GRAPPLES
Mental Illness
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_Don't compare your problem with someone else's problem. Basically everyone has different problems\, except the dead._
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Today, Amelia comes to visit Givar and Shasha's new home. He was talking to Givar.
"Shasha's situation is a little better now" Givar said, sighing in relief.
Amelia turned her head and saw Shasha giving Bunny and Snowy a carrot.
"Yes, you can go. The cave will guard Shasha" said Amelia.
Givar nodded then took his car keys.
"Oh yeah, Mel. The cave is the same. Lo know, no... Where is Sven again?" Ask Givar.
"Aren't he in Jakarta anymore?" Amelia asked back.
"Well, it's back to her." Givar rubbed his face.
"Yes.where does the cave know." Amelia pressed her shoulders.
Givar said, "You guys are deket, right? There's no way Sven left without saying the same to you."
Amelia remembered something. While at her house, Sven will kiss Amelia. Both of his cheeks suddenly turned red if he constantly remembered that.
"Make this child blush again," seduced Givar. Amelia chuckled, "Apaan, anyway. There go."
"Yes, yes, even you who ngusir cave in the cave house itself." Givar grumbled as he approached Shasha.
Amelia chuckles.
"Darling, I'm leaving, yeah."
Shasha nodded. A warm kiss landed on the two cheeks of the woman.
Amelia turned her gaze as if she had seen nothing.
Givar's gone.
Now there are Shasha and Amelia. The two of them just talked and asked each other the news when these few days did not meet.
As they chatted, there was the sound of a car stopping in front of the house.
Shasha and Amelia turned to the window.
"There's guests?" Ask Amelia.
Shasha pressed her shoulders.
The two women came out to see who was coming.
There was a white car with a big box behind it. Shasha frowned seeing two men in all-white clothes come out and approach them.
"Who are you?" Asked Amelia in a less friendly tone.
"We're from Larissa Hospital, is this Miss Shaquellin Gustiar's house?" Ask one of them.
Shasha was wide-eyed, and so was Amelia.
"What do you mean! What do you want here!" Snapped Amelia who ignited her emotions.
"Miss Shaquellin was declared a patient of our RSJ, since a year ago, she should have been in the RSJ since then, but there was a mistake."
Amelia clenched her hands, "Don't look for trouble! Shaquellin's not crazy!"
"Sorry, we have proof. Mr. Adam Gustiar has paid to make a false affidavit stating that Mrs Shaquellin is not mentally disturbed." They give documents.
Shasha surprised. Both knees felt so weak. He also sat down. Amelia turned her head, she helped Shasha to stand up.
"They lied! That's not true! You're okay! I have known you for a long time. I've been taking care of you all this time. You're all right." Amelia tried to calm Shasha down.
The woman looked blankly. Amelia looked worried. He approached the two officers.
"You can't speak at will, I can report you to the authorities, for defamation of the Gustiar and Hardiswara families!" Snap Amelia. The girl took the document and tore it.
Shasha started crying.
"We're just running errands, you can't be like this. Who are you?"
"I'm Amelia Hardiswara, the psychologist who helped Shaquellin. And I guarantee you, if this woman isn't crazy, she's fine."
"I'm sorry, but what I see, you're not like a psychologist. You also seem to have a mental disorder."
Amelia was furious, and she threw her hand out to slap the officer in the face. Shasha looked up at Amelia while shaking her head.
However, someone's burly hand held him by tightly grasping Amelia's wrist. The girl looked up at the man with the hand, apparently Svender.
"Don't get yourself in trouble, Mel." Sven blocked Amelia from the two men. The girl looked at Sven's burly back. Both of his eyes were shaking.
There were many neighbors who saw the small commotion. Amelia only realized that her voice made everyone see them. They seemed to be whispering various opinions.
Moreover, Givar and Shasha were the new people living in that place.
"You don't have to come here and look for problems like this. If Shasha is proven to have a mental disorder, within three days, I will personally deliver my sister to the RSJ you mean," Sven said in a flat tone.
