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Psychosomatic

After an argument with Maxy that morning, Clara was unsettled. For some reason she felt her head feel like it was being stabbed, she felt extreme pain that made her breath feel tight, Clara felt pain in the chest, her body shook violently and her palms were sweating. He had never felt like this before.

His lips turned white and cold sweat started to circle his body. Clara was already unable to hold herself back, her body increasingly felt weak and helpless. The voices were still clearly ringing in his ears as Maxy clasped her hands and pitched high as she answered his question, making her gaze black and increasingly blurred. His entire body became cold and stiff.

"Clara, Clara .. Get up." Someone's voice sounded faintly calling the girl's name.

But he could not open his eyes yet. He was still asleep in his long sleep. The man rubbed his fingers cold as if the woman's body was frozen.

A doctor had entered the ICU room, the man gave room for the doctor to check the condition of the girl who was still asleep on the bankar, the doctor put a stethoscope in her ear, and the doctor put a stethoscope in her ear, then check the woman's heart rate and pulse. The girl was still breathing only that she was still too weak and could not move her body.

"How's the doctor doing, is he okay?" The man asked the doctor with a worried face.

"Mr Max, Miss Clara is fine, she's just psychosomatic." The doctor was obviously with him.

"Psychosomatic? Is that a doctor?" The man scrunched his forehead not understanding the meaning of the doctor's words.

"Psychosomatics are psychic disorders such as excessive anxiety and stress, because usually the main factor of the disease is the mind." The doctor was obviously with him.

After explaining about the pain Clara suffered, the doctor left the ICU room. The nurse at the place immediately attached the infusion to Clara's arm so that the girl's body did not limp.

The deg!!!

Maxy's heart pinched hearing the doctor's explanation. She recalled what caused her lover to become so stressed that she was unconscious.  After a long period of hard thinking he finally remembered his quarrel with Clara this morning. She felt guilty for making Clara depressed and sick.

He rubbed his hair rough, he was really sorry, this incident should not have happened but how else? Clara could do nothing.

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry honey. I'm so jealous of seeing you with that guy that I hurt you like this." The man's voice sounded hoarse.

After a long wait, Clara finally opened her eyes slowly, she looked at the ceiling of the room she was in.

"Where is this?" Clara asked looking around.

"Honey are you awake?" Maxy approached Clara, gently stroking the girl's head.

"You, what's going on? How am I supposed to be here?"

"So after I left your room, you passed out and your secretary called me. Then I went to your office and took you to the hospital."

"Ah.." the woman grimaced.because of the infusion needle attached to her hand.

He could not remember everything clearly. His body felt very tired despite still trying to sit down. Maxy, who saw the girl's movements, immediately tidied up the pillow and made the pillow as a pedestal on the girl's back.

"You just rest. The doctor said you can't move much." Obviously the man laid down the tiny body. He could not bear to see his lover as helpless as he was today.

Clara just kept quiet and obeyed whatever the man told her. Clara broke down her body that still felt crumpled as if her bones were smashed to pieces.

***

Reynolds and his team have just returned to Australia.

"Victory, I'm the same Evan first, like the driver I've picked up." Said Reynold while giving a code with his lips towards the mobip that had been in front of him.

"Oh yes. yes. I also want to take the car on the parking lot and drive Ayesha home."

"Ayesha come quickly, I'll take you home."

"Yes come on." Tukas Ayesha followed the man.

In the middle of the trip, Victory opened the conversation.

"Ayesha, when would you like me to know my family?"

Ayesha smiled broadly at Victory's question.

"of course. I'd be very happy if you'd introduce me to your parents." Ayesha replied while holding the edge of her shirt covering her nervousness.

Victory who noticed him smiling and slowly grasping Ayesha's hand then rubbed the back of the woman's hand with one hand and the other hand she still held the steering wheel of the car.

"But you can't be nervous like this huh." Goda Victory to him.

"A. I'm not nervous. I just feel happy." The woman could not hide her happiness. How does he not feel happy, if the person he admired and dreamed so much to be his life companion was intending to introduce him to his parents.

Which woman does not feel happy to get such treatment?

"really? If you're not nervous, why are your hands so cold?" Smash the guy at him. His gaze was very serious. The netra of the eye implies affection for his lover.

"Had Victory don't tease me like that. I'm so embarrassed that you keep looking at me like that."

Ayesha really so salab attitude made Victory. Nervous, happy and trrharu all become one in his brain. His mind was unable to think clearly because it was too happy.

Shortly on their way they are now in their respective apartments to release fatigue.

***

"Mas, I've noticed that these few days you're going home late. What are you busy with?" Marinka asked her husband while cleaning her face with a facial cleanser and facing her face to the mirror. She looked at her husband's face from the mirror.

"Ahm, that's actually a lot of office work." Answer thus.

Adi did not want to tell first what happened in the company.  It wasn't about lying to Marinka, it was just that she didn't want her wife to come to mind. He thinks he can handle everything on his own.

"Justify me? You're not lying to me anymore?" Marinka asked as she turned her body towards Adi.

"Yes dear. I'm not lying, why am I lying to you?"

"Yes, I believe in you, but really, do you have no relationship with other women?" The woman looked at him with a little suspicion.

The man approached her and rubbed the back of her hand.

"Believe in me. I won't turn away let alone betray you. We've been married for eighteen years, there's no reason for me to do that stupid thing."

"Yes, I believe in you." The woman placed her hand on the shoulder of her husband, who was sitting parallel to her. She hugged her husband, not wanting to suspect him anymore.

The man returned his embrace and softened the woman's head so that she would feel calmer.