Here is a story that will touch your heart and prove that kindness has a reward in a way we never expect.

Don Fausto, 85, is known throughout St. Luke’s Geriatric Ward. He is the so-called “Terror Patient”. He is rich, the owner of vast haciendas in Bacolod, but no one wants to take care of him. Within a month, five private nurses have resigned because of him.

He throws food at the nurses, curses, and humiliates them.

“Stay away from me! Your service is terrible! You only want money from me!” Don Fausto would always shout.

This is where Jenny, a 25-year-old nurse, enters. She is an orphan and works hard to support herself. When she is offered the job of caring for Don Fausto with triple hazard pay, she accepts. Not because of the money, but because she feels sorry for the old man. She could see in his eyes the same sadness as her grandfather had before he died.

On Jenny’s first day, she was greeted by a flying bowl of porridge.

“You’re another one?! Get out of here!” Don Fausto shouted.

Instead of being scared or angry, Jenny calmly picked up the bowl. She took a napkin and gently wiped the old man’s arm that had been splashed with porridge.

“Sir Fausto,” Jenny said gently. “The porridge is a waste. And your blood pressure is also a waste if you’re always hot-headed. I’m Jenny, and I won’t leave until you get better.”

Every day, Don Fausto tested Jenny’s patience. Sometimes, he delayed the medicine. Sometimes, he deliberately defecated on the bed just to torment Jenny. But not once, the young woman complained. He cleaned her up with respect, sang old songs, and talked to her even when the old man didn’t answer.

One day, Don Fausto’s nephews—Rico and Tanya—arrived. They were dressed richly but didn’t even kiss the old man.

“Tito, sign this Power of Attorney so we can sell the land in Batangas,” Rico began.

“Yes, Tito, we need cash. You’re almost gone, after all,” Tanya added while texting.

Jenny saw the pain in Don Fausto’s eyes. She saw the old man’s hand shaking.

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Jenny interrupted. “Excuse me, Ma’am, Sir. The patient’s BP is high. He can’t be stressed. If you don’t have anything nice to say, can you go out first?”

“Oh! You’re just an assistant here!” Tanya shouted.

“I’m a nurse. And he’s my patient. He’s a human being, not an ATM,” Jenny replied bravely.

Jenny threw the nephews out. When they left, Jenny noticed that Don Fausto was crying.

“Why are you still here?” the old man asked harshly. “I have nothing to give you. I have a bad attitude.”

Jenny held his hand. “Because, I know you are sad. And no one should die alone and sad.”

From then on, Don Fausto’s heart softened. They became friends. Jenny became his family for the last three months of his life.

When Don Fausto’s time came, Jenny held his hand.

“Thank you, son…” Don Fausto’s last whisper before he breathed his last. His face was peaceful.

On the day of the funeral, the relatives cried (forcefully). Rico and Tanya were there, dressed in black designer clothes, and were very upset when the Last Will and Testament was read. Jenny was just on the sidelines, silently crying because she had lost a friend.

After the funeral, the lawyer, Atty. Cruz, gathered everyone in the mansion.

“I will read Don Fausto’s last will,” the lawyer began.

Rico and Tanya grinned. They were sure that the millions would go to them.

“To my nieces, Rico and Tanya…” the lawyer read.

Rico stood up, ready to celebrate.

“…who never visited me when I was strong, and only visited me to ask for money when I was sick. I will not leave you a single penny. Your inheritance is your greed.”

The siblings turned pale. “That’s impossible! We will take this to court!”

“Be quiet,” the lawyer scolded. He continued.

“And for Jenny, my nurse…”

Everyone looked at Jenny, surprised at the mention of her name.

“…the only person who looked at me as a person and not as a bank. The one who put up with me when I was running away from the world. To him I bequeath all my property—the mansion, the lands in the province, and my bank accounts worth 80 Million Pesos. Because he was the only real family who loved me in the end.”

Everyone’s jaws dropped. Jenny burst into tears. Not because of the money, but because of Don Fausto’s message. She felt the old man’s gratitude.

The guard chased Rico and Tanya away, who were wandering. Jenny was left in the big mansion.

Jenny used the wealth to build a Home for the Aged for the elderly who had been abandoned by their families. She named it “Casa Fausto”. She proved that true service and concern are never wasted, and the goodness you instill in others will come back to you in abundance, overflowing, and overflowing.