I nodded and approached the beautiful coas. Then she took me to an examination room. After having acquaintanced immediately revealed the turmoil of my heart to her. I was sobbing, my heart still be ached. This coas took a tissue out of her pocket, picked a few pieces, and handed it to me.
As I was telling the chronology of calamity event that I’ve had, it appeared that she was thinking hard. It seemed that she was considering something. Having looked doubtful for a moment, she finally said,
“I am your school’s alumni.”
“Your father obviously was my ex-teacher.”
“Who is your father’s name, kid?.”
“Mr. Toha,” I replied bluntly.
“Do you know?.”
The girl nodded. Her eyebrows arched upward. It was obvious that she was very surprised.
“I just only know that he was a good teacher”
“Everyone says that,” I barely replied.
Once completed told to the beautiful coas, She allowed me to leave the room and waiting again. This time I will be faced with a real psychiatrist. She wanted me to told to the psychiatrists as I told her as coas.
“You are allowed crying if it is necessary, kid.” she told me again. I came several times to control to Saiful Anwar Hospital afterwards. Once it was clear that my father’s attitude remains unchanged. Even after his son was facing to a psychiatrist himself because of his behavior. I stopped my visited to Saiful Anwar General Hospital.
photograph by Astungkara Wiguna