Second-Chance Genius Child

Second-Chance Genius Child
AGKK Chapter 34 - Unchanged



"Why does Haris look angry again?" I was very confused. The feeling that I did what he told me to do, the feeling that I did the best for our relationship going forward.


But always mas Haris behaved as if I made a fatal mistake, until the cold attitude he kept pointing at me.


Really, I feel uncomfortable with a relationship like this. Mas Haris should have said what he wanted me to understand, if he kept quiet like that, how could I understand him.


I decided to go back into the room, wash my face so that it is not too obvious if I cry. I'll find out where Alena and Mas Haris are. It turned out that the two were already in the living room, watching television waiting for the magrib to arrive.


"Mamaaa, where the hell is it?" alena asked, welcoming me with an annoyed-sounding question. While Mas Haris did not turn his head in the slightest, his gaze was straight towards the television in front of him.


The man seemed to not consider my existence.


"Sorry baby, Mama was in the room," I replied to Alena, I chose to sit on the other sofa, not join the two.


Just sitting down, Mas Haris immediately turned his head with that cold gaze of his. Makes my heart instantly pulsate in shock.


Astarghfirullahaladzim aposchland. My inner.


"Why is Mama sitting there, sitting here," Alena asked later, the beautiful boy also patted the empty side beside her.


"Dear, baby" I replied, following Alena's wishes. So I awkwardly moved to a sitting position, next to Alena and made us sit side by side, all three.


Alena then pulled my hand for her to hold, her right left hand she used to hold the hands of her father and mother.


"Tomorrow is still Wednesday, even though I can't wait to go to the park" Alena said.


"Tomorrow to go to the park is also not a problem, Papa will not go to work," replied Mas Haris.


"Is that really Pa?" alena asked, asking in a tone that sounded so enthusiastic.


"Yes Alena my dear child, my love, my world, we can go tomorrow" replied Mas Haris, when else can I see her childish attitude like that, the childish attitude that only he showed in front of Alena.


"Yes!! I can't wait!" sahut Alena, so excited, he let go of his hand to me and instead hugged Mas Haris tightly.


Amongst the happiness of the two, I was only able to gulp roughly. It means I have to call Namira back and say that the schedule changed, not Sunday they went to the park, but tomorrow.


"Papa's gonna call Anton's doctor first, tonight let him come to check on Alena. After that we heard whether Anton's doctor allowed Alena to go to the park or not" explained Mas Haris later.


Every time you see Mas Haris and Alena's interaction, you can always make it yourself.


"Ready Pa, I'll rest first in the room. So Anton's doctor will let me go" Alena replied. He also directly picked up his Barbie doll on the table, then headed to his own room to instantly rest.


"Mas" called me before Haris called Anton's doctor, he had his phone ready to call the child's doctor.


"I want to talk," I said.


"Which one?" reply mas Haris, his voice was cold, managed to give me goosebumps.


"Mirror."


Mas Haris fell silent, only looking at me intensely and sharply.


"We can still go to the park next time, later we will have a lot of time together. While Namira is not, especially after we get married, she will definitely hesitate to come. So ..." I took a break first, but Haris' gaze made it hard for me to talk.


"Ja-so just this once, please go all three. I don't have to come, do I?" I asked, now I am so begging. But the sharp gaze of Mas Haris did not slacken at all.


Makes me swallow very roughly. Gluey!


"Are you persuading me?" ask Haris, even questions like that which he asked, even though I was talking seriously.


But I can do anything but say yes, "Yes Mas" I replied, an answer that somehow made me feel ashamed of myself.


"Mass my shoulder, maybe after that I can change my mind," replied Haris later.


I was in contact with meandering, but could not do anything when mas Haris directly changed his sitting position. So it's like turning my back on me as if handing over his shoulder.


O Allah. My mind, because this heart suddenly became nervous. Mas Haris also directly contacted Anton's doctor, making me so clumsy myself, inevitably I finally moved both hands to touch his shoulder.


Astaghfirullahaladzim, my mind again. Oh God I was so nervous, so careful I started massaging his shoulders. While my heart kept on being sober.


Until finally the phone call Mas Haris with doctor Anton was finished, but he still enjoyed this massage.


Somehow to stop, I couldn't talk until Haris had finished himself.


"Enough," said Mas Haris finally, after a few minutes had passed. And hearing that one word I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.


I retreated back and sat in my original position, not as close as when massaging.


Mas Haris looked at me before he spoke, "What Alena wants us to go all three, while Namira is just a complement" said Mas Haris later. "So you will still go to the Park, the things in the Park will be up to you how," he said again and then left. His voice sounds softer, but still that's not what I want to hear.


Huh! I breathed violently. Feeling cheated, I've massaged her shoulders but her decision hasn't changed.