Second-Chance Genius Child

AGKK Chapter 4 - Papa

"Ma, is he really my father?" alena asked, she slightly pushed my chest to break this embrace. I did it and now we're looking at each other.

From the look of those eyes Alena showed a lot of doubt. For all this time I always said that his father was far abroad. It took a lot of time to ask her father to come.

But all of a sudden I brought a foreign man into the room and introduced him as Papa Alena.

I did not answer the question immediately, I first took a small mirror in the drawer of the nightstand. I pointed the mirror at Alena's face.

"Look baby, your skin is as pure white as Papa's. His nose is sharp like Papa's and your face is also very similar" I said slowly.

I saw Alena, who was also looking at herself in the mirror, seeking the truth of all my words.

"Papa is very sorry for not being able to accompany you, now he has come and will not go again" I said, whether this will be a lie or reality. I was also expecting to be real.

Just this once, O God, please grant my request, I beg for Alena's happiness.

I see now Alena's eyes are glazed over. "Ma ... My heart was like it was going to explode" Alena said, crying.

"Sstt, don't talk like that. Alena's gonna heal, Alena's a strong boy."

"I'm not crying Karana sad Ma, but I'm happy, until my heart wants to explode" Alena chimed again and I hugged her again.

Alena is still a child, but she is very smart in some ways. Even her thoughts are more mature than her age. The thought that makes me sad, because Alena must understand this at the age that she should be playing.

"Then don't cry anymore, calm down Alena yes, take a breath and throw it away slowly" I asked as I took my distance and wiped all the tears away.

"Drink first baby," said the mother, she also helped Alena to drink. Mom didn't talk to me much, just stared at me with an unfamiliar look.

Seemed disappointed, sad and I don't know, scared me.

Still looking at Alena who was drinking, I suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, suddenly I turned my head and saw Mr. Harris had returned. He didn't come alone but with a doctor I was clear who the doctor was. He's Anton's doctor, the doctor who's been working on Alena.

Mr. Harris stared at me for a moment, before his wistful gaze moved on Alena.

I lowered my gaze, staring at the floor of this room with an increasingly raging mind.

I heard clearly Mr. Harris who introduced himself to Alena, speaking in a slow and slow voice.

Mr. Harris apologized for not being able to accompany Alena, and Mr. Harris promised that he would never leave Alena again.

I couldn't stand it anymore, my tears just fell. Even falling to the floor. But I was bitten by my lower lip so that my crying would not make a sound.

"Papa," said Alena and made my chest even more claustrophobic. I did not look towards the two, I chose to turn my face away. But let's just say I can already feel that now the two are hugging each other.

Tonight, Alena finally has a heart transplant.

Me, Mum and Mr. Harris are waiting in the waiting room.