Hansa & Geeta
Chapter XXIV

Aunt mangangguk. “Iya times yes. Uh, what's Aunt's advice?”

Her water face that was serious turned cheerful again.

I propped up my chin at the end of the broom. “Hmm, I can do it anyway. But I can only rent two rooms. It doesn't taste good with Grandma.”

Aunty flicked her hands in the air.

“Aih, gapapa. The important thing is someone nemenin you.” He patted my shoulder and chuckled.

Mengulum smiled, I nodded briefly.

“Iya. Aunty is worried about me I am very grateful.”

Aunty rubbed her nose in shame. “Ih, that's a sure thing oruh.”

I'm laughing a little.

At first I thought living in Grandma's house would make me sad all the time. But apparently not really.

Auntie was very kind, and Geeta's presence was quite comforting to me. Although initially troublesome.

“Judah if you agree. Aunty directly said the same candidate yes.”

I blinked. A candidate?

“Eh, is there? I mean, does anyone want to rent his room?”

Aunt smiled widely. “Iya. Cepet right? Auntie is loh.”

I smiled blandly. That fast, huh?...

“How many people, Tan?” askaku.

The reason is, I agreed to Auntie's suggestion because of Geeta. I thought then I could tell Geeta was one of the tenants.

But, if the person that Auntie called was already two people…

“New one anyway. Why?”

My reflexes are relieved. “Ngak. I think there are people who want to be here too,” replied me origin.

Auntie immediately looked excited.

“Seriously? Nice dong!” he cried with sparkling eyes.

I laughed stiffly. Well. I don't know if it's good or not. Hopefully nothing will happen later.

“Turn to move. This auntie acquaintance wants to move out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Can ya?”

I'm flirting with Aunt's hasty attitude. Where can? Geeta can't speak properly.

“Eh, t-but..”.

“Udahlah! Better spit, Han. Temen you also tell rush,” as well without hearing my opinion.

...…...

“Hannie?”

Geeta pops her head from behind the wall.

Just now, last afternoon Geeta was able to correctly say my name. A nickname anyway. Let it. That remains progress.

“Hm?” I looked up while smiling thinly. Just like Grandma when I called her first.

Geeta is sitting next to me. Then write something on paper.

Two days ago, I taught him to write, and he went straight overnight. Maybe writing was easier for him.

So for now, Geeta communicates with the writing.

[Thinking what?]

Write it on paper.

I shook my head slowly. “Nothing.”

Actually I was thinking of a way to hide Geeta's eyes.

The eyes are too striking. Which man in the hemisphere has a jeweled eye?

I don't know what would happen if anyone saw such eyes. Ugh, I don't want to imagine it.

Geeta wrote again.

[Lying.]

I snorted amusedly. “Totally. Mending you eat. Said laper. Want me to masakin?”

Geeta pouted as I shifted the subject. He glared lazily, and folded both his hands in front of his chest.

Six days ago, I asked my aunt's acquaintance to come in a week. The reason is to prepare the room.

And during that time I taught Geeta a lot of things. As for communication, I have overcome it. But, eyes…

Brain twisting, I'm looking for a solution for ‘center’'s eyes. Ah, I know.

“Geeta.”

Geeta turned towards me with a hostile face.

“Why would we eat out today?” my proposal.

His eyes immediately shone brightly. Ah, this is also the problem. Geeta's eyes are like flashlights.

He jumped off the couch and wrote again.

Then I pulled my hand with all my energy until I almost fell.

Did I tell you that Geeta's power is huge? Power is not human energy. Really am.

“Eh, wait. You won't come out with the appearance so.”

I pointed at his casual clothes and shining eyes without any cover.

Geeta tilted her head. Feeling that nothing is wrong.

“Wait a minute. I have an idea.”

...…...

Bruk!

I closed the car door and saw Geeta get out of the passenger seat.

“Pfft.” Holding back my laughter I turned my body.

Geeta stomps her legs irritated. “Euungh!!”

“No, no. Good,”, I still hold back laughter.

Seeing her in a thick jacket, hat, and sunglasses made me laugh. He was completely drowned in that outfit.

“Maybe we should find a shirt for you too. My clothes are all oversized.”

I reached out to him. “Come. Faster better.”

Geeta was still pouting as she grabbed my hand. Honestly, he was very obedient. I'm grateful for that. So not too much trouble.

We entered the Mall area filled with a sea of people with definite steps.

I'm planning on finding Geeta a contact lens. Actually I don't want to wear it like that.

It feels like painting a cat's natural pretty fur with human hair paint.

Poor are.

“Geeta, never let go of my hand. Understand?” I told him as soon as he entered the air-conditioned building.

Geeta nodded. His current appearance attracted quite the attention. But people are too busy with their business to come to us.

Before I go to the restaurant, I look for the glasses shop first.

I think it was the sunglasses Geeta was wearing, which attracted a lot of people.

“Geeta, later I want you to wear something in your eyes. Want ya?” I asked him to find a glasses shop.

Geeta looked scared for a moment. “Eumm...”

He seems to be scared because I said so.

“I wasn't on purpose either. But, you must. If the eyes of the gem are not covered, your real identity can be found,”, I explained. Trying to persuade.

Geeta. Then look at me again. “Oyge,” he said slowly.

I smiled and gently stroked his head. “Thank you.”

Then lead him into the shop.

I asked for contact lenses for normal, dark brown eyes. And put it on Geeta somewhere else.

Geeta held onto her sunglasses tightly as I tried to take them off.

“Hey, you agreed,” I said in a somewhat disappointed tone.

Geeta. “Hita... hagut.”

‘Geeta takar’ said. I took a long breath.

“Papa. I'm the makein. It’s okay.”

I stroked his head gently. And Geeta took off her own glasses, after fifteen minutes of sulking.

After the contact lenses were perfectly fitted, I thrust out the small glass I had brought from home. It seems to belong to Grandma.

“Already, good right?” I said comforting.

Geeta grabs the glass and watches her eyes. Then smile cheerfully.

“Aaang!!”

I'm laughing a little. “Now you don't need to wear sunglasses anymore. Yuk eat.”

Geeta ignored me for a moment. Keep watching the new look of his eyes.

I snorted amusedly. Thank goodness she likes it. I think he's gonna be in pain and stuff.

In my heart I was ready to be hated by Geeta for wearing foreign objects.

On the other hand, I'm also not sure that contact lenses can cover the light of his eyes. But, I think things are going much more smoothly than I thought.

When happy, Geeta's eye light is not as bright as usual. Pretty Hansa, pretty good. I'm proud of myself.

“Geeta, come...”.

Geeta flinched a little, and smiled at me. He returned the glass, and grabbed my hand which he had ignored earlier.

“Aang!”

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