The Sweetest Feeling's

Therapy #2

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"Ck! Shirts and strappy shoes?" Daryl muttered, then he glanced at the Citra Doctor who was standing about a meter away with Nania sitting by his side.

"Because you only have difficulty in these two things, then what we will maximize the therapy is about these things." The woman wearing the white coat and glasses explained.

"I hate strappy shirts and shoes!" Daryl.

"That's because you can't wear it yourself, but if you can then you'll love it a lot."

Daryl looked grunting. Then he stared at the cloth with its open buttons with a feeling of dislike.

"Just like this." Doctor Citra exemplifies how to hook the buttons one by one.

"I know that's how. But does the doctor know that my brain just kind of freezes every time I bring this damn thing down the hole?" Daryl's tone of voice increased by an octave.

"Darling?" Nania tried to remind me.

As usual, the man's emotions were ignited every time the Image Doctor would start his therapy session.

"How many times do I have to explain that this is so hard?" And Daryl immediately turned to his wife.

"We are trying to overcome this difficulty, sir. Didn't you call me last night to rearrange therapy?" Doctor Citra said.

Daryl. He recalled that it was he who deliberately contacted the woman to return to consult and have her therapy schedule arranged again.

Of course after thinking long enough, since he knew there was a growing fetus in his wife's stomach.

And not without reason if he has such thoughts, but because he often sees Amara's whatsapp story that often displays videos when Galang is replacing clothes and diapers for their twins.

"Did Galang really do it? Men wear clothes for babies? Weird." Once he sent a comment to the woman's number after seeing the story when Galang dressed the baby clothes to Azura and Angkasa.

"True, every morning if not busy very busy Galang Brother who changed his clothes children."

"So what are you doing? Isn't that a mother's job?" Daryl.

"Yes mother's duty is the same father, who makes both. Time to go it alone?"

"Yes, but it's weird."

"Who said? Kak Galang himself also said that. When it comes to taking care of the kid early in the morning it's his job."

"Times?"

"Abself by yourself."

"What do you do anyway?"

"Mandiin them doang, abis is taking care of themselves and grumbling Kak Galang." Amara's reply followed emot's smile.

"Then what are the two baby sitters?" Daryl asked again.

"Hold them after Galang went to work."

"And you?"

"Liet. Or occasionally monitor the store." Followed by the smile again.

"It's so good for your life?"

"What else do you want? Husband goes to work, son gets stuck. Thanks occasionally, work has been taken care of, like I don't have to think about anything else."

"Yeah, right. I also want to ban Nania from staying home because she is pregnant but she needs to finish her schooling in the next six months. Not to mention he has a social project at his reading house."

"Yes, why the hell? As long as he does it. The definition of happiness for each person is different."

"She's a people pleasure. Too often think of the pride of others more than himself."

"So she's happy, brother." Amara made a phone call. "

"See the smile of the person he is helping, or can do something for someone else. Nania is used to it, but this one is more useful than feeding her family that is like a prank. Accompany me why the hell? Or help them. Than just nagging. Not ashamed to see him to the idea of open donations to get money so that he can help people?"

"I have priorities, Ra." The man replied.

"Don't you think Nania has no priorities? Don't you know why he made the donation open? It was because he had prioritized Brother so as not to feel burdened by what his good intentions were."

"You defended her because you're both girls." 

"Whatever, but I saw it from a different perspective. Doesn't have to be the same dong? Husband and wife are also sometimes different. For example, Brother who is calculating, met Nania who can give up what she has so that the life of people who are not as lucky as she becomes better."

"Yes, isn't it big brother?"

"It's not about the money, Ra."

"Keep on what?"

"I think that if I don't grant her will right now she'll stop, especially since she's pregnant. But it's not at all." Daryl chuckles. "I'm worried."

"Ah, kayak sister who does not know Nania. His life is now the same Brother he thinks easy because nothing left to ask. Not to mention he had all the trouble alone. Nothing is difficult for Nania. Weigh funds for a house read doang is easy. Not because he has a lot of money, but his brain muter nyari how to be able to get. And the proof is that he did it, right?"

Daryl was silent again.

"Udah ah, I want to bob the afternoon first with the children" said Amara.

"Duh, take a nap?"

"Yes dong, nursing mothers need a lot of rest to know, let healthy and still happy," replied the woman.

"Okay, go to sleep!" And then the conversation ended.

"Why the discussion of the video even widened to the house of reading Nania huh? That's weird kid!" He muttered.

However Daryl was slightly jolted as Nania from behind sneaked in while grabbing both of her hands, then pointed them at the shirt in front of them.

The woman guided Daryl by one hand to touch the small objects attached to the edge of the cloth, while the other hand pulled on the side.

"Tempelin aja first" he said while bringing the button closer with the cloth next to it.

"It's paste, it's paste, it's also paste." Nania made Daryl's hand up to the bottom of the shirt.

"Maybe so long ago, Doctor?" said again.

"Yes, just slow down until you get used to it. Then we'll upgrade again." Doctor answered.

Afterwards Nania stepped back and let her husband do what he just did. Approach the two sides of the shirt fabric so that it sticks and then repeats up to the bottom. Although with both hands that shook quite hard because suddenly he was nervous. Especially when he felt his brain freeze.

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"It's boring!" daryl murmured after about half an hour he did the same.

Nania got up from her chair and went back to her husband who tried very hard that day to focus on what she was training.

"Malyshka?"

"Yes?"

"How much longer do I have to do this?" His eyes looked at the two sides of the shirt he was closing in on.

"Until you get used to it."

"I'm bored, and I'm not used to it yet" she replied, with her pursed lips.

"Step it, not all at once." Doctor Citra came back after letting them stay in his therapy room for a while.

"This if done every day and repeatedly will make us feel accustomed. Like eating or drinking, not doing it a day will make us feel hungry, right? So do not be forced to be able to directly, but get used to it we can," he said.

"Is this enough? I've been doing it for half an hour but it's just like this." His hand is now not too vibrating when bringing the button closer to the other side.

"It seems that for today enough, maybe you can start again three more days or next week? It's up to you, but remember to train it yourself at home huh?" 

Daryl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is there anything else to do besides this, Doctor?" Nania asked before they left.

"none. As I said earlier, that we slowly and gradually practice the habit. So getting used to it one by one is better."

"Okay, Doctor."

"Then, see you at the next meeting?"

Then both of them say goodbye.

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