DUO J: GENIUS
Dari

From a distance, Jemma could already tell who was heading towards the room she was in. The reason for the change in time to return to Delan.

Jemma with her overflowing happiness ran to Wyat. He couldn't wait to sit next to Nigel and Miles.

Although there are dishes on the table that are beautiful, taste delicious, small portions but a lot, Jemma does not care much.

The private space of elite restaurants is commonplace for Jemma now. Especially where he is now, it has been a drought because it became a point to meet the Irey family outside the house.

Angelicresto, one of Iking Group's business lines. The location of the building is strategic in the middle of Hicyti, a solution for high mobility Irey family members to meet on the agenda.

"Sweet Grandson, Grandpa," greeted Wyat and one of his old hands rubbed the head of Jemma. Sweet genius's favorite thing.

"Jemma misses Grandpa. Good news has also been waiting for Grandpa," replied Jemma energetic. Then he kissed the back of Wyat's hand as a form of greeting.

“Grandpa. I miss Jemma very much. Come,” said Wyat enthusiastically while holding the hand of his granddaughter and then continue to move toward his two sons are.

By way of roads interspersed with small jumps, Jemma adjusts its speed to Wyat. Soon, the two gathered at the same place as Nigel and Miles.

“Father,” welcome two men who have stood before Wyat.

The Irey family also spoke to each other, exchanged news, and of course the important point gathered this time was to share the happiness of Nigel's feet.

Minus attendance, Avery participated via video connection. Miles' wife's business is not done at the school Evelyn attended. Savvy Edu, a line in Ikingducation.

It feels like Jemma's heart is full. The sweet genius loved the feeling that it was feeling like now. The best day to so many times that he will be patriized in memory.

Look at Nigel in a bright face and thank you, Miles whose eyes glazed in gratitude, plus Wyat let out happy tears.

Just then, the brain of genius Jemma processed the happy moment before her eyes into a form of music inside her head.

There was an urge to play the piano keys, from which Jemma did not care. It would explode if he didn't play music for real.

"Pap, I need a piano. Now either. Jemma's head was like it was about to break," the genius fought with an eye pleading with her.

"Your face is pale and sweaty, Je," said Nigel in surprise, noticing the state of his daughter. "Papa's hold on to lie down."

Regardless of Jemma's words, Nigel raised the small body. Panic is papa.

"Pap, want a piano," said Jemma and her two eyes closed, holding back the heaviness in her head.

"Yes, Je. Play the piano after you get better, yes the Princess. Uncle Ice has called the doctor to come here" Nigel explained in his panic.

There was no experience that Nigel had learned to deal with Jemma that he saw in pain. This was the first time for the father and two other Irey men.

"Bring the piano to me, Pap. Jemma's head felt like it was about to break," whined Jemma and it made Nigel follow her instinct.

"Es, is this restaurant's piano being used?" nigel asks Miles, and asks the twins for help.

"Me-" said Miles cut off.

"On the top floor there is still a piano. In Mother's favorite room. Carry Jemma fast, El. The doctor is still on his way" Wyat said.

Nigel moved quickly. He really can't say anything more at this time.

Jemma was carried back by Nigel and then took the elevator. The employees on duty were quick to respond.

Nigel's breastplates face Jemma's condition. With his memory of Gail, he felt guilty for not being able to look after their daughter.

"Pap," said Jemma tightened her arm in a koala-style sling with Nigel.

"A little more we're up, Je. What does the princess feel now?" said Nigel gently. She pressed her voice shakes so that her panic did not worsen Jemma.

"The Father will do his best for the Princess. Papa's always with you, Je. Let's think about how to tell Mama after your doctor checks in, huh?"

"Yes, Pap."

"Well, until Je. Papa put the Princess down. Tell Papa how you feel."

"Yes, Pap," said Jemma again.

Usually he nodded to say yes but now his head is heavy. Jemma sat on the piano with her two eyes closed for a long time. It was enough to lighten the head.

"Pap," call Jemma then.

"Yes, Papa's here. Can Je feel Papa supporting your body?"

"could. Papa, whose cell phone is the same?"

"In Papa's pants pocket. Why, Je?"

"Please video me playing this piano, Pap. Just from behind, while Papa is standing now. Can ya?"

"Yes, The Princess. Right, it's okay your face isn't in the video? Papa asked the servant brother who took the video, how?"

"It's okay. The one that needs the music the most, Pap."

"Yes already. Papa get the phone first, Je."

Once Nigel's camera phone was undoubtedly ready, Jemma began to play her fingers agilely putting out music with the piano.

As Jemma follows the tones strung in the brain to be transferred to the melody through the keys that the musical instrument has, the condition of the sweet genius head improves.

Jemma continued to play the piano. Even when the team of doctors requested by Miles came along, he didn't care.

As if removing all the series of tones that were in his brain Jemma had to finish right now. His instincts say playing the piano is a cure for his sudden aching head condition.

As Jemma focused on her music, people within reach of the piano were swept away by the genius. The happy energy of a fast tempo tone is contagious.

As if hearing one person laugh loosely and crisp and happy then the laughter makes others happy, to the extent that it makes you laugh.

Nigel remembered Gail, if she had been here with him hearing Jemma's music. Even though he recorded and could show the video later, it still felt not as good as watching it live.

After Jemma finished her piano game, the genius's head felt like nothing had ever been felt before.

Plong and fresh from the situation, that's what Jemma felt.

It is true that Jarrett once told him that Jemma and music are inseparable. The little girl realized it was time to go back to Delan.

"Pap," call Jemma quick. "We can still get home before mom goes to bed, right?"

"If we leave now, it's still overtaken. But Je has to check first. Let's just call Mama to tell her it's too late to come home, okay?" said Nigel who gave Jemma space opinion.

"Pap, I'm healthy. My head improved after playing the piano. It even better feels. Please, Pap. We're going home now."

Nigel looked at Jemma's face carefully. Consider what he saw and Jemma said.

"Please, Pap. I want to show the video to Mama before she has time to go to bed. Straight from me."

|Connected.. Dw @ diamonds.in.words - January22

Genius is different, Jemma oh Jemma..