Genius Child: My Triplets Smart Kid
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"W-how can it be?"

Kei shut his mouth. Deflecting the net as a sign of the shock he felt. He doesn't believe. Getting pregnant? Wasn't...

"Because you're Kei's grown woman. Everything can happen if you have done it," Celica replied as she could.

The three-bred woman was honestly pitying Kei. But what can be made? The man who had done that to Kei alone did not see the trunk of his nose.

Recalling according to Aunt Gin's story from her source, Kei and the man had a one-night romance.

After going through a long night, the same unidentified towards the morning. But there Celi does not consider Kei a cheap woman.

Because of his best friend, Aunt Gin's son also experienced the same unfortunate incident as the Kei Nasip.

"Please, Kei," Celi stroked Kei's shoulder.

"What's patient, Mother Hyan?"

Kei and Celi's view leads to the source of the sound.There is bi Gin next to the refrigerator. Looking curious at the conversation of these two women.

Mother Hyan is the name for Celi because her first child was named Hyan. Kei did not mention Celi with Mother Hyan, because Celi did not allow. Given the age of Celi and Kei is not too far away.

"Kei's pregnant, bi," said Celi honestly.

Bi Gin approached Kei. After he closed his mouth, there was an instinct if he had to calm the feeling of Kei, the woman who now had a pale face like a corpse.

"Patience to you, son. Think positive. Don't be depressed until the devil's mind has taken hold of you" Aunt Gin said. Tears soaked aunt Gin's cheeks and did not forget there was Celi.

Both women have lost one of their most loved ones. Aunt Gin's son, Celi's friend since childhood. Even died young. With an innocent fetus the result of depraved man who died a week after Aunt Gin's son died.

Kei stared in amazement. He still does not believe, it turns out there are still good people who want to accept his existence even like this.

****

Six and a half years later.

 Warm sunlight rose, slowly shifting its light into every crack it was able to enter.

A neat house with transparent windows as walls in some rooms covered in two-layer curtains.

Paint arrangement, pallet, canvas. Paper by paper, forming an open thick book on the table. The writing is very neat, it seems to form a long story in it.

Three mini-sized beds occupied by three children sleeping, of course. Two girls, one boy. They are very good in dreamland.

Geck, tok, tok. The door in the room fused together the room and the game room, gently knocked on by a beautiful woman dressed in simple looks holding a tray containing three plates.

"Anna, Alice, Andre. Wake up son," the woman called out the names of her children.

Seconds. Two seconds. Three seconds.

Chequek.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

The three toddlers always surprised Kei, the woman's nickname. The three children, hugging on various sides, had long legs wrapped in black rubber pants belonging to Kei.

"Haha, wait, baby. Don't hurry," Kei immediately placed a tray on the table near his position. There is a thick enough book arrangement looks neatly printed.

Kei crouched down, showing his sweet, maternal smile. Look at his three children. Yeah, three kids. A child conceived, and born cesarean five and a half years ago.

Anna, Alice, and Andre, the names of her three children. Very pretty and handsome. Blue eyes, and blond hair became the predominant surface of their faces.

It seems that nothing of the look on his face is imitated by his children except the fact that can never be denied, namely Kei is the woman who gave birth to these three little heroes!

"Good morning dear mother!" welcome Kei to widen the palm.

And her children immediately brought their bodies into the warm embrace of their mother.

"For mother!"

"Of course Alice."

"My ugly mother!"

And that's how Kei was called by his three twin sons. Anna, the big sister, used to call her mother.

Alice, the little girl was very dear to her mother. Uh, looks like Alice's mom's son, dear family!

And Andre, with all the messiness that formed him, out of nowhere, mocked Kei, his mother was his daily habit.

Because according to him, there is no one more extraordinary than him.

***

An ordinary day that feels special in every second of running time.

Kei enjoyed his day by occasionally watching his three children from the sofa at the end of the room where air and light could enter freely.

Anna, and Alice, are doing an amazing job that honestly she could never have imagined from the start.

Anna sat on a special pillow, facing the canvas and began to poke little by little the white canvas and began the imagination with her small puffed hands.

Alice, write with a pencil on the table. Scribbling word by word from his mind to form a story of his days.

Both girls are very talented. There is no element of coercion done Kei so that his son looks good in people's view.

His children do everything with pleasure, and Kei just needs to make room for the incredible talent of his three children even though the job as an online writer is like a habit for two years since he started to feel bored and out of work. 

Silence.

Andre, he's a very talented young man. But as usual, he will go out. Sure, do the daily work.

Andre is being nosy!

"Mother Anna!"

A fat woman with an angry face was at the door.

Kei smiled faintly, standing from the sofa where he had originally sat, "What's the Mother of Wage?" tanyanya friendly.

"It's Andre's problem! Look, your son is making trouble with my family again!" the hand of the woman who had been keeping behind pointed at the face of a small child who looked down after being invited to be next to the woman.

