Young Mothers
Explanation of Trauma Al

After 2 hours Kellen handled Al, he finally finished also doing his job. And with a big smile he stroked Al's head making the boy who was originally asleep now blink his eyes.

Al yawned and looked around.

"The sleep of aunty?" asked Al innocently while straightening his body back up.

"Yes. Al was asleep," replied Kellen.

"Maap yes aunty. Al was so sleepy. And sorry Al was wasting aunty time. Surely aunty wait for Al yes, right aunty was about to ask Al but instead Al stayed asleep. Sorry," said Al with pursed lips.

Kellen who was anxious with Al was his hand now cupped both cheeks Al.

"It's okay, boy. Next time aunty will ask Al. Because if there is no time now, aunty must handle other aunty patients," said Kellen.

Al stared fixedly at Kellen's eyes with a sad look.

"Well, that means aunty didn't teach Al to heal the sick dong." Kellen scratched his nape.

"Sorry boy. Next time deh aunty teach Al to heal the sick." Al added a puck on his lips.

"The county promise." Kellen now thrusts her little finger in front of Al.

"really? aunty wouldn't lie, would she?" Kellen nodded her head. And immediately Al wrapped his little finger around Kellen's little finger.

"Aunty promise," said Kellen who immediately got a hug from Al.

"Thank aunty. Al will wait for that time to come." Kellen smiled from behind Al's body and her hands moved around the boy's back.

"Every boss. Aunty's got something for Al, too." Al let go of his embrace and looked at Kellen with a sparkling look.

"Let's go with aunty." Al nodded then came down from the chair he was in and followed Kellen who walked towards his work chair in front of which Al's parents were there.

"Papa's mom from here?" ask Al.

"Yes dear." Al nodded his head after that he focused more on Kellen who was still looking for something that he would give to Al.

And when he found it, Kellen smiled again and handed a paper bag over to Al. With enthusiasm Al immediately opened the paper bag earlier and saw the contents.

"This is what aunty?" tanya Al while lifting one item from the paper bag earlier.

"It's called a sleeping lamp. When Al sleeps, Al uses the lamp and Al's room headlight must be turned off. And it can keep changing colors as Al wants," Kellen said. Al nodded then he put the object on the table before he took the other object back there.

"If this?"

"That's called aroma therapy. Later if Al's room uses this aroma therapy. Al's room will smell. Let's just try to smell it." Al obeyed what Kellen had said.

"Yes aunty. Al likes," said Al jubilant. Then he put the object back and again grabbed the last thing in the paper bag.

"Well if this is a music box. Let aunty exemplify how to turn on her music." Kellen grabbed the object from Al's hand and started lighting the music box. Al smiled when he heard the music from that thing.

"Wahhhh very good," said Al.

"Al like?" ask Ciara while stroking her son's head. Al nodded his head then he grabbed the music box from Kellen's hand and moved towards Devano. And Devano swiftly carried Al's body into his lap.

When Al was seriously looking at the object in front of him, at that time Kellen began to explain the problem Al was facing.

"According to my observation, the trauma that Al received was not too severe. It was just that he was a little afraid of the dark and a loud sounding voice in his ears. Because according to what Al said earlier if he heard a gun. So I hope you take Al Kearea to shoot. Because then slowly traumatized Al will the sound of gunshots and loud sounds will disappear if we get used to him to hear the voices but slowly do not force him. Because you need to know, how to heal a trauma is actually with us against the trauma itself. Although it is very scary for us but if we can fight it rest assured the fear in our minds will disappear over time because we are used to it. And one more, give Al a diary and drawing tool so Al can divert the trauma. Teach him to write down every incident he experiences in the diary. Because I know Al is a very difficult child to tell an incident to someone else even though it's his own parents. Al is the type of child who always harbors what he experiences. So to forget it, Al had to write everything through a diary. Not only women are allowed to have the book, men also need to make themselves. Because humans are now spooky bestie, we vent to the first person, uh tomorrow our story has reached the ears of others with added spices that are different from the original story," obviously Kellen ended with a colongan vent.

Devano and Ciara rolled his eyes lazily but what Kellen said ended his speech was indeed true, even being experienced by people out there. So we all have to be careful to protect our own privacy.

"Oh yeah. And all these things that I love as much as possible every day should stay in the room that Al slept in. Turn off the headlights in her room and replace them and turn on the music box. Do not forget the aroma of this therapy should always be in Al's room. If it's over you have to buy it yourself don't ask me," said Kellen. He already knew exactly what was on Devano's mind as well as Ciara's, although the sultan but the gratisan issue remains number one.

"Yes-yes. You calm down we won't ask you" said Ciara.

"It's good that it is" said Kellen with a grin on her lips.

"Hmmmmm. It's over, isn't it?" ask Devano. Kellen nodded her head.

"We're looking at Al's development over the course of a month. If in that time Al's trauma is getting worse or not showing progress, we look for other ways for his healing methods" said Kellen, who was adopted by the parents.

"Greet me first same aunty before we go home," said Ciara gently who made Al turn his eyes from the music box towards Kellen. Then he came down from Devano's lap and approached Kellen.

"Al go home first aunty. Thank you for giving Al the gift. Al really likes it," said Al while shaking hands with Kellen. Kellen smiled then ruffled Al's hair.

"Thank you too because Al has been willing to visit at the aunty workplace. See you next time. If not sometime aunty come to the house, want to see baby Kiya too. Can you play at Al's house?"

"By dong aunty. Al now go home first pity baby Kiya must have been waiting for us at home for a long time. Bye aunty Kel." Al waved his hand at Kellen as he walked out, ahead of his parents.

"Following your son. Let me put these things in first" Ciara's orders were directly carried out by Devano.

"It looks like Al really likes the music box," said Kellen while helping Ciara to enter the two items left behind by Al.

"It looks like it is. Thank you for the gift as well as the handling earlier." Kellen smiled and nodded her head.

"I'm just trying to help my own niece get through this trauma" Kellen said.

"Thank you again. I'll go home first. Working spirit. I'm waiting for you to come home. Do not forget to bring a lot of food when you go home," said Ciara while walking out of the room.

"This is what makes me lazy in your house. Robbing a guest is not good to know!" kellen shouted because Ciara had already come out of the room but the voice could still be heard by Ciara which made the master chuckle a little without stopping his steps.