Upik Abu Becomes CEO

Upik Abu Becomes CEO
Postpartum Depression



Bi Ratih left his master's room when Anitha had been in the arms of master Nan. Jeffy went back out and away from Mr. Nan's room and called the family doctor again.


"Where! Why so long!" Jeffy's starting to get impatient.


"I'm at the front gate."


"Hurry over."


When the doctor caught up with Jeffy upstairs, Jeffy heard again, "Why do you have to take care of my mom. Why can she hold your son, but not my mother. Isn't my mother more entitled to your son than that woman!" Anitha said sharply, though still full of tears.


"Sorry, there's no intention of Kanda like that. Ask your mother, she's not feeling well. Then don't want to touch our son, so as not to fall."


Mr. Nan was forced to follow Anitha's thought path to provide a temporary calm. Anitha turned her head back where she felt she was seeing her mother. He calmed back down when he felt his mother nod.


Their personal doctor only knew Anitha was hallucinating again. To what extent, what was the cause and how it was treated, he had yet to understand.


"Why is the doctor here?" anitha asked slowly to Mr. Nan. Mr. Nan had snatched Anitha and moved her to the bed.


Mr. Nan sat beside Anitha while rubbing Anitha's face, "Dinda has no appetite. Kanda asked the doctor to see how you were doing, what vitamins were right for you and our baby."


"Why not eat?" ask the doctor about fishing.


"No idea, just not tasteful," said Anitha flatly.


Then Anitha just kept silent. Doctors couldn't prescribe a sedative when Jeffy said at a glance Anitha's state. Anitha is breastfeeding her baby again. Lagian Anitha had looked calm.


"Look at Nan, try taking this vitamin. Safe to breastfeed." Doctor Heru was accompanied by Jeffy. He doesn't need to check any further. He knew enough about the cause.


"You picked up our kid downstairs for a second. Dinda, is it okay to stay a while?"


"Nothing."


Mr. Nan peeped at Anitha's head. After tidying up Anitha's messy hair. For almost five weeks he paid no attention to Anitha.


Mr. Nan then went downstairs.


"Where is my baby?" ask Jeffy. He asked Jeffy to watch his son after the doctor came down.


"The guest room."


"Ohh yes Jeff, you please go to a psychiatric doctor. Tell me what happened. The point is, Anitha changed after giving birth I noticed.


"Nan, I don't think it's necessary. Anitha, I think I was initially exposed to the baby blues. But you didn't realize it. Anitha may realize or she may not."


"Baby blues?"


"Yes, mood disorders after childbirth. So the mother who was affected by this, easily angry, sad and tired. Some don't even eat." The personal physician of the Nan master family explained.


"Yes, I remember him so. I guess because I still feel sick about giving birth."


"Not" said the doctor Heru briefly.


"What's the cause?"


"It is not known for certain. But the trigger can occur because of changes in hormone levels are quite drastic, causing an imbalance of chemicals in the brain. The rest factor and a lot of things."


"How could you hallucinate that?" ask Mr. Nan back.


"No."


"Why did my wife experience that?"


"That's because your wife has fallen into Postpartum Depression."


"Postpartum Depression?" repeat mister Nan and Jeffy who feel ordinary with these words.


"Postpartum depression. Baby blues if not overcome will quickly develop into depression. It could also be early childbirth your wife has been exposed to it."


"Causes?"


"Same, not caused by one factor alone. It is usually a combination of physical and emotional factors. It will increase if the mother is stressed."


"What is he stressing?" ask mister Nan more to himself.


"We don't know. It could be that losing her mother was the biggest factor. But your wife I heard was too good at covering things up. You guys might just see him happy. We don't know his heart." Doctor Heru continued to explain.


"What should we do?"


"Take your wife talk. Counsel the psychologist." Doctor Heru looks back to give advice.


"Why not go to a psychiatrist?" sela Jeffy's.


