Nandithas
DEPRESSIVE

On the other hand, after resting for an hour and a half, Nandita woke up in better shape.

He did not think that he could fall too. Indeed, some days his condition is less fit. In addition to weather changes, new assignments as a PPL student also make the burden of his mind increase.

"Lho are you why Ta? How come your face is pale?" The mother, who was sitting on the porch of the house, was shocked to see her son get off the rental car.

He led his son into the family room. He sat down on the sofa in the room.

After a while, he asked again

"So you went home in a taxi, where did you drive your bike? You why?" The lucky question of Santi's mother to her son.

"Motor, I live in Bun school, I can't take the bike home. Afraid of why on the road. I passed out at school, thankfully Satya took me to the UKS. I rest there for a while keep going home." Nandita Light

"Jeez Ditaaa, this is what you don't like. You always want to do something. I already know the condition again is not good, why not permission first? Rest at home to heal quickly. You must like staying up late again huh?" The middle-aged woman sneered at the child.

"This mother is a habit, sick children instead of loved even angry,,,." Nandita grumbled and sulked

"Yes endless you, always like strong-witted so people. Thank God there was Satya who helped, thankfully also was still in school. Try if you fit bring your motorbike rich so is the danger Ta..." A worried roar clearly appeared, on the middle-aged woman's face.

"Where is Trus now Satyanya? Why isn't he the one who brought you home?" The mother asked again.

"As soon as I woke up, I didn't see Satya there Bun. Said the nurse, Satya advised that she had a sudden affair. Don't know what it's going on" Nandita said.

"Yes you went to the room first, rest. Later mama make your favorite porridge" he told the child.

"really Bun? Don't forget the peanuts... Trus is a little spicy. If there is a fish addin also yes Bun" Pintanya spoiled.

"Yes, you'll get ready. Take you to your room."

"Ga need Bun, rich people are sick just anywhere must be escorted" Rejected again.

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The next day, Nandita was not allowed to teach. He decided to rest at home.

Yesterday the mother called a doctor who practices near her home.

Mr. Darma who is very quiet can only accompany his son. He accompanied Nandita to sleep, with his wife.

"Everything Ta, you must be horrified by the mother's talk, drink enough water, get enough rest, do not be too self-absorbed. If it's time to graduate, it will definitely pass" Ms. Santi continued her lecture when she was in the princess's room.

"Udah dong Bun, his son is sick even diomelin continues anyway. Let him rest first to recover quickly" The father defended

"Dad always yes yes in want his son. Yesterday pas mother said do not go to the training ground first, father also 'call meja mother kasian Dita', that's it!" Santi now blamed the husband.

He demonstrated the man's words, with his mouth turned.

Nandita who saw that could only hold back her smile.

In the afternoon, Satya came to visit Nandita and wanted to apologize for yesterday leaving the girl in the UKS room only accompanied by nurses.

"You're better off Ta" asked Satya as they sat in the living room.

Mom and Dad let them talk together.

"Udah kok Sat, just mother still belom my permission to go to school first. He said take a two-day break at home"

"Yes, you have to recover first Ta, then you teach again. Sorry I stayed in the UKS myself. There's an emergency." Clearly again.

Nandita looked at Satya with furrowed brows, a sign of not understanding.

"Because I was contacted by the police, because there was an accident in a fork near the market. Apparently Candra who experienced the disaster was Ta" continued Satya with a concerned face.

Nandita was surprised

"Gosh," He shut his mouth in shock.

"How are Candra doing now? Why did he get to experience that?" He was on Satya.

"Because I live anyway still not aware. Because her parents and sisters were there, I decided to go home. About the accident, the police said he was speeding the truck because there was a motorcyclist who suddenly crossed, Candra who was shocked to finally throw the steering to the left. Because the car is at such a high speed, Candra can't control it, she finally hits a tree." Satya explained

"Yes God ... May Candra be well, and soon realize yes. How's that biker?" Nandita was still curious

"Yes, same, go to the hospital too. Though Candra's car did not touch the body of the motorbike, but because the rider was shocked he finally fell. The one who brought it was a father, because from an underprivileged family eventually his parents Candra was able to afford to finance the father. And the bike was replaced with Candra's papa." Thank goodness Candra's parents were willing to help. Neither are they." Nandita won. He does not know what to do, because his relationship with Candra is also not like before. But there is a corner of his heart that says to keep caring.

"Tomorrow I'll go see him" Nandita said.

"I'm with ya" Tawar Satya, who was taken by Nandita.

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The newly awakened Candra suddenly went on a rampage flailing her broken leg.

He felt his life was completely ruined. His heart still aches considering what happened yesterday, and now it hurts even more to face the fact that his leg was broken.

He took off the infusion in his hand violently. Fresh blood flows from the vein where the infusion needle is attached.

Kiara screams hysterically when she finds the situation of the sister is sad. Blood splattered, the face of the brother swollen, hospital bed sheets that are no longer because of.

"Sister.....! Why is this like this, brother? Brother why?" Kiara panicked, hugging her sister tightly stopping Candra's still-hitting action on her broken leg.

"Go the deck,,,!! Stay with me alone! Let me die, there is nothing more I wish for in this world. I'm tired of everything, I hate everything. Why didn't God take my life on that collision. Why did God let me come back to my senses!" His words still continue to rebel in the arms of the younger brother.

