
87Geya was silent for so long watching the silhouette of a man who was about ten meters from where he was standing. Somehow but to Geya the man was like an angel descending from the sky. Beautiful and charming, is the word image for the figure of the man wearing the white shirt.
Geya is not heard when Nana's mother calls her several times. Nana's mother also noticed the direction Geya was looking at, and Nana's mother smiled full of mystery.
" Yes who have a Miss home" said Nana's mother who surprised Geya.
" I'm sorry Mom... But I guess the one who has is old age.. " Geya grinned.
" Fin five years later, he became the owner. Previously, he was his adoptive parents. Because he was also a child of this home " said Nana's mother.
" Surely he's a good person." Geya praised. Liking a small child even to pay attention to every detail in this orphanage, it was certain that the man was a kind man.
" Good man, but unfortunately he was abandoned by his wife when he was just married one year. So for fifteen years he was widower. "the story of Nana ma'am.
" What's... Fifteen years old? How old is she mom? " tanya Geya was quite surprised.
" He's only thirty-five years old. He was married very young.. Don't talk anymore about that widower. Let's go around again. "take Nana's mom.
Geya stared for a moment at the figure she admired even though she did not know what it looked like. Fifteen years old, it's not easy. It seems like she must have had trauma about marriage even women.
Nana's mother takes Geya to the nursing home. Here he said there were about a hundred elderly people who no longer have families, nor whose families no longer want to take care of them. So that with open arms the foundation of Love Mother accepted them, and became a big family.
The plan this time will be held a birthday celebration for an old woman named Cecilia, or commonly called oma Cecil. This woman used to be delivered by her own daughter to the foundation on the grounds that the princess could not care for oma Cecil because she would move to another state in America. Though it was just an excuse, because oma Cecil suffered from stroke so that his son would no longer care.
But it is a miracle, in this nursing home, Oma Cecil can sit back, move his right hand, speak also smoothly. It was all due to the treatment provided by this foundation. It is a paradise for those who have no family.
" We are very selection in the adoption process. It's not arbitrary that we let this orphanage child be adopted by someone especially if they don't have the ability to. Sometimes there are those who say adopting a child as a lure, so we vehemently reject that. Because if it is like this then when the adoptive parents of the child get baby with their own flesh blood, 90% of them will definitely abandon their adopted children. We avoid for it. "nana's mother told me.
" You are right, because the child is an angel whom God sends as a complement to a household. " Geya looked at her already slightly protruding belly and stroked it.
" You will be the children who grow up lovingly from mommy. I Love you. "inner Geya.
After being content to go around and talk to some nursing home residents, Geya now prepares herself for her show which will begin in a few seconds.
" Huft's.... Huft.... Why am I so nervous? Though I have often wiri wara on television while serving as CEO at JN Entertainment. Then, what happened to me at this time.? " giya muttered backstage.
" Well let's listen to the piano later melodious from our new friend. Miss Geya.... " the MC invited Geya to perform.
" Miss Geya.. fighting." a child who was also backstage cheered Geya on. And Geya replied to her with her nod and her typical sweet smile.
Although the pounding heart was extremely intense, even both his palms and feet were so cold from being too nervous. But in Geya's heart she was convinced that this was her first appearance, and that it should be memorable.
" Good afternoon everyone... I'm Geya, I'm going to perform some songs to cheer you all up.
Degh's... Degh's... Degh's....
A man in a white shirt stared intensely at Geya's figure. It was as if his entire body had entered into the beautiful ash eyes of Geya. The man gave a faint smile when he saw and heard the piano Geya was playing.
" She is very beautiful, like an angel. "the inner man praised.
This is the first time he met a beautiful figure who was playing the piano on stage there. Curiosity with the beautiful woman penetrated into the recesses of the man in the white shirt.
" It looks like I should ask the head mother." the man returned a thin smile. His heart had fallen on the figure of the woman who was playing the piano.
Geya performed so stunningly this afternoon. All eyes looked at him in awe, let alone the tone he played anesthetizing everyone present so that everyone liked the thing Geya played. When his appearance was over, all those in the hall clapped their hands in excitement. It can't be explained, but Geya really feels that she has succeeded with her own abilities in the absence of help from her siblings or parents.
" Mom, dad... Geya is happy here. I have a new family that loves me as much as you do. Forgive Gya for being selfish, mom, dad. I love you guys. "bain Geya. Without anyone knowing she had shed her tears. Tears of longing for his family who always loved him. But he must be alone this time without them.
" Cecil's happy birthday, may it always be healthy and long life.." Geya smilingly looked at the old granny who was in front of her.
" Thank you.." murmured oma Cecil.
When Geya stepped off the stage, her new phone vibrated. Geya thought it was Thalita because the one who kept her new phone number was only a few people. But when reading a name that he had missed earlier, Geya again cried.
*My hero brother
Ge, I'm proud off you*. The spirit of living your new days. Me and everyone here loves you. I miss you, so much. And your performer is really gorgeous.. Your lovely brother, .... Galen
The message sent by Galen that had seen Geya's performance through the video that Thalita sent. Geya cried happily, because even though she had been humiliated, but for Galen she had always been a holy and beautiful...