My Bride, Amazing
Chapters 178. Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Khansa's chest was pounding fast, he ventured to extend his hand, touching one of Leon's shoulders which seemed to tighten slowly.

But unexpectedly, Leon brushed off Khansa's skinny arm violently. A pair of the man's eagle beads blocked the red. Khansa gasped, her breath choked and her beautiful beads began to be coated in a clear liquid that was ready to plunge down her cheeks.

"Leon, what's wrong with you?" ask Khansa.

Leon immediately turned his face away, completely unwilling to stare at him. His breathing rang rough, his hands still clenched tightly until his veins were clearly visible.

"Kids? The kid? The kid?" leon said repeatedly. His voice sounded vibrating too.

His eyes closed tightly. Far away he had prepared himself for this. But it actually failed. Imagining having a child, digging into his dark memories when he was a child. Fear covered his entire body. He was very afraid that his son would experience the same thing with him.

The man felt a tightness in his chest. He had trouble breathing. His fist smacked his chest, hoping to fade the tightness.

Then switch to closing the ears tightly. Shouts after shouts of his father in the past, as if back rang out, punch after punch was again felt in his body. A thread of sweat began to drench his forehead.

"No, dad. Nay! Don't hit me." The sentence repeatedly came out of Leon's throat.

His body slumped to the floor, both of his hands raised grabbing his own hair very strongly. He almost screamed but his voice was still.

It hurts, Leon is really in pain all over his body. An incredible pain now hit his head. His body bent down to prostrate on the floor. Refrained from vaping it and hurt Khansa.

"Go! Go!" leon held on to his position.

Khansa started crying, she knelt next to Leon. Hesitating, his hand touched Leon's trembling shoulders. The man's breathing was still stingy and irregular.

"Wake, sweetheart. Please, you're not alone." Khansa spread her head on Leon's back, giving a gentle touch and swab there. His tears are flowing more and more. Giving strength to her husband.

"Leon, remember us who love you. You can do it!" he continued again in the middle of his sobbing.

The shirt Leon wore began to get wet from sweat plus the tears of Khansa. Leon stiffened even more, he also shed tears. The longer he could not hold back the anger in his heart. It was like a bomb ready to explode. Khansa's voice was defeated by the father's scream that kept ringing in his ears and was recorded in his brain.

"Aargh! Get out of here!" his screams straightened up the body until Khansa almost fell. His hands were quick to support behind his body so that he could not fall.

Khansa just remembered, he grabbed a needle neatly tucked in a box attached to his shirt. His hands trembled until he had trouble picking up the thing. Leon looked at him sharply. His pace was long and getting closer to Khansa.

The look on his face turned sinister, his maternal instincts appearing. Both of his arms were swiftly coiled on his flat stomach. He retreated as Leon nearly reached his body before he could reach for his silver needle.

"No Leon, don't do anything. Be aware," wirih Khansa tightly closed her stomach while walking backwards.

"Go from here!" peeking Leon right in front of Khansa's face pushed her shoulders violently.

The woman immediately turned around and ran out of the room. Khansa closed the door and leaned on the square object. He cried so much, the sound of Leon's screams was clearly heard with the sounds of broken glass.

Sorry for not being able to do anything. If he were alone, Khansa would have survived even if Leon would have hurt him. But now he's not alone. There was a small creature that he had to take care of and protect. A creature that is still fragile, grows in its womb.

"Mrs, what's going on?" uncle Indra asked running over when he heard Leon's scream. Unexpectedly, the butler found Khansa sitting on the floor hugging her knees. He was crying, hiding his face.

"Khansa, what's wrong, honey? You why? Did Leon hurt you?" asked the granny over and over stepping quickly towards him.

Khansa raised her head. Sebastian's grandmother immediately knelt down and hugged her beloved granddaughter. He was surprised to see Khansa crying to such a degree.

"Oh my God, what did Leon do to you, Sa?" asked the worried grandmother to hug the woman. "Indra! Quickly check on Leon!" he shouted at the butler.

"No! Don't go in Uncle!" tukas Khansa quickly prevented it. Uncle Indra's movement stopped instantly. His proposal turned to his young mistress. Then Khansa turned to her grandmother, "Sir, was Mr Suryo who had treated Leon a psychiatrist?" ask the old woman.

Sebastian's grandmother frowned confused at Khansa's question, "No, Sa ...."

"Then, please find the best psychiatrist, Uncle," Khansa said, which sounded like an order.

