Sister Alea And Mr Crazy

The Presence of Someone

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The morning has arrived. Greet the inhabitants of the earth to always be enthusiastic in carrying out activities on this sunny day. Alea was getting ready in her room because today she was taking Iqbal to the Doctor.

"Finished," Alea muttered, ending with combing back her slightly messy hair.

After feeling her appearance was neat, Alea rushed out of her room and walked towards Iqbal's room to check on the man's readiness.

"Tante," said Alea as she arrived at Iqbal's room and saw Mrs. Beautiful is pairing a jacket that is thick enough on the body Iqbal.

"Eh, Alea. You ready, son?" ask Ny. It was beautiful to look at Alea with a smile.

"Already, Aunt." Alea then walked over to Mrs. Beautiful and Iqbal.

Iqbal's facial features showed fear, the man seemed uncomfortable to go to the Doctor. Alea who was aware of the fear felt by Iqbal, immediately calmed him down.

"Iqbal, trust the sisters. Everything's gonna be fine. You don't have to be afraid, okay?" Alea rubbed Iqbal's back while showing a confident smile.

Iqbal replied with a knotty smile and it was clear his body started to tremble in fear. Alea can understand, even this he did for the sake of Iqbal's recovery.

Alea did not want to see Iqbal constantly in a disturbed mental state. He wants Iqbal to be happy and live a normal life. No matter what was going to happen in the future, clearly seeing Iqbal happy, Alea was also happy.

"Alea, you and Iqbal will be accompanied by Mr. Ujang. It just so happened that Pak Ujang who worked as a driver in this house had returned from his village at dawn."

Alea nodded in understanding. Unlike Iqbal, the look on his face is like going to check the name of Mr. Ujang. "Mama, what is Pak Ujang that mama meant by Pak Ujang who is a good person and always nemenin Iqbal play small time?" tanya Iqbal.

"Yes, Iqbal. Mr. Ujang who already considers you as his own son," replied Ms. Beautiful by stroking Iqbal cheeks at a glance.

"Ooo." Iqbal. In the meantime, Alea paid her farewell first to Ms. Beautiful before going out.

"Hmm, Auntie, let's go first."

Alea's hand was stretched out to kiss Mrs' hand. Is beautiful. Unlike Iqbal, he was busy looking at the roof of the house. Seeing that, Alea and Ny. Beautiful just giggling, they understand the mental Iqbal is currently still less stable.

"Be careful on the road, yeah. Hope everything is good" said Mrs. Is beautiful.

"Aamiin .. We go first, Auntie. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Alea stepped out of the room while gently pulling Iqbal's hand. Alea turned his head at Iqbal after feeling the man's hand feel cold and trembling.

Without any hesitation, Alea immediately clasped Iqbal's hand very tightly. Trying to give warmth and calm to the man who is currently walking with her.

***

Throughout the trip, the atmosphere is always quiet. There has been no discussion between Iqbal, Alea or Pak Ujang as the driver of the car.

Alea was busy looking out the car window. Iqbal who was frightened, hugged his two mouth tightly. While Mr. Ujang focused on driving. However, after a few seconds, Mr. Ujang began to open his voice.

"If you may know, whose name is not?" asked Mr. Ujang kindly once in a while looking at Alea through the middle rearview mirror.

"My name is Alea, sir."

"Ohh, Non Alea. Has Non Alea been working as Den Iqbal's nun for a long time?" Mr. Ujang asked back.

"No, Sir. I just worked four days ago."

Mr. Ujang nodded in understanding. Then he refocused on driving. Alea, meanwhile, turned to look towards Iqbal. It seemed that the man was still tightly hugging both of his knees with a trembling body.

Alea could understand Iqbal's fear. But to be criminalized again, Iqbal needs treatment from a doctor. That's the only way Iqbal can heal fast.

"Iqbal, don't be afraid, okay. Sister will always be with Iqbal. Fighting!" Alea calmed Iqbal while encouraging the man.

However, Iqbal remained in his position. It doesn't wiggle at all. Makes Alea start to worry about Iqbal's current state. On the other hand Alea also could not cancel his plan, he was afraid that Iqbal's condition would get worse if not treated directly by the Doctor.

"Iqbal, calm down. The doctor is not bad, though. Even a doctor is good."

"Tuh, Den. Den Iqbal need not be afraid, there will be Mr. Ujang same Non Alea," said Mr. Ujang.

Iqbal did not respond. He hugged both of his knees. Alea immediately stroked the soft top of Iqbal's head, to calm the man down.

After Iqbal started to feel calm, Alea turned her gaze towards the outside of the car window. He gave Iqbal time to relax. However ....

"Astagfirullah, Den."

