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148. Close your Eyes

Since that incident I have locked myself in my house because my feelings have become more chaotic, not only trauma but also excessive shock as if those there are playing me periodically, he said, I feel angry and can't stand their game, which is good and which is evil as gray, which is, it's been a week I just at home and office work everything I told Tiar and Ilmi to arrange and Roy who part accept, all of them, I don't want to communicate with anyone and I'm asking Ana for help for a while I just want to be alone with myself, my own figure, me as Aca, I'm, not me as someone else or me as part of those astral beings.

I just talk to you, even Toby I don't want to talk to him, since the last time he was busy with his female colleagues, I don't think I care about my love problems, all I care about is that half of me is gone, like the other half is comfortably occupied and I don't know who I'm comfortable with, whether Amini or I don't know because I can't think. Sometimes when I close my eyes for some reason I imagine as if I live in the past and as if I do not exist today, often I live in a world that I imagine randomly, he said, I was often imaginary and normal for a designer to imagine making a story project or even whatever it is, but instead I was annoyed and as if I was not me.

You told me to go to a psychologist because I'm worried about my mentality or I'm down, but I just don't want to talk to anyone and do anything, I just woke up this week, cooking is rare and more often the father who cooks or buys, the father really understands his son who is not a teenager anymore like a stable brother, but I was not like that. I also don't want to know about office life and office children, I did block myself with the outside world, she said, I just love being alone and being alone is sobering that all I'm afraid of is myself with my random imagination and sometimes beyond my usual imagination. I was so afraid to close my eyes before going to sleep, it felt so stifling and scared so scary I don't know how I can describe it with words. I also forbid anyone to visit me, anyone I find in my house will be directly hostile. I just listen to songs that I haven't played in a long time and watch comedy movies that can make me forget the emptiness I feel. Everyday day daydream even I did not open my HP at all, just open a laptop just to watch or play.

Then suddenly you came home with your friend, it turned out that his friend was a psychologist and you wanted me to talk to him, I was angry and I did not want to but my father forced me to obey him so that my father became calm finally I agreed, he was a woman and asked my father to talk in my room only.

“Halo Aca, my name is Damayanti, maybe I can listen to complaints and pain in the chest, not because of anything.

“Yes, thank you, but this is related to the supernatural, I will not understand and will not understand because it cannot be proven and surely I am considered crazy!” my answer immediately confirmed.

“Yes, make no mistake, I became a psychiatrist of course there is a reason, when I was a child I had many invisible friends, of course I can understand you.” he replied casually.

“Serious doc? I should call doctor or mom?” my many.

“It was free, yes seriously, I used to have no friends and play by myself until I had some friends and was considered crazy.” he replied while confirming his slightly degenerate bun, this middle-aged woman does look motherly and the same age as the father.

“Sorry doc, doctor friend dad?” manya curious.

“Iya, your grandfather happens to be my father's best friend, so we know because we often visit and friendship events in the past,” he replied shady.

“Oh yes, I remember it seems like the doctor had appeared when grandfather died, it used to be like when I was a child to see a doctor's photo and said the father was a distant brother.” replied I started to calm down and did not close myself again.

“Iya I visit, you are from the mulu doctors, call me aunty Dama aja.” he replied with a smile.

“Away dong, aunt until taking the train here because asked your father to come,” he replied.

“You are aunty, sorry also a little rough at the beginning,” I replied.

“Gak papa really, so it's good you want a story while lying down? Let it be convenient.” the answer suggests.

“Boleh, I'm laying ya tan? Aunt is not hypnotic or anything, right?” my many.

“No, aunt just want to make you comfortable and we can communicate for the next even though online, aunt must know the problem first and can prescribe medicine so that you can calm down and not difficult to sleep, he said your heart is always pounding and having trouble sleeping, right?” ask aunt.

“More precisely fear of closing your eyes and always strange ngayal, so somehow so awake and better awake.” answered me.

“The color is father so buyin you paint the wall so there are activities yakan?” ask aunt Dama.

“Hahaha.. yes again, the father is stressed because his son is not clear, so the father bought paint and was told to fire the house, the result is aunty see in the living room which was originally white now blue, blue color, and so on,” I replied while laughing shyly.

“Tante knows, and after that do you feel relieved?” ask aunt Dama.

“Lega anyway, it became a cake of fatigue and can sleep, so since then there have been aja that kerjain.” I replied while remembering.

After that somehow Aunt Dama told me to close my eyes and tell me everything that I wanted to tell, if there is no need to know aunt Dama then he did not force, he did not force, and subconsciously I was drifting with my stories while lying down and it felt very comfortable, very comfortable and somehow I fell into a deep sleep.