Tidying Up Asa, Inviting Hidayah

95. Heart-restrained

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“Goodnight ... Can I help you, Sir?” dr. Halimah smiled as she linked her fingers on the table.

Hara nodded, introduced herself, “Goodnight, Doctor. I contacted you the other day to reset the patient counseling schedule, on behalf of Rinjani Jenar Adhitama.”

“Astagfirullohal’adzim!” dr. Halimah cupped her face with her palm for a while. Then shook his head, “I'm sorry, until it doesn't recognize you.”

Hara immediately explained to dr. Halimah doesn't feel shy,“No problem, Doctor. We did meet for the first time.”

“But this is already the third meeting for Rinjani, yes?” dr. Halimah moved, took a map located on a shelf behind her chair, and then sat back down.

“We can while peeking at Rinjani counseling process from here, Mr.” said dr. Halimah while sliding the computer screen to point at me, “We installed a cctv camera in each counselling room. So be able to keep an eye on from here, how our therapists handle patients.”

I moved my body forward to see more clearly the images captured on a computer screen. It appears that the girl wearing a pastel-colored floral pattern is sitting opposite a long-haired blonde female doctor.

“The counselor who faced Rinjani has only two months joined us. I myself accompanied him during the trial period, so insyaalloh patients handled with the maximum.” said dr. Halimah while removing the contents of the map.

“It looks like Rinjani is comfortable consulting dr. Tiara's. At the previous meeting, they had breakfast together, loh.” continued dr. Halima. He gave Hara some sheets of paper, pointing to some of the writings that were there; explaining.

Hara listened to every detail of dr. Halima. He felt the need to know how the development of the treatment of Jenar trauma, there was progress or not. Because he gave a suggestion and asked that Jenar would seek treatment. Of course Hara had to ensure the development of the girl's therapeutic process. It is free to waste time, energy and material if there are no meaningful results.

The time shows at 21:15 WIB when Hara came out of the room dr. Halima. For nearly two hours he was in the room, asking the senior psychologist. Jenar's counseling session was completed a few minutes ago, he could know through a surveillance camera connected to a computer in the room dr. Halima. Hara rushed over to the girl who seemed to be in a daze, looking like she was looking for someone.

“Who to look for?” hara asked with a bowed body, right in front of Jenar's ears.

“Astagfirulloh! Mr Hara, ngagetin!” pekik Jenar screeching, in surprise.

“Measuring him don't be dumb!” Hara straightened up, throwing her face away while putting two hands into her pants pocket.

She felt like pinching Jenar's nose, or pulling the tip of her headscarf. Because, the girl's face looks very funny when surprised. However, of course he held back from doing childish things as thought.

“Pak Hara from where? I was looking from earlier, not anywhere.” grumbled Jenar while folding his hands and displaying an annoyed face.

“Toilet!” hara answered with flat intonation, but in her heart there was a sense of undefined. He felt needed to hear the implied words of worry, no doubt like someone was salto in there.

“Why? Afraid of being left?” ask Hara.

Jenar nodded quickly, “I think Mr. Hara came home first, can't wait for my counseling that is longer than usual. Where is the night, how will I go home if left?”

Hara smiled slanted, this girl is so innocent. How could he have the heart to leave Jenar alone, if a minute did not meet it felt tormented once. Taking a breath to neutralize the turmoil, he was about to step up. However, Jenar pulled the arm of her shirt, so she had to undo the intention.

“Wait a minute, Sir!”

Without waiting for Hara to answer, Jenar rushed to the receptionist table, conversing briefly with the attendant there while pointing at the door of a room. Not long after, he returned with a sad face.

“There's a problem?” hara asked, after the girl stood in front. Thought there was a payment or administrative problem so Jenar looked disappointed.

Jenar shook her head while answering weakly, “Tadi intentionnya I want to know the father with Mbak Tiara, but he has been hunted to handle patients again. Mr. Hara, anyway, use the event to say all.”

Hara clenched her hand in her pocket to dampen the heart turmoil. He was worried that Jenar was sulking like this. Jenar's pouty face with her head slightly lowered, looked very funny. As much as possible he should hold back, so as not to get carried away.

“Come home!”

Acting as if indifferent, Hara hurriedly walked towards the exit of the clinic. Although a little disappointed because he had not succeeded in introducing Hara to Tiara, Jenar followed the long steps of the man in front of her.

The clinic parking lot is quite quiet, as well as the highway that is passed; not too crowded. The rain that had fallen since noon earlier, caused people to be lazy to come out. If there is no routine therapy schedule, in fact Jenar and Hara are also reluctant to leave until this night. Especially having to find a reason for Ms. Sayumi to allow.

Hara turns off the car audio, knowing that Jenar took a small book out of her bag. Trivial things that always managed to make Jenar amazed at the personality of the stiff man. Hara knows that Jenar prefers to fill the time during the trip by teaching. Although no sound was heard, but always managed to make Hara can drive calmly. Though many wanted Hara to ask the girl, but she did not have a chance.