Mr. Ujang suddenly stopped his car on the side of the road after seeing something surprising. Suddenly it made Alea aghast in shock and immediately turned her eyes to Iqbal.

"Oh my goodness, Iqbal."

Alea was shocked to see that there was a scrap of blood on Iqbal's arm. Already Alea made sure the man had injured himself, proof of sharp objects in the form of knives in the hands of Iqbal. Alea quickly picked up the knife, then handed it to Pak Ujang to be kept in a safe place.

"What are you doing, huh? Why did you hurt yourself, Iqbal?" asked Alea who was starting to panic and fidget.

"This, Non." Mr. Ujang thrusts a p3k box that is stored in the dashboard drawer.

"Iqbal does not want to go to the doctor .. Anyway Iqbal does not want to ...."

The situation is fucked up. Alea immediately hugged Iqbal very tightly, letting the man vent all the anger in his arms.

"Doctors are evil ... Iqbal won't go there."

"Iqbal, sttt .. quiet. What did the sister say, hm? The doctor is not evil. Even the doctors are good. Iqbal don't be afraid, yeah. There will be a nurse who will always accompany Iqbal" Alea said in a soft tone, occasionally stroking Iqbal's hair.

"Who said the doctor was good? The doctor is evil. Later there will be a doctor with Iqbal disease like Papa. Plaque ... plaque. Well, that's how Papa mukulin Iqbal. Haha ...."

Iqbal struck out by hitting his own arm while laughing indistinctly. Alea who in his place can only cry, he is really not strong to face the condition of Iqbal which is getting worse.

"Non, we'd better take Den Iqbal to a psychiatrist. I happen to know the nearest psychiatric clinic here." Mr. Ujang suggested at a time when the situation was getting uncontrollable.

Alea nodded in agreement. Right now Alea just wanted to see Iqbal calm down, that alone was enough to make her smile back.

***

"How did it go, Doc?"

"I have relieved the symptoms experienced by patients by using several therapies. And the result is pretty good. I recommend for now patients not to put too much pressure during the treatment. Give the patient a lot of support, because it will reduce the symptoms experienced by the patient."

Alea was relieved after listening to the explanation from the Psychiatrist. Alea had thought Iqbal's condition would get worse and harder to handle. But it turns out that after being taken to the Psychiatric Clinic, Iqbal's condition slowly began to improve.

"How many times do patients have to do therapy, Doc?"

"Because the problems faced by the patient are quite serious, so the treatment will be done three times a week in order to get maximum results. In time, I will report later. I hope you as the closest person to the patient, always give the patient support and train the patient to positive things because it will also reduce the symptoms experienced by the patient."

Alea understood the explanation and advice given by the Doctor psychiatrist. He will always give Iqbal support, no matter what.

'Get well soon, Iqbal Riandra Keanny. I will wait for you to recover.'

***

Mr. Ujang parked the car in the garage of the house, then he helped Alea lead Iqbal into the house. Seen in the living room, ma'am. It was beautiful to wait for his son's presence.

"Eh, you're home." Mrs. It was beautiful to walk directly to Alea, Iqbal and Pak Ujang.

"What's this, Alea? Is everything okay? What did the doctor say?" Mrs. Indah began to ask a few questions after seeing Iqbal just put on a flat face and also look mute.

"No one, aunt. Everything's fine. The doctor said Iqbal's condition will improve if it continues to do routine therapy and of course there is support from the family," Alea explained.

"Thank God then. Auntie was happy to hear it," said Ms. Lovely while gently stroking Iqbal's hair.

A moment Alea turned towards Iqbal with a sad look. After treatment, Iqbal did not say much. But it's okay, the most important thing is that Iqbal's condition should improve.

"Yes, Alea you take Iqbal to his room yeah and don't forget to tell him to rest."

Alea nodded in understanding.

"Sir Ujang too, help Alea."

"Ready, Mistress."

Alea and Pak Ujang then led Iqbal back to climb the stairs slowly.

***

After making sure Iqbal rested quietly, Alea intended to take a walk around the house. However, while in the living room, Alea finds Mrs. It was beautiful as if waiting for someone to appear.

Wonder who the person is waiting for. Beautiful, Alea finally decided to approach Ms. Is beautiful.

"Tante," call Alea.

"Eh, Alea. Here, sit down by Auntie."

Alea nodded. Then he put himself, sitting beside Mrs. Is beautiful.

"Hmm, what is Auntie doing here?" ask Alea.

"Aunty is waiting for someone to come."

"Who, Auntie?"

Not yet able to Mrs. Lovely wanted to answer, suddenly the voice of someone managed to make Alea and Ny. Beautiful immediately turned her eyes towards him.

"Hello, everyone."

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