"Anitha breastfeeding. It is not good to use drugs. If the psychiatrist is more dominant in taking drugs. It's good to the psychologist. You can go through psychotherapy first. So it can be asked to Anitha directly what the problem is and will be found a solution without drugs."


"Ohhh, okay. You're the psychologist's recommendation. I'll try to go there tomorrow. Hope Anitha wants to work together." Mr. Nan expressed his hope.


"Okay, I'll just tell Jeffy. You need to make more time for her and your baby. I'm sorry." Master Nan raised one hand. Jeffy delivered to the veranda.


Mr. Nan picked up the baby in the guest room. Like understanding the state of his mother. The baby sleeps hard. Looking a little amused from Hannan, when master Nan picked him up.


Mr. Nan is at odds with Jeffy. "I tried to find out the psychologist first, Nan. You're not what?"


"Yes, thanks Jeff."


"Tell me if there's anything."


"Yes." Yeah." Mr. Nan passed by and headed for his room. But his steps were held back for a moment when he heard Nova say hello.


"Sorry sir, I haven't eaten anything. I was shocked and took off the tray just like that." Nova looked down full of guilt and was afraid that her master was angry.


"Ohh, you just bring another new food to the top, yes" said Mr. Nan flat.


"Good Sir." Nova's still down. No longer out of fear but out of respect.


"Darling, sorry for long."


"Yes, I'll talk to the doctor first." Anitha's tone sounded ordinary.


"Yes, we'll talk about that later. Now does Dinda not want to bother this little guy." Mr. Nan was trying to joke. Gurau that he almost forgot because of the busy work and his happiness when he saw his baby.


"Why should you be disturbed. Poor thing he slept well." Anitha defended the baby.


"Because of this baby, you almost forgot about the baby's mom."


"Don't blame him Kanda. The wrong Kanda is too busy working these days and I'm more wrong, don't want to understand these days."


"That's what Dr. Heru said, kanda was too busy and ignored Dinda who was in need of a husband to pay attention." Tuan Nan had the opportunity to include flavoring herbs so that Anitha liked the words of Heru doctor further. Seen Anitha smiling happily.


The door on tap slowly and Nova entered after Mr. Nan asked her to come in.


"Put it on the front desk of that sofa alone," said Mr. Nan flatly. Not out of anger or dislike for the Art. People say, it is innate oroknya indeed so.


"Well the little baby we sleep .. kanda feed Dinda yes. Nova said it wasn't eating."


"But dinda's not hungry Kanda."


"Hmm, doesn't Dinda love our baby?"


"Honey, if not dear .. It is impossible to love ASI."


"Then what's the name, if Dinda's MILK is not enough nutrients?" mr. Nan stared softly. There was no pressure or order there.


"Well, you eat." Anitha descended slowly from her bed towards the sofa. Mr. Nan followed.


A navy shirt shirt, with two open top buttons and sleeves rolled under the elbows, adds to the masculinity of this men's crossbreed. He became more masculine in his wife's eyes when he took off all the buttons on his shirt.


"Don't be weird, Dinda can't be bothered yet," said mister Nan feigned anger, when he saw the glittering look Anitha saw himself. Anitha grimaced in shame.


"It's child one, still adorable." Mr. Nan again teased his wife. He approached his wife wearing only his trousers. His shirt was thrown in the laundry basket.


"Sexy kanda ...." Anitha Smile. A smile that almost no one noticed mister Nan these five weeks.


"Dinda's skinny, not sexy anymore."


Anitha raised her hand, then noticed. He also glanced at his body. Mister Nan quickly replied before Anitha misunderstood. "Eat it, let it plump again like Hannan. But believe me, whatever it is, you still love Dinda."


Mr. Nan kissed his wife's lips and nose. He then gave bribes after bribes into Anitha's mouth. Anitha, who was not normal, melted her tears again. But now he knows why he is crying. She was moved by the attention of her husband, who had been missing for five weeks. A faint smile was present on Anitha's lips.


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