Reaching the Moon
Chapter 39
A large, tall man in uniform walked down the hallway of the police station. The man's move came to a halt in front of a special room for prisoners who wanted to meet visiting relatives to keep their privacy up.
In the room, apparently, waiting for a man with a clothes on the side of a prisoner.
"Boss, long time no see," said the man with the sidewalk as he lowered his head politely to pay his respects.
"Sit, Marcel! It's been enough for me to shut myself down for over a year so no one can suspect anything. Now I want to teach the three of them a lesson" said the man in uniform.
"Those three?" marcel asked.
"Aura, the Star, and Nizam, the traitor. Because they closed my business."
He's Robert, the boss of the explosives business they've been smuggling out of town. At first glance, what they keep is like drugs. However, the fact that was stored was much greater than expected.
"Sorry, Boss. But the Star is dead, there is the Moon, the twin sister of the Star.
"I don't care, obviously they all have to accept the consequences."
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At the hospital, Moon is trying hard to be a good wife despite being very difficult. The effect of touch he felt when he was conscious was apparently very different when he was unconscious in the sense of reflex movements.
As of this moment, Moon was feeding Nizam breakfast because the man's right hand was injured. However, that is not what makes him feel difficult, but the behavior of Nizam who never let go of his eyes so that makes the woman hot-cold uncertain.
Plus Nizam who occasionally steals a touch on the face or hands of the Moon makes his heart ketar-ketir seem to want to jump out. Not to mention the anxiety and tension that he tried to suppress every touch that happened, in the end made the woman try to escape.
Yes, since Nizam felt the touch and embrace of the Moon for the first time two days ago, his curiosity was really provoked to always want to touch the wife again and again, again, even if it is only hands and face.
"Sorry, Mas. Couldn't it be, her hands are a little snooze if you eat again?" said Moon while pulling his hand slowly from the grasp of the husband.
"Why? Didn't you hug me yesterday? That's wider, you know, than this hand!" nizam protest.
"Yes, sorry, Mas. I'm not used to it yet. Yesterday it was a reflex movement so it was just unconscious, yes it immediately came off," replied the Moon was not happy.
"When I was so happy to get a hug from you yesterday. Maybe you should try to get your body used to the negative response to reduce" Nizam suggested.
"It's not that easy, Mom. I've been trying to get him back from yesterday, but it's hard."
"Ck, do I have to get hurt and pass out first so you can hug me again?" Now Nizam was singing his lips and throwing his face away from the Moon, hoping that his wife would fall.
"Don't, Mas. I'm worried if you're like yesterday." This time the Moon spoke while looking at the manic eyes of the husband. His eyes showed real honesty and concern. It makes Nizam not so mengamnyunkan lips and vice versa, he actually pulled the tip of his lips to form an arch.
The two looked at each other deeply, feeling the sighing of the heart and the beating of the heart that was getting faster, but so beautiful. "Thank you for worrying about me, I'm so happy, Moon."
"I-I am too, Mom. Please be patient in a moment."
Nizam nodded with a smile without speaking anymore. He tried to show that how much he loved and cared for the woman even though it was not through words.
"God willing. Oh, yes, what if we meet with doctor Nita, you can consult your current psychic development."
"I want to be with you."
"Yes, already. Come on!"
"Maybe?" The moon looked at one of Nizam's legs and his cast-mounted arm.
"There's a wheelchair." Nizam pointed towards the corner of his room where a rosa chair had been on standby there since yesterday.
Months finally agreed, they wanted to go back to consult a psychiatrist who happened to be in the same hospital. The woman helped the husband move places with difficulty because he had to suppress the reaction that again appeared although not as severe as the reaction he had felt when the first time the man touched her.
When the Moon opened the door and was about to push her husband out, a hijab-wearing woman suddenly appeared before them.
"aura?" nizam said when he saw Aura who looked increasingly thin in front of him.
"It's okay. Do not force yourself to visit the sick if you are also sick, rest first" Nizam replied.
"I'm better, Zam." Aura glanced at the Moon, then looked back at Nizam. "Where are you going, Zam?" continues asking. The woman did not say hello or care about the Moon there.
"You go to doctor Nita's room. The moon wants to see him" replied Nizam.
"Oh, who's the PSYCHIATRist's doctor?" tanya Aura pressed her words deliberately to insinuate the Moon, but got no response from Nizam this time.
"here! Let me push you." Aura quickly shifted the Moon's body behind, then took over Nizam's wheelchair
"Let me alone, brother," the Moon protest did not accept.
"No papa, me, my best friend," said Aura remained stubbornly unwilling to shift.
"But I'm his wife." This month suppressed his words as he began to get annoyed with Aura's attitude. And of course it was quite successful because the woman who had been about to step first was immediately silent without twitching.
"Aura, you should just wait here, let us both go," said Nizam then asked Moon to push back her wheelchair leaving Aura which was now burning with jealous flames.
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"Alhamdulillah, if the story is so, Mother Moon can learn to make yourself feel accustomed to the touch of the husband, it can be a positive step in recovery. However, the feeling of tension or anxiety that sometimes still exists if doing it in a conscious state is also a natural thing, so keep a positive mind that you will definitely be healed," obviously Nita's doctor made Moon and Nizam smile.
"Oh yes, although the development of Mother Moon has improved, it is important to remember that recovery from PTSD is an ongoing process, and that these feelings can fluctuate over time. Therefore, support, understanding from Mr. Nizam as a husband is needed. Don't worry about Mother Moon already touched a little Mr. Nizam had planned this-that. So, Mr. Nizam please spread out, God willing in a moment, really," continued the doctor, holding back a laugh when he realized the man's face turned red hueinged with embarrassment.
"Yes, Doc. God willing, we will continue to routinely continue this treatment until my wife is completely healed" Nizam said later.
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Meanwhile, in Nizam's nursery, Aura began to restlessly wait. The woman continued pacing around the room grumbling, "Why are they so long?"
Several times he glanced at his watch while clucking annoyed, until finally he decided to go home first. Aura walked with quick steps leaving the hospital towards the roadside in search of a taxi.
"Bro, isn't she the woman in this picture?" ask a man with an ojek jacket online who happens to be hanging out near the hospital.
"That's it, that's it" replied his friend.
"You call so quickly, boss. Tell me we found it in town B."
- Connected
For those wondering, why suddenly there is a new character. Previously the Author apologized for this inconvenience.Yesterday the Author revised the story from chapters 1-20. Not much, and not change the whole story. It's just that the conflict is a little added at the request of the editor.
In order not to get dizzy, the Author gives a snippet of the chapter related to this chapter and has undergone a revision.
Chapter 7
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
