The Successor's Wife of the President
hypnotherapy

In a special room owned by Doctor Aska, there are indeed several equipment to perform the examination, one of which is the patient bed.

"Please, Master..." Aska allowed the man to enter. Tomi is waiting outside.

"You open a practice in this apartment?" Tanya Arga felt a little astonished by what she saw. Aska smiled faintly, reaching for the notebook, before sitting on the chair.

"Of course not, sir," he replied later.

"Then, this bed? There's no way you'd put a patient's bed here if it was just to rest overtime?"

"Emmm, actually. This is my work room. And I intentionally love the patient bed when there are guests who may come personally to consult with me. Like you for example. But that's rare. Maybe even you are the one who entered this room. Normally we would chat outside," he replied casually. While Arga mangosteen.

It's true, it's just a regular workspace. The reason why there is a bed there, because the wife of Doctor Aska also had experienced post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

Or in simple language, post-traumatic stress. She got it because of sexual violence as a teenager.

So, in addition to checking the condition of the wife, the bed is sometimes used to sleep, in addition to the sofa outside. Because at the beginning of the marriage of doctors Aska and Akirra. They cannot sleep in the same bed. Post-rape trauma experienced by his wife made him afraid of the male figure.

"Oh, huh? I'll ask you one more time. Are you sure you want to do this? In fact, I've previously recommended you, to schedule yourself a hypnotherapy session with a therapist who does hold it. You know my license is only as a psychiatrist?"

"I don't care. Just do it, I just don't want to change another doctor. You've had enough to know about my problems. Don't need an outsider to know, that I'm visiting a psychiatrist."

"Good! Please lie down, sir," he said. Arga complied. He began to lay his body on the bed. "Because I open a hypnotherapy specialist, so I just do what is still in my realm. Not to break the rules."

"Hemmm.." she answered briefly, feeling impatient. Arga had even closed his eyes.

"Sir, hypnotherapy can not produce any impact. But it does not rule out the possibility, will pose risks such as creating false memories that are accidentally embedded when the suggestion I give later."

"If that's the case, it's good." she replied lightly.

"Emmm, are you sure?"

"Yes, I just want to get rid of the burden on my head. Maybe with this, I can think more clearly. And that woman I can set free."

"Ooo... So you're actually aware of what you're doing?"

"Baiiiiiihhh! You want to help me with therapy, or you want to talk a lot, anyway!" Sergey riled.

"Hahaha, all right, let's start." Aska. He began to work by entering the subconscious Arga, then giving certain suggestions to help the healing process.

When Arga's eyes closed. Aska began to speak, her right hand ready to hold a pen.

"What do you see there?"

"Taman–" he replied.

"What garden do you know?"

"Yes," she said.

"What's the situation like?"

"Sound... cloudy.. and?"

"And?"

"Alicia.." he muttered later. Aska looked at Arga.

"You seen him?" tanyanya while supporting the chin.

"Yes, she's smiling sweetly under the tree house. At the edge of the lake," Arga's lips smiled faintly as she said that.

"Emmm..." Aska recorded something again. "Did He say something to you?"

"No... He just fell silent, smiling. That's all I see."

"Okay, look around. Did you find someone else."

"Nothing."

"Again, make sure you really look around. Do not focus on one object. Behind the girl maybe?" tanyanya, Arga himself was silent for quite a long time. Until his face changed.

"The woman." he muttered, with a frown appearing wrinkled.

"Who, see more clearly?"

"Straight-haired and black girl..."

"hmmm, you recognize him?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Say her name..."

Aska smiled. "Who is Arumi?"

Arga did not answer. Because in the world of his subconscious he was fixated long enough. Seeing Arumi wearing a wedding dress, with an expression full of sadness. Though the distance is quite close, it's just blocked Alicia in front of him.

There is something that makes her switch focus, namely their engagement ring that is still circular on Alicia's ring finger, and the wedding ring on Arumi's ring finger. It was as if there was a red thread ensnaring their ring finger, which was connected to two different rings on Arga's hand.

Because indeed, Arga still uses her engagement ring with Alicia on the ring finger. While his middle finger uses his wedding ring with Arumi.

"Can you come back, sir? Wake up..."

Tiiikkk! Aska snapped her finger. Because Arga did not respond, making him immediately bring back Arga's consciousness. The man instantly opened his eyes with a slight dewy grain drenching his emerald netra.

"How do you feel?"

"Either... My head is dizzy now." Arga held his head. "It doesn't seem like there's any change I'm feeling. It feels the same."

"I've suggested, hypnotherapy is not one of the right choices to do healing. Because it all depends on you. Anti-depressant drugs, also only provide a temporary happy effect. Which will make you dependent."

"Then what should I do?"

"Learn to be at peace with what you feel. So far, what I've seen from you is there's no effort to let go of the past."

Arga was silent for a moment, before finally letting out a long sigh.

"I can't forget it, because it's like a betrayal."

"You don't want to betray him?"

"Of course."

"What is the reason for marriage?"

"Doctor Aska, I have explained many times, if the woman I married because her face is similar to my lover."

"Yes, but don't you remember if you ever sent me a chat message. Even if you remove it immediately. I've read that. You should realize, if you've been out of the groove that you've built yourself."

"meaning?"

"You ask about heart palpitations while nearby...?"

"Emmm?" Arga loosens the tie, looking for ways to evade.

"That's love, sir." Directly to Arga. It seemed that the man in front of him was silent before laughing quite loudly, and stopped instantly, while pointing the finger at Doctor Aska

"You set me up?"

Aska. "Who set you up?"

"There can be no love for her."

"But you said, worried when he said he wanted to have children and give birth. Right so?" The shoot.

"Hey, it's only natural that I'm worried because she's, right, I think of Alicia."

"At least, indirectly. Your subconscious already indicates a fear of loss. That's the first gate to the desire to have more than a surrogate wife."

"Hahaha, you're using too much theory..." Arga rubbed the side of her hair.

"Remember, Sir? You also asked me. Can all women die in childbirth? I'm not Doctor SpOG."

"Hey, I told you it's natural because she's Alicia...! Alicia..!"'s...!" Arga raised his voice.

"Yes, yeah... You can confirm it yourself, sir. When the woman left. Whose name will you shout to hold it..."

The deg...!

Arga slightly flinched, before pulling half of her lips. He also moved.

"I'll transfer your payment today..."

"Relax, Sir. Today is free, because it's outside my practice."

"Cih, I don't like freebies" he concluded before waltzing out while grumbling. He soon returned to his head. "Open the door, hurry!"

"Oh, well sir. I thought you could get through that door," Aska moved on Arga's steps until she got behind the door, then opened it. "Please, may you please come back, sir."

"Currently, it won't!" Before leaving the apartment. The secretary Tomi nodded once at him before following up.

Aska's shoulders shook, clenching her hands. Covering the laughing mouth. Talking to the President of this one sometimes makes it so silly stomach cramps. He always said he wouldn't come and see her again. But almost every day haunts him with a series of Chat messages that he sends. Then came suddenly without being invited. Like today for example.