Jenar pause reading for a moment, when just finished reading the 20th verse of the letter Al-Mulk. He looked up, estimating where and how far the distance still had to go. Suddenly his stomach felt sore, reflexes he held it with his left hand while grimacing.

With a quick movement he closed the mushaf, kissed it and put it in the bag. He must hold the stomach with two hands, because it feels more wrapped around, pain like squeezing.

That certainly can not be separated from Hara's observation. He had to slow down the speed of the vehicle, because he saw something was wrong with the girl next to him.

“Why you?” asked Hara while glancing for a moment towards Jenar.

Jenar shook her head, while biting her lips in pain. He slightly bent down, looking for the right position to relieve pain. However, the pain is actually getting more wrapped around.

Jenar did not answer. He even threw his back on the back of the chair while taking a deep breath and then threw it rough. His two hands continued to hold onto his stomach, hoping that his pain would soon lessen.

Hara scanned the Jenar's movements. Although in the dim light, he could see if Jenar's face paled, there were sweat spots on his forehead and the tip of his nose.

“You have stomach pain?” This time Jenar had to nod. Because you feel you can't cope with your own pain.

“We go to the hospital, or how?” Hara tried to stay calm, though her mind suddenly panicked. He was worried that something might happen to Jenar.

Jenar shook her head while answering softly, “Search mag medicine only, Pak.”

“Medicine mag?” Hara repeated Jenar's speech, making sure her hearing wasn't mistaken.

Jenar nodded confidently. He closed his eyes, in order to ward off the growing pain. Refrain from whimpering, by biting the lower lip. Don't want to trouble Hara any more.

Hara looked at the traffic signs, the red color has not changed to green. He felt he had waited a long time. Panic made him furious, patience almost exhausted due to too long waiting, while Jenar was feeling sick.

“This apil lamp broken times, huh? From earlier the red continues not to turn green.” grumbled Hara.

“The ghosting guy here is indeed. Do not ngaku be the most patient person if you have not stopped at the Artos chimney lamp without mingumel.” jirih Jenar while still holding the stomach.

“What do you mean?” Hara frowned, not knowing the direction of Jenar's conversation.

“The green light here is like a person who likes ghosting, sir. I've been waiting for a long time with all my soul and body while my mind wanders everywhere, eh! It came only for a moment, it was red again, as given false hope.” Jenar laughed grimly, then grimaced. Funny while enduring pain, it turns out to be difficult as well.

“Hur pain can still be joking,” Hara shook her head with a smile. There is always a strange attitude of Jenar that makes him inexhaustible.

Hara stuck out her hand, reaching for a bottle of water. He handed the bottle to Jenar after opening the lid.

“Drink first, who knows the pain is reduced.” said Hara.

Jenar received a drinking bottle, immediately drank a few sips. As soon as the water soaked the esophagus, then into the intestines, Jenar felt that something was stirring inside. Shortly afterwards, a sound came from his stomach. Sontan Hara turned her head, while Jenar glanced at the condolences while forcing a smile.

“Sorry ...,” said Jenar wirih, there was no tone in his voice.

“Hungary?” guess Hara.

Jenar lowered her head, without answering. Shame if you have to be honest, lying is not possible because it is clear.

“You eat or buy mag medicine only?” Hara gave a choice, so as not to make the wrong decision.

“As for Mr. Hara only,” replied Jenar, coinciding with the firelight changing color from red to green.

Hara immediately runs the car, taking advantage of the opportunity to get out of the red light trap of a very long duration.

“Your stomach is hungry and sick, so you must determine whether to eat or take mag.” medicine Hara.

He should start following dr. Halimah. Giving the opportunity to Jenar to make choices, so that her confidence grows. During this time, Jenar was often insecure and hesitant in making decisions. According dr. It was caused by the effects of her trauma. He needs someone who can inspire confidence in himself.

“I, right, passenger. So follow the drive only.” Apparently Jenar is still reluctant to be frank.

Hara let out a rough breath, it was hard to also eliminate the feeling of all sorts of unpleasant feelings on Jenar. How can I recover from the trauma if this girl continues to feel discouraged?

"If we buy mag medicine, keep eating, how? You want?” Hara asked without shifting her focus from looking at the highway.

Jenar nodded, “If Pak Hara did not bother and did not mind.”

Hara glanced slightly, smiling for the sake of seeing Jenar's overly innocent demeanor. Just this time he felt that there was a girl who thought about his feelings and interests. Usually, he must keep the order even though the heart and mind object. You also have to obey the will of others, even if you are bothered.

Jenar was the first girl to make her feel appreciated. No wonder his heart had been tethered, to the glare of crystal-clear sharp eyes and plain face without that makeup.

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