"Andre?" kei's hand immediately pulled up Andre, his little man and carrying the child's body instead of being beaten up by the woman who seemed to be furious like the other neighbors where Kei was.

"He must be nosy again huh, Mother Wage?" it was customary for Kei to ask the person who came over when it came to Andre's matter.

"Yes! That cunning kid's already spent my son's pocket money!" fight that woman.

Kei did not frown confused anymore if Andre's problem. Surely Andre tricked Wage's mother's son into giving him money.

"Well, I understand you. How much pocket money did Andre take from his mother's son?"

"Ten thousand!" firmly that woman.

Soon Kei reached into his pocket and took the money from there. But it stopped because Andre said to him.

"Don't want to bund! Mother Wage is lying!"

"Etts, you don't like to say that, son. Not good."

"But, Andre is not lying! It was only two thousand!"

Andre was loud. But Kei ignored him.

"This is the bun. I'm sorry my son is bun."

"Yes, yeah, yeah! I forgive! It is the law of nature, yes! Bastard son, yes still an illegitimate child! Same bad behavior!"

The woman left.

Kei felt hurt by the words. All the people here already know that their three children were born without a father.

But he cannot deny that fact. Her son was there because she was raped. But his soul is strong. And he continued to strengthen faith in the Almighty to be kept away from the whisperings of the devil full of deceit and deceit.

"Mother why give Mother Wage a huge amount of money? Isn't Andre just taking two grand?" andre's voice sounded scared.

Kei knew the feelings of this youngest son of his. He brushed his son's short hair back with his five fingers, very soft.

"You stole my son. And the price of ten thousand is unequaled if you count your deeds. Don't do it, or you'll just be mad at you" Kei softly threatened. Re-enter the house after the woman disappears from her sight.

It's not that Kei never violated the kid's behavior.

But Andre has many ways to get out of a room that is often considered very boring!

Andre's a wise boy. And Kei also believes that if Andre is just tired of the citizens who continue to stay away from them as if this small family without a head of family is a collection of community garbage.

****

"Mother Anna. Oh, mother Anna. Where are you?" a call from behind the room door, a simple and resounding voice.

Twelve o'clock less, Kei had just put his three children to sleep. Immediately rise from the corner of the bed of the youngest son who was asleep.

"Sleep well, dear mother," he closed the door.

Kei approached the person who was still shouting in the living room, "Bi Gin? Tumben came here. Sit, sit. Please sit down bi."

"Thank you."

Kei and the old lady sat on the sofa.

"Where does Kei live in this house? Comfortable then?"

Kei nodded, "Lumayan bi."

"Well, what, good, anyway?" aunt Gin frowned.

"So what should Kei say, bi?"

"It's comfortable. Must comfortable! You're this. Though last month aunty already cape looking for a house for you and three grandchildren aunty. Oh yes, Kei. Sorry yeah. Aunty's new now."

Kei smiled slightly, "No problem Bi. Aunt was very good to us anyway. Auntie's a meritorious person in Kei's life. If there's no aunt, can Kei have…"

"Sstttt," aunt shut Kei's mouth with her index finger. "Don't think shit. Aunty has failed to take care of aunt's biological children. And aunt won't fail a second time even if you're not aunt's son."

Aunty hugged Kei, the woman without a husband was already considered her son. It doesn't matter if Kei isn't the child born from his womb.

And Kei, that woman was always moved by all the kindness of Aunt Gin. Auntie Gin was already like a life teacher to her.

The old woman with her relics bears her shame and protects her when the world finds out Kei is pregnant out of wedlock. Without a husband, and likely never to meet that son of a bitch.

"Already, already. Don't be too moved. Aunty's been happy with you since the beginning of our meeting. Especially when you look like my son.The memory is a sense of re-emergence," fantasize for a moment.

Kei observed Aunt Gin with a guessing face, "Auntie…"

"Ekhm!" aunt's starting to wake up. "Oh yeah, where are my three grandchildren, Kei?" auntie as soon as possible stand up

"Sleep bi," Kei replied in a simple and honest way. Though Kei also knows, aunt wants to find a new topic to hide the mini super mistake.

The aunt turned her head and stopped the half-meter-long stride, "Where's their room?"

Kei stood up, "There bi," he pointed.

"Where?"

"Straight, turn, teruuus forward. That's their room, my aunt."

"Show me, Kei!"

"Yes-yes," said Kei.

Kei leads Aunt Gin to her daughter and son's room.

This house, just a month Kei and his three children occupied. From the results of his labor for about two years he wrote his works, got a income from there, a little assisted by his aunt and best friend Celica, who often come here, often, he was finally able to occupy the minimalist style house and modren it.

"It's bi, their room."

Aunt smiled with relief. Walk around some parts of the room filled with favorite equipment Anna and Alice.

"Beautiful," he praised. "Auntie likes all this," then turns around. "You designed all this, Kei?"

Soon Kei frowned, "Design? What was designed, Bi? Kei made Kei's house as intact as an aunt gave it."

