FORCED CHEATING
294AMNESIA REALLY THIS MAH

Sobbing Bu Een in the arms of Om Jaka until Om Jaka confused kudu how. When he sat down, did he repent and realize all his mistakes so far? fortunately Bu Een immediately sighed in his embrace, he wiped himself a tear on his wrinkled cheek. His gaze did not break from Om Jaka's face.

"Thank you, Mr. Haji Barkah has come to see me" said Ms. Een.

YONG!!

It felt like Om Jaka wanted to faint at that moment. Via and Mirza were no less surprised. Om Jaka is considered Haji Barkah? the real thing is, does it look like Om Jaka is that old huh? 🤭

The two approached, "Mom" said Mirza gently touching the mother's shoulder. "This is Om Jaka, not Pak Haji Barkah."

Turning to look at Mirza, her happy twinkle dimly changed in disappointment. "Om Jaka?" repeat with doubt.

"Yes, this is Om Jaka. Jaka Sutrisna's mom's sister. Remember right?"

back at Om Jaka, his forehead was wrinkled. His face turned flat, his two concave lenses peeling every inch of the look of the little brother just wayang in front of him. "So you're not Haji Barkah?" changed ketus, Om Jaka has been stubborn lest he want to hit the tabok nih. "Where does the pilgrimage go? Why did you come here alone?" disappointed as if Om Jaka had promised him something.

"Mother," Sister Ani came forward. "It's Mas Mirza's mother and Ma'am Via's son as well," shifted Bu Een's focus.

Changing his gaze to the child and his daughter-in-law, "Via?" on Via as if unsure.

Immediately Via grabbed the back of Bu Een's hand to kiss him reverence. "Yes, Mom. It's me, Via. You remember me, right?"

Shaking his head slightly, his outstretched hand rubbed Via's hair. "Beautiful" he said with a faint smile.

Via was moved, as long as being a son-in-law, Bu Een had never stroked him, let alone praised him.

“Via is mother's daughter-in-law, wife Mirza,” Mirza told Bu Een.

Nodding, his smile had not yet escaped Via's face. “Mother tau.”

“Mother know?” repeat Mirza enthusiast. “Mother remember?”

Nodding again, “who helped mom crash time right?”

Via and Mirza look at each other for a moment, “ I –ya”

“Thank you yes,” trim Mirza's rather doubtful greeting. “you are indeed a very good daughter-in-law, lucky mother has your kayak ghost,” is nudging Via still with her smile.

Very clear expression of confusion from Via. She had seen Om Jaka and her husband, but Om Jaka just shrugged his shoulders not knowing anything. Sister Ani immediately invited Bu Een and Via to sit down. “Chat while sitting yes, let be more comfortable.”

“Suster, may I have lunch so that my daughter-in-law can bribe?”

“Of course, Bu.”

“Then bring it here ya.”

Looking at his watch skilas, “still another hour, Mom. maybe –“

“But I want to eat now,” sneak dislikes. “Masa has to wait another hour, how the hell? I'm hungry, Sus!” fuss with judes mode.

“Emak you original tuh, really sure I am!” Whisper Om Jaka to Mirza.

“Yes my mom!” talk to Om Jaka. “Eh, I mean it's my mom, Om!”

“Gue hesitated earlier, so the talk can be very soft as a new flour sifted! Well if you've already said that, I'm sure she's your real mother. Huge cans!”

“Bu,” said Via trying to calm her mother-in-law. “Maybe the food is not ready, so what if you eat something else first?”

“But mom is laper!”

“I brought the cake earlier,” asked for the bag Mirza was carrying. “Well, this try mommy,” take out the contents of the inn.” There is glutinous layer cake, banana sponge, bread pudding, same –“

“Mother wants fruit.”

“Oh, fruit? Can.” Asking Mirza to get the other bag.

“What fruit do you want?” Mirza showed me the fruits she was carrying. “There are oranges, grapes, apples, the same melons also exist. Mirza peeling first yes Bu.”

