After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 53

Since then Ayla has been more alone. Ever since he left the parlor and prefer to find a cheap hostel. Lucky from Fadlan's help, he got a room for 50 thousand monthly. He also worked as an assistant to Fadlan. Not from a health graduate. At least there is an addition to his survival.

Ayla decided not to see her mother. His disappointment is still stinging. Though it has been a month Fadlan back and forth to visit Bu Ismi. But it did not move Ayla's heart to forgive Ms. Ismi.

The incident he experienced while in the parlor still made him afraid to blend in with others. Not only that, Fadlan also seemed to keep his distance. Something that I never imagined in my life. This month Fadlan took Ayla to a psychiatrist several times. The reason is afraid to see Ayla often dumbstruck. Fear of his brother having a mental disorder. Even though Ayla always said she was okay.

It's been a month since Ayla received therapy treatment from Hazar's doctor. Intensive care in connection with the trauma. It is not as easy as reversing the palm of his progress. Fadlan was always monitoring Ayla's progress. Even though he had rejected Ayla, but did not make the man leave his adopted sister. Two weeks of treatment Ayla has experienced better progress. Fadlan also always invites Ayla in hospital activities so that not much bengong.

According to the trauma doctor Ayla experienced including post traumatic stress disorder. In this stage Ayla included light. Not to hurt yourself or others.

 Disorders characterized by a failure to recover after experiencing or witnessing a terrible event.

The condition can last months or years, with triggers that can bring back memories of the trauma accompanied by intense emotional and physical reactions.

Ayla is currently lying in Hazar's practice room. Of course under the influence of hypnosis the girl lay in the patient's gurney.

"What do you feel right now?" ask Dr. Hazar.

"I want to live quietly. No one can be trusted. Only my father knows how I feel. Mom used to like introducing me to rich kids. My best friend turned out to be a stab from behind, it was also because of the materialistic nature of motherhood. And the man I love chooses another woman he says he's in a match. But worse, he also ruined my hope. And .. the person I thought was brother proposed to me. Is he good to me for something? Is there a good person without having to be selfless."

Fadlan heard it flinch. The expression of the proposal was also spontaneous at that time. It was true that he had a special feeling for Ayla. Fadlan never demanded that Ayla accept her.

"I was wrong too. For doing something that traumatized her because of the application problem, Ayla hates me. I'm sorry, Ay." His face was already wet after hearing Ayla's words.

"You're patient, Fad. Maybe for Ayla you are nothing more than a sister. That's why he'd rather you guys stay brothers than be a couple." Doctor Hazar tries to calm Fadlan down.

After the therapy, Fadlan was more silent. Ayla who was now sitting in the back seat of the motorbike felt astonished. But he was reluctant to ask, afraid that the young man would suddenly mention the proposal.

"Well, today I have a little business. You just rest at the boarding house. We are free there are no activities in the hospital" said Fadlan flat.

"Why are you moody from earlier, Fad?" ayla asked Fadlan.

"It's okay, Ay. I'm going home like I want a fever."

"Not hot, anyway. You're still angry about that time. I'm sorry, Fad, but I don't have any feelings for you. I'm more comfortable we're like this, as a sister, even if not a sibling."

"No, the girl in this world you pray for. I'm handsome, I'm a doctor, there's a lot in line." Fadlan spoke confidently while chuckling.

"I'm going, Ay. I want to meet someone."

"Where, Fad?"

"You know!" Fadlan turned on the engine. Leaving Ayla who is still glued to the fence where the hostel is.

...*****...

In a third of the night, Afan woke up. The figure of Ayla who was full of tears continued to come to his dream. He rested his body on the wall. His three friends are still asleep. Sometimes complaining of his back hurting. As he often heard the prison life was cruel. The first week he was a senior month-rounder. His smooth legs are now many traces of torture. The prison officer just broke up.

Since he went to prison, Ms. Saskia has never been absent from visiting her only son. Of course, full support is given by the mother to strengthen Afan. He never complained about the treatment in the garage. When Ms. Saskia asked for bruises on her legs, Afan reasoned to stumble. While Mr. Cahyadi never came to visit only sent a lawyer to free Afan.

"I'm dirty, Ma. It doesn't feel right to hold this thing."

"Who sees you as worthy or not someone else. But Allah.mama has not found Ayla's whereabouts. He has been leaving the home since that incident. And mom hopes you stay grounded. No man escapes from sin. But God knows which one really wants to change which one is a mask."

Afan immediately hugged Saskia. Her crying broke out behind her mother's shoulder.

"I'm sorry Afan, Ma. Shame the family. Papa must've cut me off from KK. I'm ready whatever the risk. But when it comes to Ayla, let her live a new life, Ma. I don't want to disturb his life anymore."

"Mama has forgiven you, Fan. Now the key to your case is Ayla and Miss Ismi. Ms. Ismi has confessed that she put your drink in. And said Ms. Ismi the target was Fadlan. Because Ms. Ismi doesn't like Fadlan." said Ms. Saskia.

"That's Miss Ismi setting me up?"

"Mistargeted traps, Fan. If Bu Ismi wants to tell the truth to the police, your sentence may be lightened. Unfortunately, Ms. Ismi only admitted in front of the police that she had put drugs into your drink. Mom, she admits everything. Even Fadlan knew that. Only Ayla doesn't know. Son, Mama will try to ease your punishment. You did harass Ayla and maybe you already took Ayla's. But isn't that unintentional? so ..."

"Enough, Ma. Let the evidence do the talking. I give the same result" said Afan.

"Mama wants to try whatever I'm guilty of. I have to take responsibility for my actions. But if Mama finds Ayla, I'd like to apologize to her. Though he may not forgive me."

After Ms. Saskia left the washcloth. Afan was also in prison. Open some of the mother's innate.

"What did you bring that thing with you?" ask Afan's roommate.

"My mama's delivery." replied Afan flatly.

"Law.... Apparently mom's son. Mama, you didn't think? That tool is useless. Once a criminal is still a criminal. No one can be forgiven for adultery like you."

"You want to spend 100 times and still the trash of society. Accept your fate as we do."

Afan did not care about the babble of his friends. He keeps his stuff clean.

"Hi hear what we're not talking about."

"Well, Boss. Mama's son looked up. I think the boss asked him to play first."

Afan stood up. Holds his hand against the wall. His leg still hurts from the bullying effect a few days ago. Not yet had time to strapping full-foot Afan back in the field by one of his friends. The man kissed the floor. Belom had stood his neck already restrained his friend's legs.

His body was immediately pulled against the wall. The sound of Afan's pain echoed in the washcloth. No one helped him because it was far from the guards.

...*****...

Ayla just woke up. After returning home with Fadlan he chose to fall asleep. While dragging his steps towards the dispenser, put his glass on the pedestal where the beverage container was.

PRAAAANGGG!

Ayla was shocked when her glass dropped suddenly. His feelings are not funny.

"Fadlan, please go to the mats!" call Ayla.