MENTALLY

SURE CAN

ALMIRA POV

Hey my brain...how are you? this morning I have given you vitamins, pray congregational prayers, teach with Bu Puguh, and now pick vegetables in the garden. I hope my brain tissue gets better and doesn't look good anymore.

Hey Brains, already dong capacity to think about things that do not need to be reduced. I'm tired. I want to live a normal life without any negative thoughts on someone. Help me change the piki pattern to become the dream girl my mother said.

You know, brain, I miss you so much, but in your arms I think you're definitely not taking care of your crazy kid. My mother must be disappointed with my condition. Mama must be disappointed hope of having a beautiful and smart girl extinct already.

Come on, brain, keep my mind calm. I want to think of a good thing for everyone but always on the edge of events misleading whispers appear, please dong, if there is a network that makes me think negetif getok aja, let all break up.

Eh if breaking up aq life, huh?

Huf....I put the vegetable basket to the ground, the sun was rising, the warm atmosphere was very pronounced. I crouched down, while hitting my temple, as if helping the brain to clap negative thoughts.

"In addition to the brain, my heart is also never airy," muttered Almira as she patted her chest, as if speaking to her heart to help her free from the lumps of heartache.

Heart, enlarge yourself, so that I may have a broad and sincere heart, and be ready for whatever happens. What am I now? my heart is easy to shrink, even always was was was when meeting with anyone.

Heart and brain help me to heal. Ok!!!

"Al!" call Mother Ira, break my reverie. "Yes, Mommy?" I answered with my head up.

"So.daritadi called as well, there is doctor Ibram in the living room, ask to see you!"

Wonder why doctor Ibram came so early. Is there anything important? or forbid me to meet papa today.

Hufh..I sighed heavily, okay heart and brain can not suudzon, maybe doctor Ibram miss me. "Yes, Mom, hold on!"

I handed Ma'am Ira the vegetable basket, washed my hands first and walked to the living room where Doctor Ibram was.

"Cie ..The art of meeting the future husband," Lila's tease who managed to stop my steps, my eyebrows furrowed, confused by his jokes.

"Prospective husband? whose husband, Lil?" tanyaku.

"Mbak Al lah, two guys always ask Mommy, Kang Doctor and Kang Aqil," said the chatty girl who was neat with her SD uniform. I gawk, Doctor Kang? doctor Ibram means?

"About!" I protested while scraping his cheek before seeing Doctor Ibram. My heart is beating fast, just afraid that if bad things happen, such as my mental health is getting worse, doctor Ibram not be separated from responsibility.

"Assalamualaikum, Doc!" my broom unfolds its focus on the tablet, I see at a glance it turns out to be read like a health journal. The young doctor smiled and answered his greetings.

"Sit, Al. How's it going this morning?"

"Thank God, good Doc!"

"It looks like you're staying with Mom?" guess that handsome doctor while putting down the tablet and looking at me intensely.

"Some, Doc. Here rame. A lot of it, too," I answered honestly. I began to be able to distinguish my life before living in the cottage with now. If at home my life used to be monotonous, but now it is not. I could worship, play volleyball almost every day with the boys in the afternoon after they got home from school, do some gardening and even do my own laundry. My hobby is no longer about math or physics, but design. I chose the skills in using the computer alone in addition to volleyball, because I already have a laptop with a qualified spec for the design, even Kang Aqil gave me a project to make a book cover. He said he was for sale to his college colleagues. In addition, if the night I became a children's tutor working on PR, quite able to share as well.

"So much to worry about?"

I nodded, indeed the heart can not be guessed, sometimes forget that I am depressed and need therapy sometimes melow alone in the room and can cry until as much as you like. "When did you show up?"

"Ooe means you already have a solution so that your worries are reduced, right?"

I nodded, little by little I began to find a solution to heal, one of which busied myself until I was tired and immediately went to sleep. So there is no need to shut up and think about the unimportant.

"What are the complaints you feel?"

I breathe heavily. I have to say, I'm not trying to hide my wish, I have to be grateful that God gave me a mouth to speak, not to be used. "I'm ..I miss my mom!" needless to command, tears instantly dripped and what I saw, Doctor Ibram smiled faintly. Strangely enough, the patient otw kumat even given a smile, sweet, it's just not my hope.

"Then?"

"I want to meet my mom, but I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"So he was angry, disappointed and even refused to meet me. Even I'm here he doesn't visit or just call or send a chat."

"According to who?"

"Yes according to my mind, imagined already his attitude later when he met me," this is still I can not get rid of, negative thoughts on the mother I admit is the cause of my depression. It feels like it's stuck in the brain, mama ogah with me.

Doctor Ibram nodded, took his tablet back and wrote on a form, perhaps noting my development today. "You proving?"

"Prove what?"

"What's on your mind about doctor Anggraini, brave?"

I fell silent, my heart began to fret, suddenly my heart was racing, and my hands clasped for a moment, sweating as well. "Have you?" tanyaku.

"Send chat!"

"Now?"

Doctor Ibram nodded, "But if not reciprocated?"

"You try to control your emotions and suppress your worries how many days?"

"A lot of days for sure, even to this day I haven't succeeded."

Doctor Ibram sat up straight with a flick of a finger, "Even with a chat to your mama, it's not enough just once. Like this, we are trying.about the results of the back business. God will not forget our efforts. Especially towards the good."

"What kindness?"

Doctor Ibram clucked for a moment, gemes maybe with me who suddenly lola. "Goodness by intertwining friendship with parents, Almira!"

I laughed for a while, and she was adorable too. "Don't smile sweetly, something will melt."

"Who?"

"The Doctor, Dek Al!" ledek he while holding the chest, like a person hurt because of rejected love.