The Sweetest Feeling's

Get Out of the House

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Nania stopped her steps in the middle of the track that is usually passed by members of the Nikolai family every time exercising. Then he gazed towards the artificial forest located a dozen meters ahead there.

Today she felt she had the courage to step her foot out of the area of the house, and further back after getting permission from her husband.

The woman then turned to her house, which was also a dozen meters away from where she was standing. And he continues like that.

"It's okay. Daddy's already out." Nania mutters. 

"Is it safe?" Then he continued his steps.

"No danger?" The pace is getting faster.

"Is there someone else?" He looked around and stopped.

His breathing roared and his eyes scanned the surroundings. The place was as usual, always quiet as there was no one else, and no one would purposely walk around at almost noon like that. While he was alone.

Nania then backed away and turned around as she felt that things were not very good. And hurriedly returned to the house when at the same time Daryl ran to meet him.

"No!! I'm not going anywhere. Seriously, just come here." Nania suddenly crouched down while covering her ears, thinking that Daryl would be angry because he was outside the house.

"Gosh, no!" The man crouched down to align their height once their rations were very close.

"No, I'm not. I shouldn't have left the house. It doesn't feel good." Nania shook her head and she was almost hiateristic.

Daryl forgets that his reaction can cause his wife to panic.

"No no no! I just want to catch up with you. It's okay, it's okay." Finally made Daryl pull her into a hug.

"It's okay. I just caught up with you." he repeated, and he rubbed the woman's back.

"I want to accompany you there. I want to see our son too, you know?" he said again and he tried to calm Nania down.

"It's okay. I'm not mad at you." And that sentence actually made Nania calm down.

"I'm just worried about not finding you at home when I get home. And I remember this morning you asked permission, so …."

"Aren't you angry?" Nania pulled away and looked at her husband's face.

Daryl shook his head and he stared back at his innocent face.

"If I go out of the house not angry?" ask Nania again.

"No, just to the back, right?" the man replied and he rubbed Nania's face with the back of his hand.

"So, let's go there." Daryl got up and pulled Nania. Then he led her to walk towards the artificial forest.

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Nania put her face on top of the belly button of her fetus that had been residing in that place for almost two weeks.

The land was covered with a pot of bonsai as a sign, known as Satria's, and the surface was overgrown with weeds.

Apparently, the focus of all members on him makes them forget about the existence of this tomb.

"I'm sorry Mommy, baby.  I'm sorry I can't take care of you, Mommy's sloppy." Nania rubbed the ground with both hands.

Her tears were breaking again but she was not roaring like before. Daryl was sitting in the back.

She chose to let him vent his sadness and disappointment. Maybe it would be good for his emotional and mental recovery, as the doctor Syahril said a moment ago.

"I'm sorry Mommy? You understand, right? Mommy hope you're not angry" she said again, and her position was still like that.

He was like he was hugging a living creature, even smelling the grassy ground.

"Daddy, why is it buried so far away? pity him alone." Nania then got up and sat down in front of the silent Daryl.

"Papi said it's not good that he's buried near us." The man replied.

"But pity."

Nania is silent now.

"Isn't that better? So no need to worry anymore." Daryl then hugged Nania again, and they were in that position for a while.

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Nania stared out as the car they were riding in drove across the streets of the capital.

This is the first time in nearly two weeks that she's locked up in a home after a miscarriage, that Daryl took her out. The hospital is the goal.

"Daddy, I'm not sick." Nania grabs Daryl's hand that doesn't let go all the way.

"Indeed. But you need to get checked." The man replied.

"From yesterday was it healed?"

"It just has to be checked, so we know how you are?" answer the man again.

"But we'll be home, right?" The woman looked around the parking area as soon as they arrived at the venue.

"Of course."

"Go home, right?" nania said again, and she started to look nervous.

"Yes, to the house. Where else are you going?" Daryl reached out his hand to Nania, then he immediately welcomed her despite his initial hesitation.

And Regan becomes a loyal companion who follows wherever they go from home. And listening to so much drama that happened when the two had arrived at the examination room.

Obgyn's doctor checks the state of the uterus and anything else related to it, but they did not find anything strange other than the former handling of curettage and bruising that still exists on the surface of Nania's stomach caused by a hard blow Hendrik.

Then after that they turn to a psychiatric specialist who will check on Nania's psychic condition.

"This event is indeed the culmination of the shock that Nania experienced, sir. His soul that had been fragile since the beginning aggravated the situation. So it's like a plus wound." The doctor wrote something on his note.

"And I can confirm if we're going to take longer than we should to recover. Because it's not just one kind of trauma that Nania has experienced, but a lot of trauma."

Daryl glanced at the table where Nania was busy with her paper and stationery. Now the only thing that can make him focus and avoid panic is drawing. As he has done in the last few days.

"Physical violence is certain. Whether by sek*ual violence, I have not found any indication in that direction other than what you have told him about the trafficking experiment. If verbal abuse seems to be the one he receives most." The doctor continued to explain her diagnosis of Nania.

"Yes. Saying, insults, maybe ridicule. Shouts or screams are the most severe verbal abuse. And he's been through it for a long time."

Daryl closed his eyes for a moment.

Doesn't that include the clasping and screaming? So in addition to Hendrik and Mirna, he also has a share in what women are experiencing. And the worst was the last time he did before realizing his condition the other day.

"Geez!" Daryl rubbed his face, rough. 

He had no idea that his reaction would end like this. That what Nania was experiencing was indeed worse than it seemed. And he just realized it.

"What ... Nania should be treated, Doctor?" Daryl felt something stuck in his throat. Makes him feel sick and claustrophobic at the same time.

"If it does not harm himself and others it is not necessary. Just a week of therapy two or three times hopefully can help him recover."

Daryl sighed and exhaled slowly.

"But he can heal, right?" ask her with a clenched voice.

"It can, but it is not easy because the sick is mental. You know, if the hand or leg is injured then it only takes at least a week to recover and after that it is gone. But if the mental illness then it takes time and special handling because of the many causes. So, yes it takes extra patience for this." explained the doctor who this time really convinced Daryl of what he should have done for Nania.

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What else is after this? I swear it's been a long time but kok still gini aja😢