Amelia and Shasha were shocked. They stared in disbelief at Sven. Amelia pulled the back of Sven's shirt, making the man turn his head and look at her.
"What are you talking about! Why are you doing this?!" Shouted Amelia.
The man brought her face closer making Amelia nervous. It turned out that the man only whispered, "I'll take care of it. You brought my sister inside. I'll catch up."
As ordered, Amelia carries Shasha's body and brings her in.
"You've also been registered with another RSJ, haven't you? Why are you still free?" Ask one of them.
"I have been declared healed. You can check the evidence, if you want. So, now you can go."
Seeing Sven's unfriendly gaze, the two men chose to leave. The man entered his sister's house. She sees Shasha crying in Amelia's arms.
"Why did you behave like that? You don't look like a psychologist" Sven said. Indirectly, he was blaming Amelia.
"Why, you say? I was offended when my family was considered ill by them. I'm a psychologist, but I'm also human, have emotions and a heart, don't I have the right to be angry?" Amelia Grousers.
"How do you control the feelings of your patients, if you can't control your own feelings?" Ask Sven.
Amelia stood up as she approached the man, "I learned psychology not to control the feelings of patients, I listened to them and understood their feelings. Let's get that."
Sven rolled his eyes, "You should be a lawyer, not a psychologist."
"I went to college with my money, not your money. So, it's up to me to be anything!" Amelia Grousers.
Sven scolded, "You're stubborn, yes."
"You stone-headed, you should understand Shasha's condition!"
"I understand, I'm her brother."
"I understand better, I've been with him and know him well."
"You stop!" Shouted Shasha. The two people who were fighting looked over.
"Get out of my house!" Shasha snapped at the threshold of her patience.
Sven and Amelia came out. They both sat on the porch.
"Hemmm, we should understand his condition. I don't seem to understand." Amelia muttered softly.
Sven turned to the girl, "We force ourselves too much to understand, when in fact we cannot understand either."
Silent.
"I'm sorry you're right, I'm not fit to be a psychologist. I'm too weak to understand other people" Amelia said. From his tone, he looked sad.
Sven felt guilty saying that. He said, "Emm, I didn't mean to offend you. But, I'm just worried that if you slapped them, they might drag you to RSJ."
"I suck" muttered Amelia.
Sven looked at the girl. Amelia turned her head then patted her own forehead.
"Ah, I forgot. You're my patient. Why am I talking about this in front of you, ah, stupid." Amelia patted her mouth.
"Don't pat. Meningan kissed his lips," said Sven innocently.
Amelia.
Sven laughed, "You're like a teenager. Plin-plan."
Amelia remained silent.
Amelia smiled stiffly.
"You're on the moon, huh?"
Sven's sensitive questions made Amelia turn to him.
"Why indeed?" Asked Amelia beware.
"Usually women who are coming that month like to be angry," replied Sven lightly.
"You know where it came from? You have a girl friend?" Ask Amelia.
"The book I bought explains it."
Why also Svender buy books that contain personal affairs of women? Ask Amelia in her heart.
"Why silence? I was wrong, right?" Ask Sven.
Amelia shook her head, "No, really. It's weird that there are guys who know that."
Sven refuted, "Everybody knows, ah."
Amelia chuckled little, "You've had a boyfriend, huh?"
Sve turned to Amelia, "Why is it?"
"You've come to know about this."
Sven smiled, "Yes, I've had a boyfriend."
For some reason, Amelia was hurt to hear it. It was as if he was jealous of another girl's past with Sven.
"But now he is no longer in this world."
Both of Amelia's eyes were rounded. He felt even more guilty, having been jealous of the person who had died.
Silent.
"Oh yeah, what about Shasha? What if they come back in three days and take Shasha?" Ask Amelia.
Sven seemed to think, "So you said Shasha wasn't crazy, right? You can show them."
Amelia pondered for a moment, "Yes, but there are some RSJs who just want to receive a certificate from a psychiatrist. It depends on the RSJ's policy."
