife.

"You.." suddenly quiet.

"Leave it for a moment. Said the girl and let go of her embrace. Go don't look back." Definitely get on his car.

And Arya got in her car and drove first from her ex-wife's car.

On the way to his parents' house. Arya recalled the incident just now and her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly Arya braked her car on the side of the road and held her chest.

"What's wrong with me? Why is my heart beating so fast? Astha Arya Focus." He put his head on the steering wheel.

The girl drove past her ex-husband's car and smiled.

"Because of you." Inner Lily who went straight to her company.

The girl with a new passion and brought a change in the company owned by her parents managed to become CEO temporarily. 

The girl entered the office and saw the sign on her desk and stroked it and grabbed her desk and tried to turn around in the chair.

Then put his elbows on the table and his hands supported his head.

"Everything has to start, how can I just shut up. This is just the beginning." Say the girl with a smile.

…

That afternoon Keila and Ken managed to bring Mr. Jo travels to the Leon family's art gallery, where Keila's mother-in-law is seen in the gallery.

The old woman was old but did not appear to have any wrinkles or lines near her eyes, the care she always wore was very exclusive and rare.

Look Ken helped open the door for Mr. Jo and her son.

"Please sir. I'll take you around." Ken Say.

"Oh yes of course. Let's Ms. Keila." Her speech.

Ken is busy introducing each room until he arrives at the room of Keila's mother-in-law who paints for the art show next month. 

It looks like this art studio is not only showing off paintings, dances and also musical instrument games.

"Mr Jo's. Introduce, this is my in-law and the owner of this gallery." Keila brought her before her mother-in-law.

The woman looked at Keila and looked at the guest and lowered her head in salute.

"Mom introduce, Mr. Jo from Us. Our clients are very interested in the mother sangar, a recommendation by our CEO." Her speech.

The Client looks to the right and left to pay attention to all the works displayed on the wall in the room.

The woman stood up from her chair and looked at the client.

"Hello Mr's. Jo's. Shakes hands. Have a nice trip here." Her speech.

"I would love to meet you and Mr. Keila's here." Her speech.

Ken greeted them back. "Mrs. Jo let's go around again." Ken Say.

"Ah okay. Madam please excuse me first." Said the man out of the room and followed Ken.

"Looks like you're more capable than you look." Said the woman exclaiming to Keila while folding her hands.

The girl looked over and looked at her mother-in-law.

"Thank you for your compliment, then I'll let you go first. Have a nice day, ma'am." Say the girl with a smile.

"It's hard to believe but she's competent enough to be waiting in this family, regardless of her background." Mumbled The woman.

Some covers do not reflect all the contents of the book, but only part of it. It is very clear if you do not try to read the whole content and its meaning.

Keila walked towards the crowd at the end of the hall, sounding a very melodious music. A few tones of that melodious piano sound were soul-stirring. 

Seen a little boy who he is very familiar with playing his favorite musical instrument.

Keila approached Mr. Jo and her son were looking at Keyran from the glass window.

Keila looked down at the little boy.

"You missing him?" Ask Keila.

"Yes very. Say that beautiful girl. Can I go inside Ms. Keila?" Ask the pretty girl.

Keila nodded. "Of course Emily dear." Open the girl's door.

Keyran realized that someone was behind him, the voice of a very special girl he heard in London.

"Hy sir can you play the usual melody that I listen to often?" Ask the girl.

Keyran turned around and was surprised to see everyone in the room very crowded watching the show. One of them is his mother, Mr. Ken and Emily with his father.

"Oh, it's been a long time." Keyran got down from his chair and hugged the little girl.

"Oww." Many people were moved to see them.

Ken nudged Keila's hand.

"They know each other?" Whisper Ken.

Keyran invited the girl to play together and sat down on the piano chair with him playing the tone.

"They're friends at school in Juliet international London." Brisket Keila.

"God you and your son are full of surprises huh. How lucky I am to have a niece like Keyran." Ken was moved to see the game of the little boy and the little girl.

"It looks like you have to have a child so you can have a child like me." The whisper of a man who was suddenly behind Ken and Keila.

"I really need to get married first. Uh you're mocking me ya." Look back and Leon is in front of them.

"God you're like a demon just suddenly coming." Ken Say.

Keila laughed and smiled. Leon hugged his wife's waist.

"You are an amazing mother." While staring at Keyran and the bule's daughter.

"Who was his father." Brisket Keila.

"I'm like a mosquito." Ken Gerrutu.

Leon and Keila laughed looking at the jones beside her. Singles ngenes, actually can not be said like that. Because Ken's a popular guy at their college and here too.

"Do I have to arrange a women's selection for you my best friend?" Leon Ejek.

Making Keila laugh and nudge Leon's chest so that he was silent for a moment.

The melody is still a basic game, I never imagined I could be very happy at this time. Have a small family, strange friends and clients like friends.

How are you going to get through all the hardships? Will you share your shortcomings with your partner? If you can, then try. Everything seems perfect this time.

The woman stared at her grandson with the Client's son playing a very nice basic tone with her teacher's guide behind them.

"It seems right, my husband is right. From now on I must not be selfish and look at all their skills without exception with a different perspective. Mck. It seems like the child is very talented, thank goodness such a child is my grandson." Grumbled the woman and left the crowd.

A lot of things, a lot of words that are too hard to say. But treatment is often ambiguous if not done with certainty.