"Sister....." The sister was crying.

"I love my sister, I don't want my sister. Who keeps me the same Bima if brother leaves? We are only three brothers, if brother goes me and Bima just alone. Only the love of my brother can make me excited. Are you grateful that I and Bima are in your life? I'm sorry if it turns out we've been a big brother's burden all this time, I promise, Bima and I won't make you angry again, won't do anything again. We will study diligently, will not go to play and will always accompany your brother at home. But I beg you, brother, keep your mind off about death. I'm afraid brother,,, I don't want to,,,, sister don't stay with us. Mom and dad are always busy there's never time for us. Now my sister is like this too... Huuuu,,, uuuuu,,,," Kiara sobbed.

He could not afford to lose someone who meant so much in his life. In this world the only person who really cares about her is her brother. How thought.

Behind the door of the room, three pairs of eyes stared at the scene with tears in their eyes. They are Bima, Bu Diah, and Pak Bayu. Their feet seemed to be stuck in nails, unable to move when they heard the deepest hearts of the two brothers.

Miss Diah and Mr. Bayu did not expect, it turns out their busyness incised deep wounds in the hearts of his children.

They think by meeting all their material needs, they have done their best, but it turns out that it is wrong.

Children also need a touch of love from their parents. They want to feel what it feels like to be hugged, listened to, praised, protected physically and mentally. They want someone to defend in real terms when they get interference or unpleasant things from the surrounding environment.

Just saying 'you are great' it has become a soothing water for a dry and barren heart.

Parents will not lose their wibawa only because they play with the child. Nor will he fall in self-esteem just because he listens to the grievances of the child.

That's what they don't realize. Mr. Bayu who is from an unable family, often got bullied as a child, fought hard to reach a point where everyone looked down when they saw him.

He did not want his children to experience what he was going through. That is why he educates in a hard way, with discipline and as if building a wall so as not to be touched.

"I'm sorry if you've lost our figure in your life all this time," With tears in your eyes, Ms. Diah looked at Bima who was also crying.

"Don't apologize to me ma, but same brother Andra. He has been replacing your role in our lives. He's always there when we need you. Brother Andra who will always come to school when I throw a tantrum, or Kiara who skipped school. All this time we were naughty because we wanted to get attention from you. But we don't get it, you're busy with your world. Yes, we did have the best facilities of our lives, I know you fought hard for that. But we also need your figure ma, pa, pa, we want you to be there when we're sick, we want you to come take our rapot, not Candra's sister." Bima looked at the bead nanar of the mama's eyes.

The feeling that he had not been able to express, today came out like a flood. It ravaged the feeling of two strong looking middle-aged figures. Ms. Diah's body slumped to the cold floor of the hospital. He did not expect that deep disappointment they felt. He thinks everything's okay.

"But it seems that now is not the right time, because I see your emotions are unstable. Let's wait until he calms down." Bima added again with a quieter voice.

Shortly after, a doctor and nurse approached the room. Apparently Kiara pressed the nurse's room button when Candra went berserk earlier.

After checking the patient's condition, the doctor went out and spoke with both Candra parents.

"Can we talk to you for a second, Mother?" Ask the doctor politely.

The old man simply nodded, and walked in the footsteps of the doctor from behind.

While Bima decided to go into the treatment room of the brother.

"Mother's father apologized in advance, the patient's condition does not look okay. From the way he stared, it seemed like he was harboring a bad feeling. Is the patient having a problem? We have to handle patients appropriately. We must know the condition of the patient in order to give the right medicine. It seems like the patient is experiencing mental stress, he seems to have no passion at the moment. Sorry, not to be disrespectful. But this greatly affected his healing process. Patients who have the spirit of life, believed to be able to quickly recover their physical condition because psychological health helps from the healing process. Maybe by presenting a psychologist will help" the doctor said

When the two men were shocked, he did not expect that his eldest son would experience something like this.

"Mental pressure??" Ms. Diah muttered, yet could still be heard by the people around her.

"Does that mean my son gi la doctor" Mr. Bayu asked nervously.

"No sir, father is not crazy, just under as much pressure as possible in his life. If left unchecked, you may experience mild depression and even major depression. Well that severe depression is also what the common people call crazy." The doctor explained it to be easy to understand.

"We leave the healing process of our child to the doctor, please the doctor who determines the best way. We don't really understand that." Mr. Bayu tried to strengthen his heart.

"Can we see him now, Doc?" Miss Diah asked.

"Ooh please, earlier I have injected a moderate dose of sedative. Maybe my mom's son is sleeping now." The doctor with the minus glasses said

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Today, Candra is better. The presence of his mother gave a positive impact to his mood. Although there is still a sense of awkwardness, because after the incident he argued with his mother last time, the mother very rarely contacted him.

Most when transferring money, they communicate. That's how their relationship used to be. But with this incident, Miss Diah promised in her heart that she would spend more time for her children. He did not want similar events to happen to his other children. This is enough for the first and last time to happen.

"How are you doing now?" Mom started the conversation.

"I'm good maaa." Weakly Candra said. Not used to his mother's attention.

"Mom sorry, because all this time lack of attention to you and your sister-dik, mama is really sorry, forgive mama yes,,,." Said the graceful woman sincerely. But Candra's heart still hesitated to believe.