My Perfect Bestie, No! Husbands!

The Understanding Husband's

Tasya lowered her head and sat on the edge, if her emotions like this she felt dizzy. Not to mention he had to control himself, it was not funny if he relapsed at a time like this. Tasya continued to hold her head, the bad memories seemed to recall, when Lidya her mother refused her presence, she said, when his mother wanted him to disappear and when he had to fight his father until he had a heart attack and died. Everything felt real in his mind.

Sometimes he took a deep breath so that no one could control him. He kept his ears shut for fear of the whispers that always made him flounder again, fear, disappointment, anger, fused at the same time.

But Tasya gasped as Al came and hugged her body. Because of panic Al immediately cupped Tasya's cheek and looked at him carefully. "Why? Is there a feeling? Is anyone bothering you again?"

That question must have been the first thing Al asked, because he was afraid that the conversation had brought him back to the past. Tasya shook his head, but even so Al remained panicked at seeing Tasya's pale face.

"Return your breath, calm down. Don't think of anything that makes you stressed. Just forget about the problem, okay?" Al said while checking Tasya's condition. Although not a mental expert but as a general practitioner Al also understand that examining patients who experience recurrence.

"I want to go home" Pinta Tasya.

"Let's go home, you calm yourself first. Try what you're doing now?" Tanya Al who remained focused on strengthening Tasya and giving all her attention to the girl.

"I'm dizzy, that's all. No voices bothering you anymore?" Ask Al to make sure.

Tasya shook her head, she did not relapse. But yes it is enough fishing too when it comes to discussions like this. The problem is indeed very sensitive, last met with Lidya alone she still can not accept the woman. When I saw it, the hatred grew. If Al had not forced him to ask permission to marry Tasya, he would not have met his mother in prison either.

"There I am, don't think about it. Want to go for another walk?" Ask Al.

"I want to go home, the medicine is at home" Tasya said slowly.

"Do you need medicine?" Ask Al.

Of course it takes, at a time like this he must take medicine so as not to really relapse. Now it's not just about him, but there's Al he has to pay attention to, there's work and patients that are his responsibility. So Tasya slowly nodded.

He is still trying to control himself, albeit with great difficulty. Believe me, being a sufferer of psychiatric disorders such as productive Tasya is very difficult. It's hard for him to live.

Because Tasya needed medicine, Al agreed to Tasya's invitation to go home. They also had time to say, Radit who saw the condition of Tasya so feel guilty for discussing this. But fortunately now more mature, he so no angry show to silence Radit. Luckily Tasya has Al to be his self-control.

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Tasya took the medicine and the water after that he set his breath so that the medicine worked faster. Al was a little calm if Taya had taken the medicine, because if it was a little late it was certain Tasya would be down and intership so disturbed.

At a time like this Al must understand and be alert, because if he is not the one who moves, who else? Tasya is now his responsibility. Not finished Bella's case, now coupled with Radit's plan to bring his mother, surely it's a heavy right for Tasya to live.

Slowly Al carried Tasya in his arms, lying down like this made Tasya comfortable, especially while enjoying the euphoria after taking the medicine. I think he feels a little better.

"Mas, I don't want Mama here" Tasya said honestly.

Al was silent, as he should be able to wisely face Tasya and his mind. If he thinks there is something that does not fit he certainly has to straighten it slowly. "Why hm?"

"I still can't, want as hard as I try not to."

"Honey, in life there are sometimes things where people make mistakes. But that doesn't mean we curse that guy forever, does it?"

"But you know how Mom used to treat me?" Ask Tasya.

"Tau, I know. I was also upset at that time, only Mama had been rewarded for her actions. Losing you must be a mother's hardest blow, not to mention losing Chandra and her Papa, the last of whom she's imprisoned. Surely during that time Mama had thought of anything that became his fault," said Al.

It is true, but still there is something that stifles the taste in Tasya's heart. It still takes a lot of time to accept everything with the airy chest and Tasya has not been able to do that.

"If I can't forgive Mama you're not married to me who fussy rich gini?" Ask Tasya.

"Why be a bitch, honey. We've known from childhood, why think rich that, I don't like. Don't think rich anymore. Do you always know that you are the thing I am most grateful for in this world? So don't say rich anymore, Tasya." Al kissed Tasya's lips at a glance. But maybe his speech became slurred also because of the drug, so Al understood.

"Mas, but I don't want to see him if you want to bring him here. I don't want to."

Al sighed, after which he smiled towards Tasya and nodded slowly. "Don't be imposed, we must follow the time to know anything that can improve the situation. There may not be an answer yet. If you think from now on there will be no end. It just makes you dizzy alone. So now you better get some sleep."

Indeed it seemed that what Al said was true, he indeed needed to sleep. His eyes had also felt heavy because of the medicine and it did not take long for Tasya to close his eyes. "Don't stay with me."

"Yes, it won't. Sleep, I'll take care of it until you wake up again." Al hugged Tasya tightly, if I may be honest here Al who was more worried if Tasya in this position. He was always afraid because indeed Tasya always made him worry from small things long ago.

Magh and asthma problems that he craves, poor body immunity, schizophrenia problems. Even when Tasya was a little moody, it actually made Al panic, as big as it was the influence of Tasya in his life.

Tasya was already sound asleep, his breathing had also started to be regular. Slowly Al got down and took his doctor's equipment to check on Tasya. He still could not calm down before confirming it himself. But thankfully he was fine. So Al can breathe a sigh of relief and hope that when Tasya wakes up later the situation is much better. Because of course tomorrow he also has to return to work in the hospital.