My Love Teacher's

Trauma Healing 2

That afternoon Aroon sat in the living room. He looked at the window that showed the size of his garden. The plantation he started since living in Indonesia. His heart ached when he knew there was a sacrifice behind it all. Well the sacrifice of Cyra, who doesn't know what. Aroon believes Cyra was kidnapped by a rival or perhaps a person he had already hurt, because the kidnapper did not ask for ransom and simply trapped him.

Aroon massages his temple at a loss as to what steps he should take for Cyra. The girl deserves justice. But the evidence - very little evidence, even Aroon did not find anything - what because it was clean.

"Good afternoon sir."

"Sore." answered Aroon. "What is Sham?"

"Sorry sir for my sassness?"

"Say. What's up Sham."

"Frankly I was very confused thinking about my nephew. I don't know what torture he's got there until he's in shock at the moment. I don't know my nephew anymore. He was like a stranger with empty eyes." said Syamsudin at length.  "What exactly has Cyra experienced there?"

Aroon was confused by Shamsudin's question. There was no way he would be straightforward if he had taken Cyra's chastity because of the medicinal influence. "Hmm. I don't really know the details of Syam. All I know is he's tied to a limp body."

"I feel sad, sir. At first I wanted my brother to live a decent life. So I offered Cyra a job here. In addition I am sure Cyra will bring good influence to the young master. In working Cyra always prioritizes trust, he will set aside his personal affairs. But I feel guilty for getting him in trouble." Shamsudin shed tears.he quickly wiped it. "He's considered my own son, sir."

"I know you love her so much."

"This abduction was also a result of my negligence. I am not taking care of him. How will I be responsible to my brother in Surabaya."

"I'll help you. Actually, this is all purely my fault. My enemies are too many, maybe it's because of my arrogant attitude all this time."

"How do you know it's the enemy of the master."

"They didn't ask for ransom or anything related to the material. Cyra's abduction may be a warning from my enemies. I feel so guilty about him. I'll be in charge of sham."

"Thank you sir." replied Shamsudin. "Sir."

"Yes Sham."

"So when Cyra slept, she was delirious and scared."

"really? I'm gonna see it?"

"Don't master, we should give him room to calm down. I intend to take her home to meet her parents."

"He asked for it?"

"Yes sir."

"All right, I'll allow it." said Aroon, although it was hard for Aroon but for Cyra's recovery.

"Thank you, sir, tomorrow we will leave in the morning." said Syamsudin. "And I don't think we need to say goodbye to the young master."

"Alright let me explain to Gio."

"I'm sorry."

Shamsudin left Aroon alone in the living room. Syamsudin's explanation made him look glassy because he knew Cyra's current condition. It must be heavy for him. It felt like Aroon was holding her to provide protection for her, but it could not be done because Cyra refused to see her let alone be touched by her. God why I did that to her Aroon was so upset with the person who had given her the medicine.

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Shamsudin, who asked Aroon for permission, immediately returned to Cyra's house. He saw his nephew was daydreaming on the terrace while looking at the pond that there are some ornamental plants he planted. Syamsudin was silent to see it from afar, his tears came back to his feet quickly he rubbed it. He walked up to Cyra.

"Cyra." call her.

Cyra turned his head and looked at Shamsudin with a blank look.

"Master has allowed, tomorrow morning we will go back to Surabaya."

A happy light appeared in Cyra's eyes. "really?" tanyanya.

"Yes right. I'll pack your things."

Cyra just nodded. At the same time, Tika enters with Cyra's dinner.

"Who are you packing for Sham?"

"We will return to Surabaya, Tika." replied Syamsudin. "Cyra needs time and space to recover her trauma."

"If the young master is looking for how?" ask bik Tika. "From just now he wanted to come here and continue to visit Cyra. But you forbid it because Cyra needs a break."

Cyra's face looked surprised, he was actually sad to have to leave Gio. But how else would he need time to dare to meet with Aroon again. Although in fact he could not blame Aroon completely because he did that unconsciously and under the influence of drugs. But at the moment Cyra still can't accept.

"Yes, if you really want to go home, pack. I'll accompany Cyra to a meal, a message Mr. Cyra should eat." make Tika put a tray containing her dinner.

Shamsudin leaves them both and goes into Cyra's room, packing Cyra's clothes and stuffing them in a suitcase.

"Cyra let's eat first."

Cyra just kept silent as she looked at the food in front of her. He's not feeling at all.

"I'm a bribe?" bik Tika painstakingly fed Cyra.

"It's a bik."

"You just ate a little Cyra."

"I'm still nauseous."

"A little bit more." force Tika. "Two more bribes, come on."

Cyra shook her head and leaned her head against the back of the sofa. His face is still pale.

"Cyras.. I've looked at you like a child myself. Seeing you like this my chest hurts. I don't know what you've been through when you were kidnapped. It must be something painful that makes you change like this." said Bik Tika while crying. He was very concerned about Cyra's condition. His face was tired, his eyes were empty and even seemed sunken due to lack of sleep. "I want you to know that I'll always be there to defend you Cyra." bik Tika gently caressed Cyra's hair.

Slowly Cyra's tears fell down her cheeks. She hugged Tika's bik while crying.

"Patience.. The patient yes.. You must be strong and rise." make Tika give spirit.