Uncle Indra also turned to the big madam, hearing the next order. Grandma looked surprised, all this time she never knew what Leon had experienced.

"Sir, Leon needs him" called Khansa staring in full supplication.

"I .. Yes, Indra. Find the best Psychiatrist in town!" grandma's orders were immediately obeyed by Uncle Indra.

'Don't stress, Sasa. There is he that you must take care of, you must be strong for the sake of both of them, ' he murmured inwardly wrapping his arms around his stomach.

Some want grandma to ask, but seeing the condition of Khansa that looks not good, he also chose to undo it and will ask at the right time. For fear that it would worsen the condition of Khansa who at that time continued to cry, lay his head on the shoulders of the grandmother.

In the room still heard his boisterous Leon throwing things occasionally heard Leon's cry. Khansa was very worried about her situation. He was afraid that Leon would hurt himself.

Thirty minutes later, a male doctor walked in and was escorted by a waiter. Uncle Indra immediately drove him to the room without waiting any longer. The doctor asked for alone time with Leon, the door was closed again.

The spacious room was no longer appropriate to be called a room, all the pillows until the bedcover scattered on the floor. All the things on the dressing table, nightstand, even until the sleeping lights are destroyed.

Leon's back was flowing with fresh blood, after hitting the mirror with his fist. He huddled on the floor, the doctor walked very slowly and carefully. Then sat down next to Leon who was hiding his face. His breath is still running. Both hands pressed their heads.

"Sir Leon" said the doctor touching Leon's shoulder. There was no response from the man. "Include me, I'm Doctor Yuda who will help you deal with your current problems."

The doctor introduced himself, then lured Leon to tell him what he was feeling right now. With suggestions and patience despite having to wait a very long time, Leon also told me everything he felt at this time.

The doctor immediately noted all the symptoms and complaints of his new patient. He also did some psychological tests. Two hours later the two men were communicating with each other, Leon continued to stare straight ahead. Removing her burdens and fears in her subconscious.

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When the door of the room opened after three hours, Khansa and Grandma immediately moved slowly. Two women from different generations asked through the look of their eyes.

"Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder or PTSD can be called. A psychiatric disorder characterized by a failure to recover after experiencing or witnessing a terrible event. That's what Mr. Leon is going through right now, Madam," explained Doctor Yuda.

Khansa nodded weakly, she had expected it from the start. While grandma Sebastian looked very shocked to hear it.

"terrible events? What is it, Doc?" his screeches.

"The patient had experienced an event that made him severe stress, so he became traumatized. And it will recur when there is a trigger. If not treated properly, the situation could be worse than this" the doctor explained.

"Can it be healed? Do your best to heal my granddaughter doctor. Ah oh my God! What exactly happened to you, Leon?"

Khansa lowered her head, her hands gently rubbing her queen's stomach. 'Help the strong, son. We can definitely make dad heal, ' he murmured in his heart occasionally wiping away his tears.

"It cannot be said to be completely healed. But I will try to handle it. The patient must undergo therapy for at least two years or even his entire life. Here's the prescription, I just gave you a sedative. Let him rest after the exhaustion of the trauma earlier," said the doctor held out a piece of paper with a prescription.

"Thank you, Doctor. Can you schedule a visit here for the therapy?" Khansa asked softly.

"Yes, Madam. I will send the schedule through Mr. Indra, I'm sorry first," said Doctor Yuda shook the house owner's hand one by one.

Uncle Indra drove him to the front. Khansa walks into the room slowly, while Grandma looks for a maid to clean Leon's room.

From the entrance, Khansa could see the sleeping Leon curled up like a baby. He stepped slowly. His heart was sliced when he saw her in pain like that.

Khansa walked while picking up the pillows scattered, he confirmed Leon's position to be comfortable. Then raise the blanket to his chest.

The woman sat herself on the edge of the bed. Stroked the top of Leon's head affectionately, then kissed his old forehead. "You can get through it, honey. I'm sure you're a great guy. You're a great husband, you'll be a great father to our son too" he murmured slowly withstanding the cries of not breaking back, but in vain. It sounds heartbreaking.

Khansa ducked down, hugged Leon's head, closed her eyes until tears welled up her cheeks.

Grandma who had wanted to enter to see Leon's condition, undo his intentions. Give time to both of them. The old woman closed the door again.

"Wait on! Will he be a great father? Leon's gonna be a dad?" granny murmured when she realized the last sentence spoken from Khansa's lips.

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😢 Stay strong yes Ma'am Sa, 🥺 You can definitely...

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