Sven racked his brain, "No problem, I have other plans."
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In the office,
Helieen glanced at Givar, "Now you are ready to listen?"
Givar gave his secretary a glance, "Why ask? You didn't read the agenda."
"Soally... The master is not listening."
"It's different again, now I'm listening."
Just as Helieen opened her mouth, the door of the room was knocked.
Givar turned his head, it was Zed who was standing in the doorway.
"Lake in."
Helieen let out a heavy sigh, as Givar told her to leave.
"How's it?" Ask Givar.
"We didn't find anything in that voice recording player, but we have new information."
"What?" Ask Givar quickly.
"Mr Adam Gustiar was responsible for Donovan's company in 2013."
Givar.
"Mr Adam justified any means to bring down the company of Mr. Felix Donovan."
"Zed, be careful when you talk. What you're talking about is my father-in-law."
Zed looked down, "Sorry, sir. But.that's the truth. We have the proof."
"Continue" Givar said without extending the previous issue.
"The Donovan Company was further in bankruptcy when Mr. Nicholas Donovan died in 2014. Fortunately Mr. Felix did not remain silent. He's been working with Mr. Rider Smith's company in New York before it went completely bankrupt."
Givar massaged his temples that were beginning to hurt, "So?"
"So, I'm sure, the person who's been terrorizing your family is Mr. Felix Donovan. Especially after seeing all these reports."
"Hemm.well, I'm getting a headache now."
Meanwhile, Sven is meeting Adam at his house. He questioned the false certificate from RSJ Larissa.
However, what happened was a quarrel between father and son.
"Papa don't want any of Papa's children to have mental disorders! Papa was already disappointed when the psychiatrist declared you crazy back then! So, Papa doesn't want Shasha to be considered crazy too!" Jerk Adam.
Sven snorted, "This isn't the way, Pa. Should've...."
Adam pointed at the face of his eldest son, "Don't argue, the Gustiar family is not a family with mental disorders!"
Sven scoffed, "Nobody is crazier than Papa."
Adam knitted his brows, "What do you mean! Damn you!"
Adam slapped Sven's face which did not avoid the slap at all.
Adam grinned, "This is why Papa forbade you to be a cop! You don't know the place! Where's your father and where's everyone else."
"Well, why don't I become a cop, let Papa's crime be shut up forever, right?"
Hearing Sven's question, Adam clenched his hand furiously.
"When I became a cop, Papa was afraid to face me. Papa's afraid I'm interrogating Papa. Aye, right?" Sven asked while tilting his head.
"Don't make it up!" Jerk Adam.
"I know everything, Pa. But I remained silent. That's because I love Papa. Even though Papa doesn't love me. Papa is too concerned about the company and the good name of the family. It makes Papa blind."
Adam closed his eyes. Between anger and sadness, his feelings were mixed.
"Papa loves you guys. So, this is what Papa does. Do you not understand? Papa did this because love you guys, love you."
Sven turned his eyes.
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Givar came to the police station. He wants to see Felix. Givar finds the man sitting dreamily in a separate cell. Givar wants to talk and go head-to-head with Felix.
After talking to the police, Givar was finally allowed to meet with Felix.
The two men sat facing each other.
"Now admit what you did, Mr. Donovan. It's no use anymore. You're already in jail" Givar said directly at the heart of the conversation.
"What am I supposed to say? I've already admitted it, haven't I?" Felix leaned his back against the chair.
Givar snorted in annoyance.
"That dislike of the Gustiar family is not just me, there are many. Maybe one of them did it."
"But, I'm sure it's you."
Felix shook his head, "If your people were really great, they should have discovered who it was a long time ago."
"So, don't you want to confess?"
"You're accusing me of continuing because you're jealous, right? Because I used to like Shaquellin, didn't I?"
"Pedophile," said Givar.
"Yes, I've loved it. But, that was."
"Whatever, if you don't want to confess, then your prison sentence will be longer."
"No problem, inside the prison I can be free, no need to think about office work."
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19.49: 28 October 2019
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