Silently, it seemed to be remembering something. “Mom don't know what kind of fruit you like.”

“Mother likes melon fruit,” says Mirza. “Kan yesterday same doctor Revelation mother drinking melon juice? Aren't you, Sus?” asked Sister Ani who was standing next to her mother.

“Iya, right. Bu Endang really likes melon fruit, at that time mom drank the melon juice until it runs out.” Bright Sister Ani.

“But now it's not a mouthful anymore,” looks disappointed. “Mom don't want any fruit.”

The three looked at each other, Sister Ani tried to make sure that eating fruit is healthy, especially before eating. But Ms. Een did not respond at all, her expression was flat. Mirza and Via were troubled.

“Oh, I know!” cetus Om Jaka. “Gue tau Mbakyu's favorite fruit.”

Everyone looked at Om Jaka, including Bu Een.

“Mbakyu remember? Mbakyu really likes to eat star fruit wuluh!” obviously Om Jaka with a smile.

“Om!” Via and Mirza.

“Leave wuluh?” reposting with his lips as if unsure. “What fruit is it?” looking at Om Jaka.

“Mbakyu don't remember?”

Shakes slowly.

“That's the seger fruit. The tree is next to my room. Mbakyu really likes to eat the fruit.I am only to be imarahin time to take for Denaya who again craves. Inget no?”

Immediately pull the Omnya a bit away, “Om what the hell? Ngaco time!”

“Ye, it's part of memory therapy for your mom!” sahut Om Jaka's. “Lu don't see mom elu plonga plongo rich kebo dongo so!”

“Om!” Mirza did not accept her mother in arbitrary words.

“La is it, right? His memory also hurts, so I have to get treated. Try to ask the doctor abis this.” Om Jaka sok sure.

Looking at his mother who was being persuaded by sisters Ani and Via.

“Elu did not see, I thought Haji Barkah! That's proof that your mom is sick. Severe really dah, already mentally ill, brain follow pain also.”

In Mirza's heart also confirmed Om Jaka's speech. He needs to talk to the doctor again.

“Pak, I'll take a moment to see the preparation for lunch for Bu Endang.” Sister Revelation approached Om Jaka and Mirza.

“Eh, briefly Sus.”

“Gue is still curious why was the new pace dateng Mbakyu thought I Haji Barkah yes? though my in-laws used to come here, right?”

Sister Ani smiled, “oh yes, I want to tell you this, yesterday Pak Haji Barkah came to visit Bu Endang.”

“I'm actually here? How can you not say?” Om Jaka surprise.

“Yes, just a minute, sir. You are in the rush of lunch break,” explained sister Ani. “But it seems like Bu Endang is very happy with Pak Haji's visit. Even until the night Bu Endang asked me when Pak Haji would come again.”

“Hem, your mother's behavior! I had a crush on my in-laws, right?”

Mirza glared annoyed, he became not good if the nurse Ani sampe know his mother likes the same caper Pak Haji Barkah.

“Oh, pantesan aja just now Via talking mom is it? maybe Mr. Haji who suffered yesterday.”

“By what?”

“So mom said Via the nolongin mom accident time.”

“Iya, Mas. Mr. Haji Barkah gives positive suggestions, past stories related to close family. And it's very good to help her memory recovery.” Sister Ani's.

“Tuh right, my in-laws are the top and the people. He knows what is said is good, so your mother is so soft right?”

“Yes, so don't tell me about starfruit wuluh! Ntar mom so like to be angry again, want?”

“Yes I also want to help make your mother's memory recovery!”

“But don't be an emotional story too Om.”

“But of course he is emotional, you know he can even make laugh. Can hope his brain can be saggy even if brought laughing, right Sus?”

“Sotoy, Om Jaka!”

“You don't believe me?”

Sister Ani just grinned watching the small debate between Om and the nephew, then continued her goal of pairing the lunch preparations, while Bu Een seemed to be eating oranges accompanied by Via.

“Gue tagged!” tailed immediately.

