Second-Chance Genius Child

Second-Chance Genius Child
AGKK Chapter 12 - As Hypnotized



Gluey! I gulped a rough gulp, I decided to turn my face away because Haris was so close to my face. Makes me nervous.


It would be a lie to say that my heart is not beating. The good looks of Haris can indeed anesthetize all women, I can not deny that I was also able to fall asleep. But fortunately my head was still able to think clearly, so every time my heart was pounding, I immediately set it aside to leave.


Now that I'm not young anymore, there's no time to take care of my heart. The only focus in my life right now is on Alena.


"This belt is a little broken, I haven't had time to fix it" said mas Haris, after he returned to sit in his own chair.


"Yes, Mas" I answered, confused as to what to answer. Instead of just being quiet so you decide to answer yes.


The car finally started to drive away from the hospital area. Earlier when inviting to go mas Haris Seen in a hurry once but now I feel the speed of this car is not so fast, even though the road in front of us is also quite stretchy, there is no heavy traffic.


As if to indicate that maybe Mas Haris wants to linger with me down this road.


Astaghfirullahaladzim, what am I thinking. My feelings are too far-fetched.


"Namira is a pediatrician, she will definitely receive Alena well. You don't have to worry about him" said Mas Haris suddenly, as the car stopped at a red light.


Someone who is a prospective wife of a Haris Pratama certainly not a random person. So I shouldn't be surprised to know that she is a doctor.


Thank God more people will love Alena.


I can't worry about anything, can't think of nothing, thinking that she won't accept Alena. I have to believe in Haris.


Even Alena herself will prove it, I can not be bad at the beginning.


"Yes," I answered so obediently.


"I also told my parents last night. They were shocked, but could accept this all the same as me."


"I'm sorry, Mas" I replied, in an instant I did make a scene in the family. Suddenly gave news that was like lightning in broad daylight.


"Don't apologize anymore, haven't we forgiven each other?" he asked, his voice was cold, and now I feel his voice is warmer.


I don't know, maybe it's just my feeling. But I really can't guess what's inside Mr. Haris' head.


"Yes, we forgive each other. But I'm always self-aware, it all starts with me. If Mas asks, I'm willing to explain to the future wife Mas Haris and Mas's family also that I'm wrong."


"No" answered Haris quickly. "There's no problem now, Namira and my family have accepted. They're also really looking forward to seeing Alena, but I'm still holding it" Haris later said.


"Maybe in 1 or 2 months I just found them, when Alena's situation really improved. Rather than meeting in the hospital, it would be more convenient to meet at your house," explained Mas Haris.


It was heartbroken when he mentioned about my house, my house which became Alena's main house.


"Yes Mas, whatever Mas's decision I will support," I replied, you both have to do this. Talk about Alena.


I can't be nervous just yet.


"Mas, I just stop here," I said hurriedly, rather than having to stop in front of the terrace of the Haris mas house, it would feel more comfortable if I stopped here alone.


I know this is Haris' own house, he has long decided to live alone, separated from his parents.


But that fact makes me even more introspective, not both anymore.


And hearing my words, Mas Haris immediately stopped his car there.


"Thank you, I'll go straight back home" I said as well as saying goodbye.


I saw that Haris did not answer with words, but he just nodded his head in response. But that's how I understood, that he said yes.


I carefully removed this seat belt, thankfully without any problems. Then get out of the car and close it slowly.


I bow my head once again, as a form of respect and gratitude. Car mas Haris then drove to get more into the yard of this house.


"Sir, I'm going to take the bike. Thank you for being taken care of" I told the guards. The same person I met yesterday.


"Okay Ma'am, please take it," replied the father. I got on my bike and turned once again towards the house of Mas Haris. I saw a man walking into the house, busy with his own cell phone.


Maybe he's exchanging news with doctor Namira.


I turn on this motor, then turn on. I took a few steps back, before I actually stepped forward and walked out of the mansion.


The streets of Jakarta that felt very hot during the day, I forgot not to wear a jacket so it was getting burnt both my arms.


When I arrived at the hospital I immediately ran in, looking for cold air from the many ACs installed in the hospital.


30 Minutes after I arrived at the hospital, Haris returned to the hospital. He looked fresher and his clothes were changed.


I thought he'd be back by night, but it turned out to be coming sooner than I thought.


"Anindya, from today I will live in a Luxury apartment, in a 2nd floor 5 unit. If there will be anything and I'm in the apartment just come straight there," explained mas Haris.


Luxury Apartment is the closest apartment to this hospital, it looks like that apartment and this hospital is still in one company management. But I don't really understand either.


But where the Luxury apartment is I know the place.


"Okay, Mom," I replied.


"The key is 2, one you hold," he said again and made me confused, though confused but the black card I took, because Haris stretched it out.


"Later if Alena can get out of the hospital for a walk, Alena rests in the apartment only, let her feel the new atmosphere. So stay close to the hospital, not too far away like if you live in your house or my house, right?" tanya mas Haris and I nodded obediently, like hypnotized.