"Damar, it's time for you to..". This girl hadn't finished talking yet.

"I can't".

"Don't be like this! Try to get up on your own".

"I've tried.. I even lost my way..". He swallowed his next words.

_Removing you from my life is impossible_

"You can't keep doing this! My life is much different now". Aruna advised her friend who had transformed into a wandering figure now.

"Two years isn't a long time.. I can wait for you".

"You're still desperate! It'll be difficult for both of us.. I can't promise either". Aruna repeated her persistence.

This man was silent for a long time. He contemplated his own pain.

"Why are you like Ms. HRD now? Since I was a kid, she always says: 'I can't promise we'll live happily because you have a mother like me'. I always accept her words sincerely and it turns out that we really are never happy. And you came in my life, taught me simple ways to be happy, now you're telling me to be sincere. It's impossible! I have no purpose in life and I don't know how to move other than standing behind you. It's up to you what you want. I'll still be like that. Because that's the only way for me to survive!". His words stopped when this girl finally couldn't bear to swallow her own grief.

"Hi, are my words hurting you??". Damar got up to check her. The visualization of his work influenced many things in his life.

"Sobs..". This girl was trying to swallow everything. She kept her mouth tightly and tilted her face upward. Signs that she didn't want her tears to pour out.

"Why are you like this? What's wrong with you? It's not Aruna!". Damar took off his jacket. He approached the woman carrying the double-edged knife.

This girl was determined to push Damar who wanted to come closer. But the desperate man didn't care about anything but the way he embraced her.

"Unload your worries! Don't be like this!". Damar hugged Aruna in his arms.

"You can hit me as much as you want if I've made it difficult for you". The girl just shook her head and tried to escape, but Damar was determined. Those tears spilled. Aruna could no longer endure her own fatigue. She didn't know how to hold back and swallow her feelings this time.

"Sobs.. Sobs.. Sobs..". She spilled a lot on the thebestfortress' shirt. She soaked most part of the man's shirt. Her voice was painful and slowly grew louder.

"Why are you like this, Aruna? What's wrong with you?". Every time she received a question from the Padangnese young man, she only shook her head.

Until they heard the sound of the door trying to open from outside which disturbed both of them.

"Damar?!". This girl was panicked, reminding him.

"Hide in the bathroom!" She exclaimed, showing the direction with her fingers. Followed by the movement of grabbing the jacket and running at lightning speed.

Aruna cleaned herself. She washed away the scattered sweat. She slowly got down the bed and walked slowly, trying to be normal.

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"Mr. Surya?!". Aruna smiled when she saw Hendra's secretary coming to her room. He must have been asked by Mahendra to monitor her.

"Can I come in?".

"Oh, please". Aruna immediately opened the door wide, indicating that Surya was allowed to come in. This assistant even helped the lady push the IV pole.

"I'm gonna disturb you for a while. Is it not.. Oh, you're eating?".

"Yes, someone visited me earlier and brought me fried rice".

"Who?".

"Hmm..". This woman was stuck with her own statement. She wasn't used to lying.

"Just a friend". She gave up and spoke honestly, but she wouldn't reveal Damar's name.

"Oh..". Fortunately, Mahendra's secretary didn't ask many questions.

"This time, I'm not alone. There's a doctor who wants to get acquainted with you. I'm sorry that your rest is disturbed". Surya slowly sat down as he helped Mahendra's wife back on the bed.

Not long after that, a middle-aged doctor greeted Aruna with a happy smile. Her shoulder-length hair was mixed with black and white. But she still looked elegant and soothing.

Surya shifted another chair for the doctor. The next moment, she sat up and kept looking at Aruna. This girl was feeling a little nervous. Why did a doctor suddenly visit her this late. What did she want? Who's she?

The doctor tried to introduce herself in a most friendly way: "Let me introduce myself. I'm Diana, a psychotherapy doctor. I know that you're Aruna. Apparently, you're as beautiful as I thought".

The girl replied with a smile to muffle her curiosity and a sense of respect for the other person.

In a hidden place, someone was curiously trying to hear the voice. Unfortunately, the longitudinal waves weren't very strong in giving meaningful vibrations to his eardrums. Damar was having trouble eavesdropping even though the bathroom door was slightly open. Their conversation wasn't that loud. Feeling in vain, Damar closed the door again.

"There's something very important that I want to tell you. How? I should call her Miss or Aruna? What do you think, Surya??". That doctor tried to break the ice with a little joke.

"Just Aruna. I prefer to be called that:.

"Oh, can I?". The doctor tried to glance at Surya to try to break the ice. But Surya was silent. He was mostly fixated.

"Sure". Aruna immediately replied.

"Alright, Aruna. Let's start, okay?". She seemed to be taking a deep breath. A moment later, she exhaled slowly.

"Has Aruna ever seen anything or observed a somewhat different behavior from Hendra?". This doctor explored a way to give understanding to a girl who was about to know many things.

That girl glanced at her husband's personal secretary. An expression that she was in need of support.

"Just tell her what you know. It's okay. This doctor has been a Wenceslas family's doctor for years".

Surya's words encouraged her courage. This girl began to reveal what she knew: "Hendra needs to hold my pulse all the time when we sleep together. I just found out today that he really has a hard time seeing someone who's sick. Sometimes when he's angry hmm..". Aruna had a hard time continuing it.

"When he's angry, he has trouble controlling his emotions". The doctor gave a more detailed explanation.

"May I know what happened to you guys before he left?! I mean, before Hendra left you here". The doctor asked a question that Aruna couldn't answer. How could a wife tell a quarrel with her husband to other people? The quarrel got out of hand to the point that the husband choked his wife.

This girl didn't want to answer. She showed an expression of objection and fell silent.

"Sorry". Only that word came out of her mouth.

"I know that not all things can be disclosed to other people. But this information is very important to help Hendra". Diana's words caused Mahendra's wife to frown.

She still objected: "Mr. Surya, I want to rest".

Hurriedly, Doctor Diana grabbed her hand: "Wait a minute. Give me a chance. Do you know that Hendra has a Post Traumatic Syndrome?".

Aruna stopped. This girl straightened her back and looked closely at the doctor in front of her.

"There's no other way. She must see him, Surya". That doctor said to Mahendra's secretary.

"I'll go out first. I'll wait at the place where Hendra is being treated".That doctor got up and left the female patient who was confused.

"Ms. Aruna, I'll take you to meet Hendra".

"But he's furious at me. I'm not ready to meet him".

"He won't have a chance to be angry. He's fast asleep. He may not wake up even if you wake him up".

Once again, that girl frowned. She didn't understand.

"Come with me, but promise not to tell Hendra that you know his weakness. He tries really hard so that you..". Surya had stopped talking. Aruna only listened to Surya speak.

"He loves his wife so much. He doesn't want his wife to know that he has flaws". Surya made this young woman stunned.

_What is Mahendra lacking? Is it about his weird sleeping way? Or how it's difficult for him to see a sick person? I don't know, it seems more serious_.

This girl had asked permission to go to the bathroom and whispered a message to the young man inside: "Damar, go home. Be careful. Stop smoking. Thanks for coming to visit me. Next time don't be this reckless. You make me worry".

thebestfortress didn't say a word except except a thorough gaze. As if he needed to capture Aruna's visual in the most perfect way. The next moment, the young man surprisingly hugged the person in front of him.

_You're both stubborn. To whom should I put my heart?_

After being released, this girl walked slowly assisted by her husband's secretary into another hallway and stopped at the patient room door.