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By lunchtime the shop is always crowded with visitors. Some waiters look back and forth to the customer's desk, Danar nge-set his mini stage like his daily routine. At lunchtime there will usually be a live performance from the friends of the buskers who are deliberately invited to sing to accompany the lunch of the visitors.

In the outdoor area some tables already look full even though this is not an actual work break. The area is a favorite choice of visitors, because in addition to the wider place, the atmosphere is also comfortable because of the many flower plants and trees. While the indoor area is more private, usually for those who want a more intimate atmosphere. Finished with his task, Danar got down and saw Chelsi come in carrying two bags full of groceries.

“Where are you from?” He asked as Chelsi walked past him.

“Shopping.”

“Kok not tell other employees anyway?” following walking to the back.

“How can I, right if this hour is on busy?”

“Kalo so use online, which is smart dong!”

Put the groceries, “What? smart?” turned to look at Danar annoyed.

“Yes, you are complicated! Not practical, there is an easy way that is difficult.”

“Please yes Mr boss, if you do not help do not nag!” Reply Chelsi. “I'm shopping for organic ingredients, all the ingredients are almost in abis fear is not enough for this lunch menu. Isn't it funny if there are many pesenan but the material does not exist?”

“It is precisely because there are many pesenan, so you do not have to go-go. Look, at your desk!” pointing to the pantry of the room next to it, “where already entered several orders, but pending because no one fussed. You should have asked people to shop, so you can work orders that have entered which can be done first according to the materials that still exist. Understand?”

“Okay, starting tomorrow I tell Mr. Danar honorable boss to shop!” pissed Chelsi.

“Nak!"

“Yes it's just the Boss who has no job? Others are busy!”

“Nak, I am the busiest. I have to make sure everything's in order. You don't have to be careful, do you?”

“Ekhem, excuse –“ Ari through carrying an empty tray. “Ad can first dong?” grin wide. “What do you want to drink? Let the storm get more excited, hehe ..”

“No need to suck ya!” spray Chelsi stomp his feet and then into the pantry with the face bent.

Danar also seemed to hold back upset, only this time there are employees that are difficult to manage. Work not long ago, but at will alone, mengedumel in the heart.

“The voice was astonished until the front desk, Mas.” Said Ari later.

“Whose voice?”

“His voice is Mas Danar!"

Danar was surprised, when yes conscience can be shocked ampe everywhere?

"Yes the noise, what the hell? Don't you use a mic just a storm on stage there?” ledek Ari's.

“You don't understand, Ri! He works as if there are no rules, given input even not considered. Surprised by people, make it all!”

“Ciyee ..., what sprain is sprained?” mecolek arm Danar. “Ati-ati you know Mas, from kesel ntar so .. ekhem!” smiles are unclear.

“What the hell do you mean?”

“Hate to be in love, kayak title –“

“I don't hate it, but spes! Sebel!” errata Danar. “Lagian –“ did not continue his sentence because he saw Chelsi out. “Where else are you going?” ask Chelsi with a jutek tone. “You're leaving again? Or do you want to make a storm?”

“Who wants to make a fuss anyway? No need to go GR!” reach for the shopping bag that was placed just any then immediately enter again.

“That's right, exactly kayaking on that FTV-FTV, Mas. Initially fight mulu, uh long-time in love, hahaha ..”

“By the way again, I fire you right now!” spray Danar immediately passed with an irritated face.

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Waiting for some time after the dzuhur prayer, the doctor of Revelation finally returned to his room. Om Jaka and Mirza are coming in. Doctor Revelations understood what they said and said that Ms. Een did have dissociative amnesia.

“I'm sorry I haven't had time to explain yes,” doctor Revelation apologizes.

“I also don't know if my mother has amnesia, Doc.” Mirza. “So early in the morning my wife and I were too excited to hear the news of the development of a very good mother.”

“So what dissociative amnesia is, Doc?” kajar Om Jaka was curious about the exposure of doctor Wayu at the beginning.

Doctor Revelation sighed for a moment before starting her description. “So, this dissociative amnesia is one part of a condition called dissociative disorder or can also be called a mental illness that involves disturbances in memory, consciousness, identity, and perception.”

