
Yoga had finished contacting Pram to help finish his work at the office, as he still had to continue his conversation with Ardi.
"Tell me, what are the two things I don't know yet?" Ardi can't wait to find out everything without exception.
Yoga hesitated to tell. Not because he was reluctant to tell Ardi, but because he was reminded of the same thing, which was also experienced by Nara.
"Trauma" answered Yoga briefly, closing his eyes for a moment, because the image of his wife, who was often delirious in her sleep, flashed weakly to his heart.
"Trauma ...? You mean Alya was traumatized by the violence she endured during her marriage, right, Ga?" Ardi tried to guess. Just like Yoga, his heart suddenly felt sore to imagine if his guess did not miss.
"Yes. And what makes his trauma even worse is that he chose to keep everything in his own heart. Never once did he share or complain to others. No one knows how big the problem is and how severe the trauma is except for himself and the psychologist he recently trusted for counseling."
I do not know what the name of Ardi's feelings when he heard a long explanation from Yoga about Alya. Fragile, scarred, hurt, disappointed, angry, pity and feeling guilty .., he felt all that and was getting weaker because of it.
"That's the wound that man inflicted on you, Al. Not just a physical wound on your body, but a deep, hard-to-treat inner wound."
Unknowingly Ardi had shed tears, having previously tried to hold it all her heart. This time he really felt very guilty for the graceful woman who was so good at covering up his heart wound.
"If time could be repeated again .. ah .., no, Al. I cannot change the time that has passed. But really, I feel like I've been the cause of everything that's happened and you have to go through it alone."
Yoga watched his little friend with pity. He can understand Ardi's current feelings, after knowing all the truth about Alya, which turns out to be almost all bad news and full of tragedy.
"I'm sorry, Alya. Forgive me ..," said the widower doctor.
No matter if there was Yoga in front of him and maybe Nara or someone else who saw it, Ardi cried without wanting to hold it in anymore.
His body slightly bent over with palms covering his entire red face that had been soaked by tears that continued to flow incessantly. Both of his elbows were propped up on a pair of thighs that held him firmly.
"Me and Nara saw for themselves how she was delirious and kept moaning, begging for forgiveness not to be touched and ...," Yoga paused for a moment. Her lips were heavy to say, because she had done it to Nara before.
"He begged not to be touched and tainted ...."
Ardi was drowning in a cry full of sadness. The man was sobbing with a stuffing sound that sounded quite loud, seen from the movement of his shoulders up and down and breathing that was still wheezing due to crying without stopping.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim ...!!" After a long time of crying, the man began to lift and clean his face.
After the wife's departure, this was the second time she felt down. She feels useless because she knows everything too late, after Alya experiences a dark event that makes her life turn bleak.
"I don't know if his psychic condition is better now than before or still the same as before. From the outside his attitude was still the same. He remains cheerful, friendly and full of smiles. He's very good at hiding his pain."
Yoga said that the psychologist who became Alya's counseling place also served in the same hospital. But because of maintaining professional ethics and protecting the privacy of his patients, he could never know the extent of the development of Alya's condition now.
"I think you'll need a lot of time to be able to touch her heart and open it again like you used to. He may still have the same taste for you, but his condition is now very much different. The trauma will definitely affect his attitude because it will forever stay attached and haunt his mind."
Yoga shifted the subject to one last thing he had not yet opened to Ardi.
Yoga advised with a very clear emphasis, making Ardi stared intently at him with a full view of the search.
"Slowly stepped? Whatchu mean?" tanya Ardi was still with a face romance full of curiosity and big question marks.
"If you want to have it and make Doctor Alya happy, I advise, do not delay your struggle any longer. Because here, there are others who have already started their efforts to win the heart of Doctor Alya, just like you."
It did not take long to think, this time Ardi already understood the meaning of Yoga speech and knew who the person meant by the friend.
"Doctor Rendy. What do you mean, Ga?" Yoga immediately nodded his head and smiled faintly.
"Yes. And I must admit, he's as good as you are. His feelings are sincere and willing to do anything to make the woman he loves so happy."
This time there was no more anger that appeared on Ardi's face that was still flushed and swollen. He realized that a woman as good as Alya would be liked by many people and not a few who were captivated and put their hearts on him.
"Doctor Rendy was a bone doctor who helped deal with Doctor Alya when his leg hurt due to the events of that time."
"He also led the operation on Doctor Alya's leg and helped the process of therapy that lasted several months." Yoga continued to add to her story with nothing she hid anymore.
Ardi remembers his first encounter with Rendy, while with Bunga visiting Nara who was sick from poisoning at that time. The man left a very good first impression and looked so sincerely accompanying Alya.
"From the information I got, Doctor Rendy had long since put her heart on Doctor Alya, but it was never responded to. He's a widower just like you. But he has the same past as Doctor Alya. Her partner chose another man who was more loved and broke their marriage ties to be with the man of her choice."
Ardi must admit, Rendy is the figure of the dream man of women. In addition to the near-perfect physical advantages he had, the bone doctor was also very friendly and polite even with other people he had just known.
"I will try to melt his heart in my own way. I'm sure Alya still keeps all the memories of our past. She will definitely open her heart to me, even though I have to be patient and fight so hard until then!"
"I'll melt your heart my way, Al. And I make sure you won't be able to reject me again for whatever reason."
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