My Sweet Leaning Husband
Traumatizing

“Log in!”

Cheryl lets in when the door to her study is knocked. The door opened and her secretary came in carrying a pile of files in her arms.

“Bu, this is the file you have to sign,” Mely said as she placed a stack of files on the table.

“OK, thank you,” Cheryl said.

“Oh yes, I would like to remind if at two o'clock you have to meet clients at Star Hotel to discuss model issues we will send to them,” said secretary Cheryl.

Hearing the name of the hotel, made Cheryl's hand holding the pen tremble. The hotel is a very scary place right now for Cheryl, the hotel will always remind her of the events that happened to her one month ago. His heart was beating rapidly, sweat suddenly manifested on his forehead.

Mely saw Cheryl's strange gurgle, not to mention the pen held looks slightly swayed, Cheryl's face also became the center of the pass.

“Bu, are you okay?” ask Mely worriedly.

Cheryl was shocked to hear Mely's question, even as both shoulders were banging from actually feeling an overwhelming sense of panic and fear.

“Ak-I'm fine,” replied Cheryl stuttered a little, trying to behave normally despite the fear that was controlling the heart.

Mely was a little anxious, not usually Cheryl behaved like this when going to meet clients. Usually the boss will be very excited and so happy because more and more clients are using the services of their company. But this time, everything looks different.

“Mel, can you confirm to client to move meeting place?” ask Cheryl, a little doubtful.

Usually Cheryl will comply with all client requests from the meeting place to the desired terms and cooperation. However, this time was different due to the trauma the woman had experienced.

“Good, Mom. I will try to contact and ask the client if I can change the meeting place,” said Mely, then resign from the room.

As soon as the door of the room was shut, Cheryl cupped both sides of her head, clearly terrified to go to the hotel. His face was so pale, that suddenly nausea attacked and made Cheryl run to the bathroom in her room. He stood in front of the sink, vomiting. The pressure that is experienced, affects the hormones in his body.

Mely had contacted a client who would meet Cheryl, then went back into Cheryl's room but did not find her boss there. He looked to look at the bathroom door, then thought if his boss must be there because he heard the sound of water gurgling. Mely also heard Cheryl vomit.

“Bu, are you okay?” mely asked while she was at the bathroom door. He heard clearly that his boss was vomiting.

Mely was so anxious, that she knocked on the door to find out the condition of her boss.

“Bu, do I need to call a doctor?” mely asked again with a panicked face.

There was no reply from Cheryl, making Mely even more frantic. Until a while later, the bathroom door opened, Mely saw Cheryl's pale face and still had water.

“I help you sit.” Mely immediately helped Cheryl walk to the sofa, then asked her boss to sit down slowly.

Mely took Cheryl's drinking water, giving it to her boss while continuing to pay attention.

Cheryl received a glass from Mely, then downed the water in it to the toilet to slightly reduce the feeling of heat in the throat due to vomiting.

“Bu, I call the doctor to check on you,” said Mely who was worried something happened to her boss. He took the glass from Cheryl's hand and put it on the table.

Cheryl shook her head, leaning her back and head against the back of the sofa.

“I'm fine, Mel.” Cheryl spoke with her eyes closed, her face so pale with water spheres left behind.

Mely took a tissue, then helped Cheryl dry her face.

“Thank you, Mel.” Cheryl spoke with her eyes closed.

Cheryl tried to open her eyelids, her head was very dizzy but she tried to be strong because she was in the company.

“I'm fine, Mel. Maybe a short break will make my condition better,” said Cheryl, “have you contacted the client? How's the response?” tanyanya.

Mely was confused to answer Cheryl's questions, seeing Cheryl's condition was not okay, making Mely hesitant to convey the results of talks with clients.

“Mel.” Cheryl looked at her secretary who did not answer.

“Begini, Mom. The client said that he had to go to the airport after the meeting. He wants her to meet at the hotel, so the meeting finish can directly check out because he stayed there.”

Mely finally delivered her talk with a client who refused a moving place request to meet.

Cheryl is a little frustrated about it, but can't be pushy because for her clients are her top priority as a marketing director at her father's company.

“Are you okay? Or do I just ask a representative to meet that client?” ask Mely worriedly.

Cheryl takes a deep breath, then exhales slowly.

“No need, Mel. I will go there to see clients as usual,” said Cheryl on the one hand did not want to disappoint her father's company clients.

**

Orion started working in a cafe after college. He works diligently and responsibly. Even many waiters are satisfied, give positive reviews and put into the box suggestions and complaints.

“You are new first time working, but your spirit is very passionate,” senior Orion said.

Orion was wiping a glass that had just been washed, the cafe was closed and they were cleaning the cafe before going home.

“Because I need to, so must really work diligently and not waste the opportunity,” Orion replied.

Senior Orion saluted, then patted the young man on the shoulder before emptying the money storage drawer before they went home and saved to the safe according to the cafe provisions.

Orion came home when the time showed at eleven o'clock in the evening. Arriving at the apartment, Orion was astonished because the lights of the apartment unit were all dead.

“Did he go home to his parents? It is impossible if at this hour he has not returned,” muttered Orion, then closed the door of the apartment unit.

He turned on the middle light until he saw Cheryl's shoes on the shelf. Orion was staring straight ahead, if the shoes Cheryl was wearing this morning on the shelf, it means the woman is already in the apartment, but why not turn on the lights.

Orion chose to walk to the room, turn on the lights in the apartment unit, then enter the room and see the room was dark. Orion approached the bed, turned the switch on the side of the bed to turn on the headlights, to see Cheryl lying on the bed with her clothes still intact like this morning when she went to the company.

“Chery, you don't change clothes?” orion asked, trying to wake her up.

There is no answer from Cheryl, making Orion think if Cheryl sleeps well. However, Orion then felt suspicious as Cheryl's body trembled slightly, even lying on her side curled up. Orion sits next to the bed, hands outstretched to touch Cheryl's arm but held her back for fear of disturbing or surprising Cheryl.

Until Orion heard Cheryl's moaning, the young man listened carefully.

“Mommy, Mimi, I'm scared.”

The soft voice was heard by Orion, making the young man realize that Cheryl was not okay. Orion also ventured to touch Cheryl's arm, to how surprised he was when he realized that Cheryl was in a bad condition.

“Cher!” Orion's face turned frantic.