Beautiful Psychiatric Transmigration

Misfocus

The meeting ended with the victory of Jefra Tjong.

With a misty face of anger, Alvaro left the meeting room. Theo was taken by the doctor to be taken back to the hospital.

Brakes

Arriving in the Head Manager room, Alvaro immediately hit his desk with a tight punch to vent emotions. He's already lost a landslide.

What else could he be in the CEO position?

"Fuckers!" alvaro sighed at the foot of the table, making the picture frame on the table fell to pieces.

With hunting breath and a deflated chest, Alvaro stared at the photo of a girl in a school uniform smiling sweetly, there was also her smiling self and embracing the girl's shoulders. He and Angel were still lovers.

Then Alvaro crouched down, intending to take the photo. However, his finger was hit by a shard of glass before picking it up. The movement immediately stopped. He stared at the blood coming out of the injured finger.

Just to take a photo of the memories of himself and the girl he loved alone, able to cause pain.

Especially to get that girl again?

In fact, Alvaro already knew if he couldn't possibly get Renata. He'll just end up pathetic.

"God! Lord Alvaro! You all right?"

Salvina, who had just entered, was surprised by the Chief Manager's condition. Especially with Alvaro's fingers that increasingly bleed, to drip on the floor.

Soon he grabbed Alvaro's hand, about to treat. Salvina's hand was brushed off. His heart melos, in this condition alone Alvaro still rejects it.

"Go! Leave me!" snapped Alvaro with veins in the neck, he was not wanting to be disturbed, especially disturbed by Salvina who very clearly harbored feelings for him.

Since his marriage and Sanaya ended, Alvaro has become resentful of every woman except Renata. Yes, he was quite traumatized by what his ex-wife had done to him.

Being lied to many times, betrayed, and fooled by Sanaya. Making Alvaro's heart hard to accept other women. Even feel if all women are bad.

"No, Mr. Alvaro. Let me treat your wounds," Salvina shook her head, still trying to treat Alvaro's wounds.

For Salvina, this is an opportunity to get the man's heart.

Yet.

Alvaro looked at Salvina sharply, a gaze filled with annoyance. Then pushed the woman's body to the back. Blame Salvina who is still trying to grab her hand.

"Take your limits, Salvina!" snarl Alvaro once again.

Then Alvaro walked out of the room, tightly closing the door.

Brakes

Salvina was grimacing in pain until she jumped. The woman's gaze was fixed on the broken picture frame, her face hardened instantly.

"Angel," sizzled Salvina.

The woman blames Renata, for all the rejection she received from Alvaro.

**

In the CEO's room.

"The doctor said his condition was getting worse. His metabolism is deteriorating. Various drugs have come in. Full support, love, and patience are key to a stroke survivor recovering well" Renata told the head-down Jefra, looking at the company's chart on a tabbed screen.

"Hmm," Jefra glanced at Renata.

"Do you still hate Mr Theo?" ask Renata carefully.

Jefra's breath sounded heavy, and she placed a tab on the table.

"Dear, here," he called slowly. Patting his right thigh, asked Renata to sit on his lap.

"No way!" reject Renata, knowing if the husband is trying to switch the conversation, his facial expression turns sullen.

"Eat already?"

"Don't switch the conversation!"

Renata refused Jefra who was about to hug.

"You are more beautiful when you frown, making me more in love" whispered Jefra, peeping at Renata's ears, as she hugged the wife sitting on the couch.

"No matter! You're infuriating!"

Renata. However, who knows, if both of his cheeks blushed in embarrassment.

Jefra sat down next to Renata, resuscitated her back on the back of the sofa, then closed both her eyes. A long breath sounded.

Renata looked at Jefra's face that was still closing her eyes, making her lashes more visible. Thick eyebrows and plump eyelashes, really a perfect blend. Moreover, the contour of the face is firm and there is no stain in the slightest.

Holy hooch! Is this handsome guy my husband? batin Renata did not believe. Focusing on the husband's face.

As if forgetting her snacking mode, Renata moved to lean over her body, then kissed Jefra's entire face.

The Bumil became anxious himself.

Jefra chuckled and resigned as the wife kissed her entire face in droves, then lifted the tiny body of Renata to sit on her lap.

"Have you been satisfied kissing her?" jefra asked after Renata stopped the loving attack.

"Never," great-grandson Renata while hiding her face in the recess of Jefra's neck.

Jefra laughed at him, "If not why stop yet?"

"You haven't answered my question, yet" Renata returned to lashing mode.

"What question, hmm?" jefra asked as if she had forgotten.

"Do you still hate Mr Theo?" Renata repeated her question, looking up at the husband.

Jefra was silent for a moment. Although the memory of his previous life had been remembered, but he could not forget the cruelty of Theo just like that. He had been Jefra Tjong since childhood, in contrast to Renata who had just entered Angel's body when he was twenty years old.

I don't know, that can't be explained logically.

"I still hate him" replied Jefra.

Yeah, he hates Theo. Because of his father, Jefra Tjong has bad childhood memories, making him forget Renata. For years he was trapped in fear and hatred.

"Do you have no intention of forgiving him?" asked Renata with eyes that blinked expectantly.

Jefra did not answer Renata's question. Not saying 'yes' or 'no'. Is it possible that Jefra is considering it?

"Do you expect me to give Theo support, love, and patience? You expect him to heal?" ask Jefra on target.

"I just don't want you to regret it. Regret for ignoring the opportunity to repair your relationship with your father. Hasn't Mr Theo already received his reply?" said Renata while caressing Jefra's firm jaw.

Yes, Theo has indeed received his reply. Strokes that gnawed the body, ignored his son, and got bad behavior from Sienna.

"Pardon Theo Tjong? It's not as easy as you think" Jefra threw a glance out the window.

"Hey, honey, look at me," Renata pointed Jefra's face at him.

Black and brown beads clashed in one look.

"Hate is too much of a burden to bear. It hurts the hater more than it hurts the hated. Try to make peace with the past" said Renata softly, like a beach breeze in the afternoon that hit the jephra.

Jefra was stunned, her heart was trembling.

Make peace with your father? Can he do it?

_To Be Continued_