"That's not what aunt Kei meant," seemed aunty completely dissatisfied with Kei's reply.

"Then?" Kei increasingly did not understand his aunt's intentions.

"This. This painting, Kei," points to a collapsed canvas painting, just a graffiti. But the more it looks, the more it looks, a flower in the picture there. "It's so pretty, Kei! Who made it?"

"Anna, bi," Kei replied.

"Anna!?" the terkejud aunty.

"Ssttt," desit Kei instructed to shrink the sound.

The aunt's head turned to the sleeping child slightly moving her body back and forth on the separated bed. It seems that these three toddlers are getting uncomfortable with aunt Gin's voice.

"good. Aunty's out," final aunt Gin whispered. His feet moved forward away from the room. Followed by Kei who retreated.

"Good sleep good grandkids grandmothers!" still whispering before finally moving away from there.

Back to the couch.

"It's bi, the tea," Kei put the sweet tea on the table. He took the time to serve a glass of sweet tea in the kitchen.

"Yes. You're welcome, Kei."

Kei sat.

Bibi drew closer with a look of disbelief, "So it's really Anna's painting, Kei!?"

"Yaaa, true bi."

"When did Anna learn!? Hmm, she's only five and a half years old, Kei."

"Auntie doesn't believe?"

"Bu-not disbelief, Kei. It's just that, auntie, it's amazing that toddlers like Anna. Good at painting that well!"

"Yes, that's proof bi. Kei also actually did not believe it at first. But after trying to understand Kei's eldest daughter, Kei ends up following her every need and wish."

"When it starts, Kei. I-I mean when did you know Anna was that smart?"

"Five days after Kei just stayed here. Kei did not pay much attention to Kei's children. They are active as usual, bi. Then Kei is exhausted."

"I'm sorry auntie Kei. Aunt was working a lot at the time, too. So pay less attention to you and your children, do not even stop by just help," said sorry aunt Gin.

"It's gone bi. After all, it's not the aunt who asked the attendant to raise the goods so that the arrangement of the goods, Kei's customs."

"Yes-yes. Hmm, continue your story, Kei."

Kei began, "There was a neighbor painting the walls of his house. And Anna took the paint and brushes made graffiti on the wall. The neighbors were angry, and so on. Until Kei gets tired, it's better to buy Kei's kids all the painting equipment. It turns out the longer the better."

"So, did you teach Kei?"

"There, bi. Name's Tessa. She's a nice girl, living next to Kei's house. But since two days ago did not come to the house he said no longer allowed by his mother."

"The people here know about your disgrace, don't they, Kei?"

"Maybe," Kei sighed. "But where did aunt know?"

"Thus. Aunty heard there are residents who whispered that the woman who lives in this house is a comfort woman."

Degh's!

Kei closed his eyes. He clasped his hand. Patience Kei, patience. That is how his heart speaks.

Auntie's hand rubs Kei's shoulder, "Auntie's sure you're not like that, son. Don't you just keep living at home? There's not a striped-nose man coming and teasing you?"

Kei shook his head weakly. His voice was gushing, to be honest the young lady was crying. "No Bi. It's just that there are fathers who often lyrics Kei when the way out to buy kitchen materials. Then most likely they thought Kei was flirting with those flirtatious gents."

Aunt's hand went up on Kei's head. Aunty touched and gently stroked him, "Don't be sad, dear. Do you know what? They're just jealous of your beauty. On the other hand, they are also afraid that you will take their husbands like a prostitute. They make that assumption. Especially with your status as a single mom, of course they think you're a night butterfly. No husband was seen until this very moment."

"But Kei told me that Kei's husband is dead, biii!" Kei bled.

The aunt immediately carried the body of the young woman she thought was her daughter into her arms. "Auntie knows your sadness. But anyway, you don't know if the man who raped you was alive or not. But–" aunt's speech stopped.

"Better he dies, bi! Die, then it's easier to stand trial to the angel of death! Let him burn to his bones and keep it so cyclic that he apologizes with Kei!"

Aunt heard him cringe to himself. "If he's dead, how is he gonna apologize to you, baby? Even if he's mean to you, you can't hate him like that. If there wasn't her and her sperm, there wouldn't be Anna, Alice and Andre that you care about so much. Remember, everything is beautiful in time. We as humans should follow a path. There is nothing good if not through a difficult and gripping groove. There is no happiness if you have not gone through hardship and suffering. By going through it, we will learn how to appreciate what we have now" explained aunt at length.

Kei nodded in understanding. Aunt wiped Kei's tears. "Auntie heard they were also berating your children's behavior?" guess aunt.

Kei nodded. "Yes, bi."

"Hm, gini. Neighbors, are the ones who monitor the most around. They are like the most active and most critical CCTV. Your children are criticized like that, not because they hate it. But they love you and want you to improve the nature and behavior of your children by advising them. Precisely if they keep quiet, there they actually hate you," explained Bibi at length.

Seriate…