Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

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A few minutes later Rania began to close her eyes. Everyone seemed to be able to breathe a sigh of relief. They all came out of the room leaving the woman to rest alone. Dahlia invites everyone to the dining room. So that their conversation does not reach his daughter's room. Allan went to see Clara briefly in his mother's room. Then one by one they sat opposite each other.

Dahlia looked sadly at the young man in front of her. "Rian… I wants to ask you something."

"Yes, Mom what do you want to ask?" he asked a little tensed, shocked by the incident but still not recovering.

"What did you think after seeing what happened earlier?" Dahlia, who was sensitive to Rian's facial expression, began to ask clearly. Especially after the man said that he wanted to be his daughter's future husband. And seeing that Clara also really likes Rian, the middle-aged woman will not hesitate to ask.

"Shock, Mom. That was the first thing Rian felt."

Dahlia closed her eyes for a moment. The attitude of a mother that she usually shows in front of her children. "I repeat the question once again. You still love Rania, right?"

"Really, Ma. Rian loves Mom's daughter very much, it's been a long time." The man seemed sure of his words.

"Do you really want to marry her?"

"Of course, Mom. Rania is the only woman that Rian will marry. She is the only one that Rian will bring into the household."

"Thank God… it turns out that Rania can still be helped." Dahlia seemed to be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Rian actually felt confused by Dahlia's words. Allan and Allen just stayed where they were as listeners.

"Help, what do you mean mom?" Rian leaned forward, asking for an explanation.

"Rian, Rania is actually sick," said Dahlia weakly.

"Sick?" he asked anxiously.

"As you saw earlier. Rania was traumatized which resulted in her having a traumatic disorder."

"Oh Lord!" The man rubbed his face roughly with both palms. He clenched his fists and slapped his thighs. Allen, who was sitting next to him, held onto Rian's wrist.

Rian turned his head for a moment, then looked at Dahlia again. "Has Rania ever had a bad experience, Ma?"

"Yes, and it seems that Rania never takes her medicine again. When I saw that there were still a lot of bottles of medicine left. Mama redeemed the medicine a month ago." His tone was kept as calm as possible.

Rian again let out a clear liquid from his eyes. The great man became so whiny, he cried without a sound.

"Have you ever asked about his past?" Dahlia asked then.

"Yes, yesterday, but Rania was acting normal, not like now," he answered in a hoarse voice.

"It's probably because Rania can control herself. Or because she's in a good mood, that's why she doesn't think about it anymore for a while."

"Then why was Rania like that?" Rian is getting more and more curious.

"I thought maybe it was because she had another bad memory."

"At mean, Rania didn't have a bad experience once?"

"Maybe he remembers bad memories that trigger Rania to remember what happened to him."

Rian clenched his jaw. The hand that was still clenched into fists wanted to hit his thigh again, but Allen quickly grabbed it.

"Does this have anything to do with her ex-husband, Mom?"

"Yes, a few months ago, when Rania desperately wanted a divorce from that man." The mother's voice was muffled.

"What happened, Mom?"

"This irresponsible man once threatened Rania over the phone. He threatened to take Clara by force if Rania had a relationship with someone else."

Rian closed for a moment. "Yes, Rania once said it."

"At that time, Rania again experienced her traumatic disorder, after a long time of not having a relapse. However, not as bad as now. Maybe because Rania used to take her medicine regularly. But now it turns out that the medicine has never been touched."

Finally, the tears that had been pooling in Dahlia's eyes had melted all this time. Allan who was on the side immediately embraced and rubbed his mother's arm. The figure of a loving mother was sobbing.

"Mom, we should just stop it first. Next time we'll tell Rian's brother," said Allen later.

"Yes, Mom. You'd better calm down first, Rian doesn't seem to be able to calm down either," Allan coaxed as he rubbed his mother's arm again.

The twins' eyes were already bloodshot. They kept him from crying too. Otherwise, she will feel even more guilty.

"Yeah, okay, mommy wants to rest first. Rian, it's okay, mommy will tell you another time."

"Yes, Mom, Rian can wait. Even though this is very hard, Rian still wants to know everything. Rian has promised to take all of Rania's suffering and turn it into happiness."

"Really? I'm so very happy to hear that. I'm sure you can make my daughter happy, you are a good guy, Rian."

Dahlia approached Rian and touched the shoulder of the boy who she considered like her own child. Then Dahlia entered the room, accompanying her beloved granddaughter who was still sleeping.

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PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) or post-traumatic stress disorder is a mental health condition that is triggered by a traumatic event, either by experiencing it or witnessing it.

Symptoms of PTSD do not always appear immediately after the event. PTSD is generally diagnosed after a person has had symptoms for at least a month, after experiencing a traumatic event. However, a person may just start to feel the symptoms, months or even years after experiencing the traumatic event.

In general, PTSD symptoms are divided into four types, namely intrusive memory (impaired memory), avoidance (avoidance), changes in thinking become more negative, and changes in physical and emotional reactions. The PSTD that Rania experienced was included in the second type, namely avoiding. He tends to show attitudes such as: Trying not to think about it. Don't want to talk about the incident. Avoid anyone and anything related to the incident, including avoiding these places and activities.

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In Rian's mind at this time, Rania must always be under his supervision. He reached into his pocket for his cell phone.

"Dion… find me the best psychiatrist. The one who specializes in PTSD!" Ryan's orders.

"Have you gone mad?"

"No, it's for my woman," he replied coldly.

"Rania is sick? Okay, I'll take care of it as soon as possible."

"Oya, what about the thing I asked for the other day?"

"Still in the process of transferring shares."

"Okay, I want it all done tomorrow."

"Yes, boss, take it easy. I will work hard for you, although today I also want to take a day off," said Dion later.

"One more thing, reserve a position in the office for Rania, which is easy for me to supervise."

"Hemm ... in that case I have to ask the HRD first."

"Erm, fine, thanks."

"What? Did I hear right? Rian, the face of the ice block, thanks me?" sneered the assistant.

"Erm."

"Wow, I should have recorded it earlier. Can you repeat it, Boss?" joke again.

"Is your job too easy now? I'll be doing a fundraiser for the Israeli-Palestinian border. You'll be the middleman!" he said angrily to his assistant.

"O ... O ... no, I prefer to work near you," he said then felt a little scared.

"Then don't talk too much!"

"All right, Boss."

Rian threw his cell phone on the sofa. Then he leaned back and closed his eyes for a moment. Dion's jokes couldn't change his mood. His face was wrinkled, today he had too many things to think about. Especially Rania, he must give the best for the woman he loves so much.

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