LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

CHAPTER 45 Diagnosis

"Let go, Mas" ringis Andhira felt a little pain.

"No way, Dhira. I don't want to let you go!" reject Daffa.

"But you hurt me, Mas" Andhira argued, moving her hand held by Daffa very tightly.

At once Daffa realized and immediately released his gangga. "I'm sorry, Dhira" he said.

"Don't print too often sorry, Mas. It makes you look like you make mistakes and hopefully apologize" Andhira said. Daffa nodded weakly.

"I'll clean up first" said Andhira, who was edging down from the bed.

"I am too." The Daffa Gegas tailed behind Andhira.

Andhira could only give a rude snort when she found out that the man just kept picking on her. However, he felt lazy to argue and talk a lot. So Andhira let Daffa take a bath with him.

"I've always loved the smell of soap stuck to your skin" Daffa threw out as he inhaled the fragrant smell on Andhira's body.

"You'll soon like, even the things you previously hated about me, Mom!"

"That's not a problem, is it?" answer Daffa.

Suddenly, a knock on the door was heard again. "Dhira! Daffa!" nindi exclaimed from outside the room.

"Hurry, Mas. Sister Nindi has called us again, "remembered Andhira to Daffa.

"Let it go, I don't want to hurry" Daffa replied as he continued to tease Andhira. He did not heed Nindi's repeated exclamations.

"Well, what are they doing inside? Makes me feel neglected" said Nindi, then left the room.

"Don't do it, Mum. Nindi's mother called earlier. What if he thinks there's nothing with us?!" andhira was upset.

"We have nothing, dear," said Daffa, smiling mischievously.

Andhira frowned and gave a thin smile. "Good boy!" andhira sarcasm.

They immediately finished their bath. Then, go out and change clothes. However, there was one thing that made Andhira grumble. She could not use a hair dryer to dry her hair.

"It sucks!" irked Andhira.

"What's wrong?" ask Daffa quietly.

"Hair dryer is broken," Andhira dumal.

"Dry with a towel like this" recalls Daffa. He helped dry his wife's hair with a towel.

Andhira looked up at Daffa. That small attention felt warm filled the space of Andhira's heart. However, still a few moments later, Andhira acted very cold again.

Andhira nodded slowly. Yes, although the results are not as perfect as dried with a hair dryer, but it is enough to help reduce the level of wetness in Andhira hair. Then, Daffa continued by gently combing his wife's hair.

Again, Andhira was stunned by Daffa's treatment of her. "Enough, Mom. I think it's tidy, "hold Andhira and immediately take the comb in Daffa's hands.

"The wound is dry. Does this still hurt?" said Daffa while holding Andhira's hand which was previously wrapped in bandages.

Andhira shook her head slowly. "No, Mas. It's better" he replied.

"Thank God." Daffa kissed Andhira.

"Sweet treat, Mas. If you had done it long ago," Andhira's mind.

"Let's go outside, Mommy." Andhira. Daffa agreed and they both walked into the living room.

Arriving in the living room. They saw Salamah's and Nindi's gaze fixed on the two of them. Highlight the eyes of two different-aged women as if full of questions. Perhaps, because they saw Daffa and Andhira's hair that was fresh and slightly wet.

"Mother, Sister Nindi," said Daffa kindly.

Nindi and Salamah exchanged glances. Then, nod and smile. They seem to want to say something, but their lips are held back from saying it.

"What's up, Mom, Ma'am. Why are you like that?" cetus Andhira who caught the strange expression on his Mother and Brother.

"Ooh, it's okay. You guys haven't had lunch. Eat first, then we talk. There is something important I want to say," Nindi responded with a fixed view of Daffa.

"Enmm ... Dhira's not hungry, Ma'am." Andhira was directly propped up on the sofa in a face-to-face position.

"Son Daffa, eat first!" timbrung Salamah's.

"That's okay, ma'am. Daffa is not hungry either." Daffa sat down next to Andhira.

Nindi turned to Salamah and was answered with a nod of her head by her mother. "OK, then just go straight," said Nindi who began to elaborate.

"Daf, sorry if I didn't tell you. I took Dhira to see a psychiatrist. From a series of interviews and observations and looking at Andhira's behavior lately, she was diagnosed with bipolar disorder" Nindi said.

Nindi's explanation was carefully listened to by Daffa, as well as Salamah and greeted the cries of the two. Meanwhile, Andhira just kept silent without expression. Things got more serious then.

"Bipolar disorder, Ma'am?" ask Daffa to make sure.

"Yes! A condition in which the sufferer experiences extreme emotional and mood swings. That's what happened to Andhira. Doctors recommend continued treatment of this, because it is feared that the symptoms will get worse and it could increase the risk of suicide. Many other adverse effects that may occur include affecting productivity and relationships with others" Nindi added.

Daffa was crying more and more. Not because of knowing the disease suffered by Andhira alone, but, because he felt involved in triggering the symptoms until it happened to Andhira.

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