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41. Odgj Therapy

"Come, Wil. Don't be fooled." Randi was impatient.

"OK, okay. Plan-me gini. We read first from google, about how to cure the mentally ill. My version, we still need proper medical help. So in preparation, we also look for all medical addresses that can be contacted." I'm trying to explain.

"Yes, right. For that I understand. But what I'm asking, why find a medical address in Cirebon all. Do you want us to take Mr Nana to Cirebon?" I know what Randi's question means. He wanted me to explain the details of my plan.

"The plan to treat Mr. Nana in Cirebon is uncertain. I have to consult with your mother. This is just in case. When the decision is later brought to Cirebon, we already have a medical address that can be addressed." Randi focused. Opik.

"O is. Okay. Try reading this." I read the writing on HP that Randi proffered.

'One of the things that we can do to help restore the condition of the mentally ill is that we try to treat the person appropriately, just like normal people. Do not isolate the person. Then don't go into his hallucinations.' Me and Randi are trying to understand. Thank God we have been trying to deal with Mr. Nana properly. We try not to be afraid, not to think that Mr. Nana is strange. Except Opik. Opik is still a bit afraid when it is close to Mr. Nana. Then for the phrase 'don't go into his hallucinations' we just knew it. Yesterday we even followed the box plane, like Mr. Nana playing a box plane. Though according to medical advice from the internet, it should not be so. In the future we have to fix that one thing.

"Keep it, Wil. Here it is written that patients still have to be taken to a hospital or clinic ODGJ (People With Mental Disorders) first."

"Surely, Ran. Mr. Nana later may have to take medicines given by a doctor. In addition to other therapies."

"Keep, who dong wants to drive back and forth to the hospital? Not to mention having to discipline drugs and others."

"That's why I had an idea, Mr. Nana was taken to Cirebon. If we're in Cirebon, we can serve." Randi. Opik.

"If so, we should call mom first. Let me just call mom." Randi instantly took his HP. I heard Randi had a dialogue with Nita's mother. Randi explained the details of Mr. Nana's condition and our hope for Mr. Nana's recovery.

"So how, Mom?" I heard Randi was still discussing with his mother. I don't know what decision Nita will make.

"Here you go, Wil."

"What has it been?"

"That's. Same discussion with my mother."

"Continue?"

"Mother's word is okay. Mr. Nana take it to Cirebon. Later the mother who is looking for a hospital or clinic ODGJnya." I'm grateful. Nita's mother and Mr. David allowed Mr. Nana to be taken to Cirebon. At the very least, therapy for Mr. Nana can be carried out immediately in the near future.

***

At night, we can relax a little. Because the preparation for tomorrow can already be said to be in order.

" Watch tv, Brother." Opik invites watching tv. We according. Opik invites watching cartoons. It's so fun to watch. His eyes focused on the tv screen. While me and Randi occasionally see HP.

"Assalamu'alaikum children. Don't forget the next three days you go to school. The holidays are over. Don't extend the holidays." Chat announcement from our walikelas mother. I was reminded that the day after tomorrow I had to go back to Cirebon. Let's hope the affairs of order for the children of the sun in this house will be settled tomorrow, there are no obstacles whatsoever.

"Hi, Wil. Assalamu'alaikum." Chat from Kak Agung.

"Wa'alaikum Salam, Brother."

"Preparation for tomorrow Insyaa Allah is in order, we depart from Bandung at tenth."

"okay, Sis. We're here God willing, too, ready." I'm ascertaining.

***

The cartoon movie I watched was finished. Opik continued to watch family drama movies. The film tells the struggle of a child who was born from a poor family, but has high ideals, wants to become a doctor. Opik was very amazed at the character of Amir in this film. He was so serious about listening step by step Amir to realize his ideals.

"could. I can." Randi's tone of voice was so steady, burning the spirit of Opik.

"Opik wants to study diligently like Amir." The spirit of Opik is so passionate. We are happy Opik has a very great ambition.

Without feeling, the night was getting late, our eyes were already sleepy. Mr. Samsudin and Mak seem to have rested. We were ready to go to sleep. I turned off the TV, Opik went to the room first.

***

A bright morning. Me, Randi and Opik are ready in the yard. We want to jog for a while. But only in the yard.

"Sister, Opik wants to sit in the saung first." Opik walked towards the saung.

"Don't sit for a long time, we'll exercise again." Randi yelled, reminding Opik.

"Okay, Brother." Shouted Opik from the direction of the saung.

"Wil, There's a Father." Randi pointed towards the gate.

There's Mr. Nana behind the gate that's still closed. The gate is not locked, it is closed. After the morning prayers, Mr. Samsudin and Mang Jana came out.

"Come, Sir. Please come in." I opened the gate for Mr. Nana. Mr. Nana came in, without saying anything. Mr. Nana immediately turned towards the saung. Opik who was sitting in a saung, spontaneously stood up. As usual, Opik's face was a little tense. I gave Opik a code to sit back. Opik according.

"Ran, we continue to exercise again. Remember, we should try to treat Mr. Nana as a normal person." Randi understands.we continue the sport. Small runs back and forth between the gate, saung, gate, porch of the house.

"Come, Opik. Come on a little run." I blinked at Opik.

"Yes, Brother. Ready." Opik came running around a little. Kulirik Mr. Nana, you already hold the plane box.

"Come, Sir. Come to sports." I screamed a little at Mr. Nana. Continuing the small run. Mr. Nana looked at me, but was still sitting in the saung.

"Come, Sir. Here. Run with Opik." Opik waved to Mr. Nana. Opik deliberately stopped his run first, right next to the saung.

"Come, Sir. One two one two." Opik ran in place. Mr. Nana began to stand up, approaching Opik. Opik came back running small. Mr. Nana followed Opik. Small running. But his hand held the plane box. Mr. Nana's mouth began to make a sound, accompanying the movement of his hand meandering playing the plane box.

"Come, Sir. One two one two."Opik sounds louder. I know what Opik means. He wanted to break Mr. Nana's concentration, so as not to focus on his box plane. Opik has not succeeded, Mr. Nana's mouth still makes a sound accompanying the movement of his plane.

"One two one two." Randi imitates Opik's voice. Randi's hand was moved. twisted forward, turning backward.

"One two one two, one two one two." I'm the same, imitating Opik's voice. My hand also moves like Randi's hand. We were all compact, doing the same movements with the same count, one two one two. Mr. Nana started to stop. Mouths silent. The father then followed us running around, with his hands in motion, similar to the movements we described. The boxed plane was still in Mr. Nana's hands, but Mr. Nana's hands continued to move, turning forward, turning backward.

"Come, Sir. One two one two." Opik was so excited.

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