Second-Chance Genius Child

Second-Chance Genius Child
AGKK Chapter 21 - Makes Me Sad



"Stop crying, wash your face before going back into Alena's room" said Mas Haris, after saying that he took one step back, as if re-creating the distance between the two of us.


It makes my heart feel so much emptiness, emptiness, alone.


I was no longer able to answer, only moving both my hands to obey the words of Mas Haris. Remove all tears and try not to cry anymore.


"I've always believed your words. So now I'm also going to believe that time can make Alena understand that her papa will have two families."


I nodded quickly, but both of my eyes looked down helplessly to return the gaze of Haris.


"Sit down again, drink first" said Mas Haris later, he took me a glass of water. So I sat down again and drank the water.


After seeing me quite calm, Mas Haris finally paid to go home to the apartment.


"I'm leaving," he said.


And my voice seemed to run out to answer, so could only nod.


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The day rolled.


The day after my conversation with Mas Haris we got a little awkward. But on the second day we started as usual, who would do everything for Alena.


Including the exclusion of feelings and inner struggle.


Today Namira came to the hospital because she wanted to see firsthand Alena's health checkup. Namira was even next to Anton's doctor as the examination progressed. Namira noticed everything in detail. No one is missed.


He even recorded a few things in his notebook.


And after the examination Namira kissed Alena's cheek to encourage her.


I smiled when I saw Alena returning Namira's embrace.


"Good, Alena's condition is very good. Alena was allowed to go home. But I recommend staying close to the hospital. So if at any time there is nothing Alena quickly get treatment," explained Dr. Anton.


Thank God, my mind too. Finally, after a long time, Alena was not only allowed to play in the hospital park. But really get out of this place.


"Thank God, thank you Doc. For a while we would stay in the Luxury apartment, until Anton's doctor allowed Alena to go home" replied Mas Haris.


"That's the right decision, sir," replied Anton.


I saw Namira nodding in agreement, while I was already delighted, so just kept smiling without giving any response.


When I came from the examination room, Namira and I were both holding Alena. While Haris tailed behind.


"Sir, I'm sorry. I can't help moving. Now I have to go back to the hospital again" said Namira, seeing the look on her face filled with regret.


"It's okay Namira, you came to accompany Alena's examination just so happy. Thank you," I replied, I smiled and wanted Namira to smile again.


"But later play to my apartment ya mama Nami," said Alena anyway, a while ago Alena had asked what mas Haris apartment was, what, mas Haris said that the apartment was our new home.


"Dear, my mother will play at Alena's apartment" replied Namira.


"Alena, let's just carry," said Mas Haris, his words made our steps so stop.


"You want!" sahut Alena, I am very sure he wants Alena not because he is tired, but only because he wants to be spoiled with the papa.


Mas Haris then crouched down for a moment and then carried Alena. I saw Namira immediately hugging the arms of Haris as well, making me see a very beautiful scenery.


It's exquisite.


I don't know why my heart is so broken.


But what I showed on my face was a big smile.


We walked to the elevator together. Every now and then I lowered my head and looked the other way, as soon as I had to endure the pain.


But it's okay, let me enjoy the pain alone. I don't want Namira to feel it either.


Arriving at the room and then dropped off Alena, the mother also immediately welcomed us.


"Bak Anin, Mom, I said yes immediately," said Namira, he immediately said goodbye before he could sit first.


"Thank you Mom, but I have to go back to the hospital" Namira refused.


"Let Namira go ma'am, look at her to beg," I replied, making Namira so nudge my arm. We ended up laughing together.


I noticed that I was close to Namira like this and Haris always put on her cold face. I don't know what's on that guy's mind, I can never understand it.


"Well then, if this is the case, I can't hold back anymore" mother resigned and made me with Namira more and more chuckle.


After that Namira really left and Mas Haris who drove him down.


"Mom, Alena can go home" I told my mother, delivering this happy news.


"Huh? Did ya? Alena can go home?" reply mom, even many ask as if not believe.


"Yes ma'am, ask Alena if you don't believe it" I said, now that my eyes are sparkling, radiating immeasurable happiness.


"Yes Mbah Putri, Alena can already go home," said Alena, she even spoke before she could answer.


"O Allah, Alhamdulillah, Allahuakbar," said the mother gratefully, until I cried again to hear her gratitude.


A happy smile mixed with sadness that came out of nowhere.


She hugged Alena tightly, and she cried even more than I did.


"There's a tap, ma'am" I said, after I removed all the tears.


"But what is Nin?" mother asked, she broke her embrace to Alena but still crouched down in front of her granddaughter.


"But we're gonna live in Haris' apartment first, not home yet. Maybe 1 month, if Alena doesn't feel any new complaints we'll go home" I explained in detail.


"It's okay, thank God we can at least leave this hospital" replied the mother. Mom and Alena must be tired of living here. Even though being in the VIP room still feels confined, it cannot be free.


That's why when we get permission to go home, even to the apartment, we still feel happy and grateful.


"Alena play Barbie in the living room, Mbah and mama will take care of things" said the mother later.


"Ready Mbah," said Alena obediently.


We started to clean all the clothes. Mom packed in our room, while I packed all of Alena's clothes.


"I'll help you" said a man who made my heart flinch in shock, though the voice was familiar to me but always managed to shock me.


I looked back and saw that Haris was back.


O Allah, please sharpen my ears so that I can hear the footsteps of Haris. Batinku.


"No, I can do it myself. Mas Haris just accompany Alena in the living room" I said.


But I forgot, if all this time Haris never heard my words. Especially if about rejecting his offer, Mas Haris will never want to hear.


Look, now even he is still moving closer. Until I stand right next to me. He pulled the suitcase next to the closet and opened it.


If this is how I can no longer invite him to argue, if mas Haris has started working then I must do the same.


I opened Alena's closet. I took the bottom first and Haris took it for him to put it in the suitcase.


We worked in silence, until I finally took the top. Either out of nervousness or what, I dropped some clothes, some fell on my head.


Oh God, my mind is calm.


"Take care" said Mas Haris, he stood up and took over my duties. Take all the clothes at the very top easily. I'm 165, but Haris is 187.


"Sorry," I replied.


Instantly my body was sculpting as Mas Haris fixed my slightly messy hair. She tidied my hair, but she didn't realize that it had broken my heart into pieces.


Because every sweet treatment he gives not only makes me happy, but it makes me sad.


"I can do it myself Mas" I tried to shake his hand.


"Shut up" said Mas Haris briefly.