Second-Chance Genius Child

AGKK Chapter 22 - Sister

When Haris finished tidying up my hair, he also re-fitted all the clothes. Making me de Javu, after our night together, in the morning even mas Haris who cleaned up all our belongings to return to Jakarta.

It was true that even then, Haris was willing to take responsibility. But yes, now everything is like this.

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At 3pm after all the business was done in the hospital, we finally went home to the apartment. Getting out of the hospital Alena was very happy even though she only saw the streets. "Papa, the road is slow, I like to see this road" Alena said.

"Well my dear," replied Mas Haris, he smiled and made me smile as well. Every time I see the interaction the two are always able to make me smile.

"Mom, do you want to go home or not?" ask Haris then. "Now Alena's condition has improved, Anindya is also not alone because there will be someone who will accompany her. So it's better for mom to rest at home" said Mas Haris.

A long sentence that made me widen my eyes, but I could not carelessly cut their words. Especially at this time I was accompanying Alena to see the street, Alena occasionally pointed at the car that had a lot of color, pointing at the towering building.

"In the apartment later there will also be a waiter who will stay, not only me, Anin and Alena," said Mas Haris again, because the mother was just silent and as if mas Haris knew about the anxiety of the mother.

"How's Nin?" mother asked then, Alhamdulillah mother asked me. But I haven't had time to answer for mother to stay, but mas Haris has already said.

"Anin would agree, all this time I've been fighting for Alena's recovery. It's time for mom to come home and rest, later I will also send a waiter to mom's house. So I got enough rest and met the neighbors. No need to take care of the house," explained mas Haris at length.

I saw my mother smile when she heard that explanation, I must also be very grateful because Haris also noticed it. Not because of Alena.

If it's like this I can't argue with it anymore.

Arriving at Alena's apartment was happier, she was like a breath of fresh air. Two maids greeted us and immediately cleaned up all the items.

I still accompany Alena around and look around this apartment. While I decided to talk to Mas Haris.

"Mas," I called, we were back in Alena's room, just the two of us.

"If you go home what about Namira? He must be uncomfortable if we stay together," I said when I was in front of Mas Haris.

"Namira will definitely understand, it's time for mom to rest in her own home. You don't want mom to take a break?"

"It's not like that I mean, Mas."

"Then how? It was you who came to me, now I would not approach if you did not ask," replied Haris ambiguous.

Makes me have trouble answering what.

"About Namira it's my business, you don't have to interfere too deeply" said mas Haris, instead speaking in a stressed tone. I just want to invite you to discuss.

"But later Namira will be the mother continued Alena, Mas. Obviously I should have a good relationship with him" I replied, not giving up.

I saw that Haris was breathing out violently, "Alright, now try to send Namira a message. Tell me if mom's going home she agrees or not. We will follow Namira's decision," replied Mas Haris, it seems that he did not want to argue too long with me.

Mas Haris fell silent, looking at me with an inexplicable look. But then he reached into his cell phone in his pants pocket and contacted someone. Maybe it was Namira so I decided to go out.

But Haris held my hand.

"Assalamualaikum, Namira," said Mas Haris.

The deg! My heart immediately pulsed.

"About Husna's mother, I asked her to go home. No need to stay in the apartment, here are many servants who can accompany Anin, Alena is also getting better. How's it?" ask Mas Haris, after explaining exactly as he explained to mother. No he added.

"Alright, but it seems like Anindya disagrees with my idea. Later try to talk to him," said Mas Haris to make me keep my eyes on him, because I know after he spoke like that he stared intently at me.

After the phone call was cut off, Haris released the check on my wrist. Then I heard my phone on Alena's bed shaking.

"That must be Namira, talk to her" said Mas Haris, choosing to get out of this room. So I immediately grabbed my phone and sure enough saw Namira's name there.

"Assalamualaikum, Nami," I said in an awkward voice.

"Waalaikumsalam Ma'am, Mas Haris just called me. He said he wanted Husna's mother to go home, but Anin was worried about me" Namira said, though she could not see his face but I felt that she was talking with smiling lips.

"I'm fine, ma'am, I believe in Anin and Mas Haris" Namira said.

And now it makes me smile in shame, because my mind goes too far.

Namira is not a woman like me, she lives well and has good self-confidence. Seeing me now, Namira would not think that.

"Thank you Nami" I replied after a long silence.

"Yes Ma'am, if there's anything don't hesitate to contact me."

"Yes, oh yes Nami. If you go to the hospital where you work through the apartment mas Haris or not?" my many.

"No Ma'am, the direction is opposite. Why?" ask Namira anyway.

"Hem, even though I want to prepare you stock."

"Then I'll come, tomorrow I'll be there at 8 am" Namira replied, her voice sounding enthusiastic.

"really?"

"Yes, I will judge the cuisine of Alena's mother," Namira said, she chuckled softly and made me smile.

Namira is this good, how could I possibly hurt her?

Every time I talk to him, I feel a sense of happiness. Like getting a sister.