Son of Genius (Arka):Rahim Substitute

Kitchen

"Come Boy you're so adorable when you pout like that"

"Look at your face is so stiff"

"Aiyooo a child should not pout like that"

"UNCLE STOPS! Arka said coldly to the young man who kept bothering her just to smile.

"Boy do you want to hear something? The man whom Arka called uncle was no longer joking.

"Not interested" Arka was really upset why this abnormal human appeared before her.

I don't know if these two guys really don't fit together.

"If Boy you'd be very curious about this" the young man continued to babble at Arka who was silent at last he continued the idea.

"Boy do you like the new sister? ask the young man who is often called Kelvin.

"He has a name. His name is Aunt Ayra"

"Yayaya that's what I mean do you like it? Kelvin kept pushing the kid.

Arka stopped her work and was silent for a moment turning her head slightly tilted revealing her pointed nose.

"Tante Ayra is the best" said Arka steady.

"Boy do you want to hear something from Uncle?

"Say" The arc is still in a sideways position.

"Gini Boy are you not..." The two people continued to whisper whatever they were talking about.

In the afternoon Ayra went back out to the supermarket to buy some cooking necessities. Because now the occupants of Arland William luxury house only contains three people so now Ayra is in charge.

"Auntie I want this one"

"this"

"And this..."

"No Chiki Boy" A masculine voice rang out from behind the two shopping.

"Dad's.." Arka looks adorable when pouting.

"Sons. It's not good for you okay. Anyway Daddy does not allow" Final Arland who happened to come to the supermarket to shop for something after returning home from work, even meet Son with his sister.

"Let's go home" Arland pulls the shopping trolley that Arka is riding on.

"Dad's not pulling you should push his Daddy" Arka protested.

"Yayaya little boy" Arland looked helpless this son was so chatty and commented on everything that was wrong.

"You stop first." Arka came down from the trolley and ran towards the small robot that caught his attention.

Ayra just silently followed the father and son quietly without any sound at all.

"Dad I want this" Arka took a robot that even Arland thought was not interesting at all.

Arland raised next to his eyebrows.

"Why is that Son? Arland asked Arka's opinion when there are many better robots and even the latest output why his son even chose an outdated robot.

"Dad you don't understand" Arka said, not caring about the faces of the two adults who looked confused.

"Dad asked for Daddy's credit card" Arka held out her hand.

"It's Boy" Ayra handed over a payment card specifically for home shopping.

"Not Aunt. Let Daddy pay" Arka said, extending his hand.

"You've been a long time Dad! Arka bercerocos again saw Arland who looked slow motion issued his credit card.

Arland only shook his head to see Arka who was so impatient.

The three men left the super market after the groceries were tipped to the workers to take home.

Time shows at seven o'clock an hour later Ayra has finished her cooking show in the kitchen and neatly arranged the food on the dining table.

Before Ayra switched to calling the two people had already gone down in tandem.

"Boy wash his hands first" Ayra admonished quietly.

Dutifully Arka got down from the chair passed towards the kitchen and washed her hands cleanly.

"This boy is suitable for your growth" Ayra gives some green vegetables because Arka does not like green.

Although there was a slight trace of unwillingness in Arka's eyes but still he ate the green food and did not escape Arland's monitoring because he was sure his son would not touch a little green vegetables but when this son of hers was so voraciously eating green vegetables that it even briefly added that this proved Ayra had a great influence on her Son.

"Is there something wrong, sir? Ayra saw her master not eating and offered her something.

Ayra also joined the dining table with the two masters.

This has become a request Arka does not need the approval of his daddy, Arland himself also does not question the main origin of his son who was a little bothered it did not take it.

The three people ate quietly and voraciously more precisely the two father children snatched the last meal.

"Dad this is mine! Arka looks upset her clams are taken by Arland.

"No Son! Arland also did not want to lose to small children finally came the struggle for shells with chopsticks.

Ayra who was in the middle of them shook her head dizzy how could the two people fight over food.

Without caring for them he took the clam and ate it quietly.

The two fathers of the child looked in unison at him with glaring eyes.

"What's? Ayra asked with her innocent face.

"Ah Auntie" Arka just grimaced because the food was already in her Aunt Ayra's mouth.

"It's all because of Daddy" Arka looked at Arland with hostility.

That's why he's now the one being bullied.

"How about we make a snack Boy? Ayra volunteered before the two children's fathers had another fight.

Here they were in the kitchen with Arka standing on a chair watching Ayra busy making dough.

Arland himself sat in the living room with a magazine in his hand as he occasionally turned his head towards the kitchen.

Because the kitchen and the middle room immediately looks without wall obstruction at all so the activities of the two people are visible from the middle room.

"This aunt why is her mouth tilted?

"Hhh his nose hole is gone"

"There's a look in his eye"

"Ah this looks ugly"

Arka continues to chatter in the kitchen to see the results of his work that is less than perfect Now they make dry cake by forming animals such as pig, turtles, and so forth.

"You have to make it like this Boy" Ayra patiently served the active boy and knew that patiently.

Ayra demonstrated it slowly while being followed by Arka.

"It's done let it roast first" Ayra put all the prints into the oven.

"Wash your hands first" Ayra rubbed Arka's hands full of flour.

"I'll wait here Auntie" Arka sat sweetly on the kitchen table as her eyes continued to stare at the Oven.

Ayra shook her head with the behavior of this little boy.

"Auntie is done! Arka shouted in a frenzy after the oven sound rang out"Ting"

Now the cake they produce there are 3 small jars and 2 large jars.

"Well Dad you should try it" Arka thrusts a pig model pastry towards Arland.

Arland thrust out his mouth and received the cookie.

savory and not too hard taste and less in the right sense makes Arland nod his head.

"Did I tell Dad that Aunt Ayra is good at making cakes" Arka looked proud.