Beautiful Psychiatric Transmigration

Let me Treat Your Wounds

In fact, even if Jefra forgot about Renata, she would never forget something carved in the soul.

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Jefra Tjong was standing facing the window in her study. His gaze was blank as he was thinking about several things at once.

Feeling strange to himself, like there was someone else inside him, something stuck up to him, and he felt like a second person to his previous self. Ah, right now he was wondering 'Who is he?' 'Well, how is it like this?' 'Why can?'

He had forgotten his identity, but it only lasted a few minutes.

Such feelings often arise.

Dertts

The vibration on the phone on the desk resuscitated his daydream. Then Mr. J immediately switched to pick up his phone. Open the lock on the square with a fingerprint, after which swipe the screen to find the messaging application.

[**/** 10.02 ] Sienna Tjong : Don't forget tomorrow night.

A message reminding her to come at a dinner that will discuss an arranged marriage.

Instantly the handsome man's face hardened. His emotions suddenly stirred.

Sienna Tjong, a woman who now replaces her mother who died seventeen years ago. A mistress of the Father who suddenly comes along with a boy whom she must consider a sister at this time. It was that woman who had destroyed her family that was originally fine.

Want to come whenever he won't consider Sienna as his mother.

So why does the woman seem to have the power to regulate it?

Jefra Tjong was required to marry soon to strengthen her current position. Then Sienna arranged him with a woman. Of course he knew the intention of the stepmother who wanted to control him through the woman of her choice.

A greedy man's stomach has no basis. Sienna would never be satisfied if it could not control the entire Tjong family treasure. After Alvaro failed to succeed in the throne, she wanted to control Jefra.

"I'm not that stupid," growled Mr. J.

Clutching her wrist so firmly, her expression showed nothing.

Knocks... Knocks...

The sound of knocking on the door surprised Mr. J a little. His thick eyebrows furrowed and his eyes closed, trying to calm himself down. The grip on his wrist was getting stronger.

"Master J?"

That's Renata's voice.

No. gabe. The girl cannot see her situation like this.

Cclek

"Get out!" mister J exclaimed as Renata opened the door and wanted to enter.

Sontak Renata stopped the move. The documents he held fell down. The initial intention wanted to ask for a signature from the CEO, but instead saw the thing that made his heart beat pain and his eyes heated up.

Jefra Tjong was injured in the wrist, with a red liquid dripping from there falling to the floor.

Yet.

Why was the man grasping the injured part so firmly? Isn't that painful?

"Get out!" exclaim Mr. J once again.

However, Renata ignored him. The girl approached him.

That guy is really hurt.

"Are you deaf! I said get out!" Mr. J immediately hid his injured hand behind the body.

Renata still did not heed the dark-eyed man's loud cry. Of course his worry was more domineering than anything.

"You.." said Renata hanging, his throat suddenly dry, "You hurt yourself?" tanyanya.

Mr. J looked at Renata sharply, "Forget what you have seen," he said coldly, also tucked into a threatening tone that meant not to tell anyone.

Renata shook his head firmly, "No."

Mr. J's gaze grew sharper, but Renata was not afraid of that gaze.

"I can't forget this and just ignore you" Renata continued, looking as if his eyes were overwhelmed with a sense of giddiness.

Renata's hand stretched out to grab the man's firm jaw, which made the owner peck.

Mr. J did not understand why he was silent when touched by Renata. Even his anger was gradually dissipated.

Renata tried to stroke the stern jaw she was holding, "I saw there was a cut on your wrist, and I wanted to understand what you were going through."

Along with the touch and words that made him feel full, Jefra Tjong felt the rumbling of waves in his heart. Moreover, he felt unwilling when Renata stopped his touch.

"I'm fine" said Mr. J after a long silence.

Of course Renata did not believe it.

Then Renata grabbed Mr. J's hand gently, stepping over while holding onto the sofa that was in the room.

"Then allow me to treat your wounds," Renata said, trying not to provoke Mr. J. If forced it will actually make anxiety even stress.

That was why Renata did not discuss about the medicine he saw this morning.

"Hm."

After getting the murmur believed to be an agreement, Renata went to look for the P3K box. Fortunately, the first aid box is located in a place that is easily visible, located next to a rack containing document files that Renata does not know what it is. Immediately take the box with a red cross sign.

Then Renata again approached Mr. J who was sitting by leaning on the back of the sofa, the man's eyes closed in half. Renata sits himself next to Mr. J who is just shaking. Then grabbing the injured hand, rolling up the sleeve of the shirt worn by Mr. J after removing the hook, the wrist wrapped in a bandage that has changed color to red, remove the bandage slowly.

Renata's eyes are heating up again, there is a pain when he saw the incision wound that is believed to be due to a sharp object such as a knife or razor on the man's wrist.

"It was accidentally scratched," said Mr. J.

Lies. He was clearly lying.

Even though Renata knew that Jefra Tjong had a psychological disorder that resulted in self-harm and self-harm behavior that was done deliberately.

Self injury.

The man thinks that self-harm can remind himself that he is alive and feels something like a normal person. This behavior aims to achieve liberation from unbearable emotions, a feeling that he is not real, and numbness. You could say an addiction that considers self-harm as a kind of self-defense.

Renata understands that if Mr. J continues to try to keep his injuries a secret, he may also keep them from friends or family. Because that man must have felt so ashamed, guilty, or felt so bad that he dared not talk about it.

This proves that there is a serious disorder in the man.

What really happened to Jefra Tjong? What sort of dark past has he gone through? To the point of keeping his memory locked and sick like this.

_To Be Continued_