Long enough Cyra cried in the arms of Tika's bik, as if she was hugging mom. The burden on his chest was slightly reduced. After being satisfied Cyra let go of her embrace. "I'm gonna take a break in the biker's room."

"Do you want me to be with you?"

Cyra shakes.

"Let me accompany Cyra. Your work in the kitchen is already exhausting you, Tika."

"Well if you're the one who accompanied Cyra. Moments like this he really needs friends" said Bik Tika. "Then I go out first."

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"Slow down." Shamsudin shoved Cyra's suitcase. "The plane's still nine."

Cyra replied with a nod. Only until the passage of his steps came to a halt did he see a figure he did not want to meet at this moment. Cyra then lowered her head.

"Sir." said Shamsudin.

"Are you ready to go home?" aroon asked while glancing at Cyra who was completely unwilling to look at him.

"Yes sir. The plane's at nine." Shamsudin replied.

"Sulaiman will take you."

"Oh thank you, sir. Then excuse us."

Shamsudin walked through Aroon, as did Cyra. When right next to Aroon in a whisper he said something. "Cyra's heart."

Cyra heard but somehow her lips clenched as if - would be reluctant to give an answer. His eyes feel hot. He tried to keep his tears from falling again by speeding up his steps and ignoring the pain down there. He breathed a sigh of relief because he was already in the car. Sulaiman immediately escorted them to the airport.

Cyra enjoyed her journey, it was like finding peace in her hometown. Maybe because he will meet the parents who always take care of him. He really needs their embrace right now.

After traveling an hour and a half, they finally arrived in Surabaya. Syamsudin only stayed one day. He may not have left his job too long. While Cyra was given discretion by Aroon to calm himself in his home.

Arriving at the house of his father and mother greeted him with a bitter cry because before Syamsudin had told him about what had been experienced by Cyra.

Father and mother never reviled Cyra with questions, they waited until Cyra wanted to tell her own story.

Mom took Cyra into the room and left her alone there.

"Sham, what's going on?" ask dad.

"So, I don't know either. he hasn't told me yet."

"We'll wait until he tells us. Don't be forced." mother advised. "So you're home tomorrow?"

"Yes, brother, I'm not good with Mr. Aroon. He's given me a long day off to take care of Cyra."

"Have a rest in the room."

Shamsudin immediately entered the room.

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After Syamsudin returned to Bogor. Mother started to approach Cyra who was relaxing in the living room. Cyra had started eating, her face was not as pale as yesterday, and she was also willing to talk.

"Cyra."

"Yes mom."

"How long have you given you time off."

"Say Mr. Uo until I recover."

"Mom saw that your wound had dried up and started peeling off." Mom's fishing rod. "That means you've been healed?"

Cyra speechless. The departure of Mr. Uo seems to make it more free to tell stories. 'This isn't healing yet ma'am." point Cyra at her chest.

"You can tell mom and dad, at least it will reduce your burden. Who knows if we have a solution."

Cyra hesitates, but this is her parents. He does not want to make them worry, but if they are not told, of course, even more worried. Which father?"

"You want to talk to both of us?"

Cyra nodded.

"Before mother call father first." mother rushed to the back to call father. Shortly after, Dad came and they sat three in the living room.

"What's up Cyra?"

"I want to tell you about the kidnapping. But I beg you and mom not to be mad at me."

"No Cyra, you know we'd really appreciate your honesty even if it was really painful" she said.

Cyra took a deep breath before telling a story. It strengthens his mentality.

"Dad mom forgive me." Cyra started with an apology. "Maybe after this story you'll be disappointed in me."

"Whatever happens we will try to be wise son and will not be disappointed. Because everything is the way of God." said the father.

"I was kidnapped for almost two days, they didn't feed me and drink me, tied my hands, my feet and my mouth."

"Oh my god." Mom's eyes began to glaze over. Any mother who can hear her child is treated like a human.

"On the first day they smothered me in an abandoned lumber mill and the second day took me to the villa."

"Villa?" mumbling daddy astonished.

"They kidnapped me like they were trying to frame Mr. Aroon" Cyra said. "Until the villa they told an old woman to change my clothes, that's when I had the chance to escape but was caught by them again." Cyra paused for a moment before continuing her story.

"If you're ready to continue, we'll wait until you're ready.don't force it."

"No, I'm fine - what mom. I'll continue the story." answered Cyra. His hands seemed trembling. "Because I was able to escape, they finally tied my hands and feet to a pole on the bed. Time and time again they say prepare to frame someone. And it turns out it was Mr. Aroon."

"Mr Aroon? So they kidnapped you to set him up?"

"Maybe?" answer Cyra. "They're injecting the master stimulant drug."

Mom's mouth was open as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Cyra continued her story. "After you've been injected, he puts you in the room where I'm tied up. They then locked us up. It seems that the master was indeed asked to come to the villa. Glad you found me. He immediately tried to untie me but it was too late."

"Too late? Whatchu mean? I don't understand."

"The effect of the drug was so fast dad. The master tried to fight but could not. And as a result the lord under the influence of medicine took away the sanctity that I had always maintained." Cyra sobbing.

"Oh my god, you took away your joy?!" yelled mom hysterically hearing Cyra's story.

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