“that's different from amnesia-amnesia in general huh, Doc?” sela Om Jaka's.

“Yes. This type of amnesia is different from the usual case of forgetfulness. Dissociative amnesia is not the same as general types of amnesia, which involve the loss of information from memory, as a result of illness or injury to the brain. Dissociative amnesia occurs when a person blocks certain information. It is usually an event associated with psychological trauma or stress. This makes him unable to remember the information points that are actually important.”

Mirza listened carefully, as soon as Om Jaka started scratching his head. Whether because of ketombean gatel or because kayak quayeng is usually a scientific explanation.

“In dissociative amnesia, the actual memory is still there, but it is stored very deeply in the mind and cannot be remembered. Even so, the memory can reappear by itself or after being triggered by something around.” Doctor of Revelation.

“Welcome with us help mom remind about the events that have been experienced, so Doc?” ask Mirza.

“Betul, it is also very helpful. As sister Ani said, yesterday Bu Endang got a visit from Pak Haji who told me some positive events in his life span, it was useful.”

“That's my father-in-law, Doc.” Sambar Om Jaka's. “Eh, my father-in-law,” error because it is not polite ama doceter use me all.

“Yes, this also includes part of social therapy. And it is the close family who must help him because they know more about what events Bu Endang.” has experienced

“Emak elu kudu diingetin the baek-baeknya aja, so do not turn into Mak Lampir again,” whispered Om Jaka who lagsung answered with Mirza's elbow. “Uhuk!” Om Jaka until he coughed his chest followed by Mirza.

“If the situation has started to stabilize, my mother can do Dok, take care of jallan only?” said Mirza because he thinks the recovery process will be better if treated at home.

“Of course, but we must see the results of follow-up observations first yes. if the psychic condition is stable only memory recovery then Bu Endang can undergo outpatient course. But what is feared, his psychic condition can again experience pressure if we have not continued observation.”

“Tool tuh, than your mother ntar ngamuk-ngamuk at home did not even bother?” timpal Om Jaka.

“I hope Mas Mirza a little more patient waiting for the results yes,” pinta doctor Wahyu hope understanding Mirza. “Because this dissociative amnesia is related to psychological trauma or severe stress, which is the result of a traumatic event such as that experienced by Bu Endang. So it is feared that if brought home too rushed, the recovery period will not be maximal.”

Nodding, “baik, I menegrti, Dok.”

After enough, Mirza and Om Jaka left the room. They walked back to the park.

“Panetasan aja yes mother you like that confusion? Tell him to pick a fruit he doesn't know what fruit he wants? Ck, your mother's fate! ” Om Jaka bobble head.

“Iya kayak who has been said to be the same doctor Wahyu, Om. The main symptom of dissociative amnesia is a sudden inability to recall past events or personal information. The sufferer will usually look confused and experience depression or anxiety.” Mirza repeated the explanation of the doctor Revelation.

“But, in my opinion. Like mengeningan mother you amnesia just do not need to heal, Za.”

Reflek Mirza braked her steps, “kok is it?”

“Yes because he could be baek bener if amnesia gini. You see, the same I am with Via he can be soft so like–“

“That means Om Jaka doain mom is not healing!” annoyed Mirza then walked quickly ahead of Omnya.

“E is not like that, Za.” OM Jaka chase. “Lu pan know the same nature of your mother's original character like what? If he's normal, isn't he mocked my face? Does he hate me?” keep talking while taking Mirza's steps. “Otherwise bini you! Well, the promise will be grabbed by her hair if your mother is sane mah!”

MIrza was reluctant to respond, he increasingly accelerated his steps to make Om Jaka stop because of the fatigue.

“Yes that boy can't believe you!” gerutu Om Jaka's. “Ntar you see if your mother is sane, will nyesel you!”

Reference:

Psychology Today's. Accessed in 2020. Dissociative Amnesia.

Webpt. Accessed in 2020. Mental Health and Dissociative Amnesia.

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