Reaching the Moon
Chapter 21

"I used to have a very happy life, there was a mother, a father, and an older brother. I live with an incredible amount of love. But ... Since Uncle Simon's presence, all that happiness has vanished one by one."

"I knew he had broken the brakes on my car on purpose, until the car my dad, mom, and I were driving hit a roadblock and rolled over. I think we still have a chance at life when I realize my parents are still breathing, but ...." The moon again sobbed while holding his chest that felt tight.

"The arrival of Marcel who again beat their heads with iron managed to make their breath stop right in front of my eyes. So terrible the scene, I had forgotten the pieces of the incident for several years. There was only a dream that always haunted me, but without Marcel's face, and only his voice was heard, the piece of events where he beat my parents was not there either." The moon wiped her tears for a moment.

"When do you remember everything?" ask the psychiatrist who is currently sitting in front of the Moon.

"To be exact when I was kidnapped back to this city after a few days I ran away. The shadow of Marcel's face became clearer in my memory, that's why I ventured to testify, because I didn't know, until when my inner pressure was able to keep my mind sane."

"What is the fear of the death of your parents?"

"No, I have another fear of violence. Every time I go to the police station to ask the police to investigate the case of my parents, I will be held captive by my uncle and tortured. Even after I married Marcel, I never once felt the sweetness of a husband's touch. There was only pain, the physical abuse he gave me every time he came home drunk or incitement to my father-in-law."

The moon again wiped away her tears that were still flowing endlessly like a stream. Telling all the bad events that happened to him, is the same as scraping old wounds that he tried to dim so as not to hurt his mind more.

It's been a month since the arrest of Marcel, Simon, his men, and Trim, a cop who was Simon's friend. Both the case of the Moon parents murder, until the case that befell Bintang and Aura was resolved. The divorce decree between Moon and Marcel has also been approved, so that now the status of the woman has officially become.

Even though everything is over, the Moon still often conducts outpatient examinations in the hospital. The past injuries he had suffered all this time apparently could not go so easily. He often has nightmares and cries alone.

Both Nizam, Boy, even Khaira and Nizwa often commute between city A and city B to see the state of the Moon in his rented house. Although the woman had asked that they not have to visit her again, but they still did.

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"After seeing the Moon's condition, doctors have concluded that the Moon is experiencing PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder), PTSD is a kind of psychic disorder that can include disturbing flashes of traumatic memories, nightmares, and even more, excessive anxiety, sudden mood changes, strong reactions to situations reminiscent of trauma, changes in physical responses, and more difficulty concentrating."

Khaira explained the state of the Moon as she got information from her friend who handled the Moon in the city hospital A to Nizam. The two are currently on their way to Moon's rented house to visit the woman, while Boy and Nizwa have activities in B town so they can't join.

"Will the moon heal?" ask Nizam.

"God willing can, as long as he undergoes the therapy well, and has a support system that always gives him a sense of comfort and security. Since he no longer has a family, we can be his family" Khaira replied.

Nizam nodded his head slowly. The man bit his lips while occasionally glancing towards the mother sitting beside him.

"Is there anything you want to say, son? From the way you glanced at your mother, it seemed like something was stuck in your heart."

"Then can Mother know?"

Khaira laughed softly, then began to speak, "You were born and grew up in the supervision and nurturing of your mother, surely you know everything about you, son."

Nizam just smiled shyly while scratching his non-itchy head. It was true that there was something stuck in his heart at this moment, but to say it was also like he was so embarrassed.

"Emm, Mother."

"Yes?"

"What do you think of Mother if Nizam ... Nizam married Moon?"

"Yes, Mother. Looks like if Nizam marries Moon, Nizam can help him to heal."

Khaira was silent for a moment while staring out the car window. This time he did not give any response to the son.

"Mother, how ...."

"Later we'll talk, Dad."

Nizam turned back to stare at Khaira, he no longer wanted to talk about it to his mother. From his response, it seemed that he did not quite agree with his offer this time around. Even so, he did not want to worry about it even though he felt very eager to do.

Moments later, Nizam's car has now arrived in front of a fairly simple house. The two walked towards the front door of the house and knocked on the door several times while greeting.

Several times they called the name of the Moon, but the woman did not come out of the house. Until a middle-aged woman who was a Moon neighbor came to them.

"Mom and Dad are looking for Ma'am, aren't they, Dad? Too bad, Mbak Bulan has moved since two days ago."

"What's? Move where, Mom?" ask Nizam.

"Sorry, Sir. I also do not know, at that time Mbak Bulan came just saying goodbye and leave this letter to me, he said please give it to Mr. Nizam if it comes later." The middle-aged woman gave Nizam a white envelope and left immediately.

Nizam closed his eyes for a moment while calming down before he finally read the letter.

For Mas Nizam and family

Assalamu 'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.

Before, I would like to say a big thank you to all of you for accompanying, protecting and helping me to face and solve this very complicated problem.

If God hadn't sent you in my life, I might have gone mad by now, or even died. Your presence is like the light that illuminates my life. Once again I thank you for everything, may Allah repay you all with even more kindness.

I apologize profusely for having to go this way. Instead of not knowing the return and not knowing adab, I just don't want to trouble you guys anymore. It has been enough for me to trouble you all this time, now I want to strive for my own healing and my inner calm.

I'm pampering. If God ever finds us again, God willing, I will be very grateful.

Wassalamu 'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.

Warm regards from me

Month

Nizam rubbed his face violently and looked up at the sky. Her eyes were teary and her chest felt sore. He had no choice this time but to try sincerely and calm his heart which again had to feel the bitterness of separation.

'O God, your destiny truly tests my heart. I thought my wounds would heal soon, but again I had to be slapped with the bitterness of parting and the bitterness of losing.'

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