Tear Flower
Chapter 1
Emotions in themselves stimulate tears to come out. Clear liquid flowing unbearably begat the river. The pain is scratched so strongly at the bottom of the heart at the deepest. The wound grew over time and is now at its peak. Right in front of his own two eyes the man he had loved introduced the other woman next to him.
The smile they showed gave a sting. The palace he was trying to build collapsed instantly, the trust for six years was shattered by one eye-painful scene.
Ayana Ghazella, a twenty-eight-year-old woman bitterly tasted the lie.
"Mas Zidan? Why is she with Bella? Is that woman still abroad? Why?" his great-grandson was in front of the television.
"Yes, I want to surprise you all. Meet Bella Ellena who just came home from abroad as a famous piano player. We are currently on another collaborative project to appear on the anniversary of our beloved country. We're-"
"Are you in a relationship? As we all know Mr. Zidan is known to have been married. Is Miss Bella your wife?" ask one of the reporters who interviewed them quickly.
The thirty-year-old man turned his head to the side, his charming lips expanding perfectly. With complete confidence he embraced the woman named Bella affectionately.
Instantly the atmosphere in the room became excited, the women screamed hysterically at the love interest right in front of her eyes.
"You can explain yourself, without me telling you, right?" zidan said charisma.
The camera lens immediately photographed their togetherness. There is a lot of news on social media and local television.
They tell me that "The two famous pianos of the homeland are in a relationship, the couple born from heaven becomes a legend." That is such a heart-wrenching title for someone.
Ayana could only grudge not understanding what was going on. Both of his legs were limp and could not support his own weight. He fell down with the bead still staring at the glass screen.
Accompanied by tears he felt slapped by invisible hands, if his marriage with Zidan was just a lie.
Not long after the front door was opened, Ayana's brown eyeballs rolled to the side hearing two pairs of feet walking closer.
That voice ripped her feelings away many times. He could not turn his body and look at the heartbreaking sight again.
"You must have seen the news, right? Don't be surprised, you should be ready for something like this. Wake up. You must see me."
A deep heavy voice greeted her quickly, Ayana tried hard and tried to stand up again. She slowly turned her back and saw her husband and another woman standing right in front of her.
Bella held Zidan's arm tightly like a couple in love.
"For a long time, how are you Ayana? I hope you're okay, thank you for taking care of Mas Zidan as long as I'm gone. Now that I'm here, what are you going to do?" cerca Bella is shameless.
Ayana knitted her two brows inexplicably then looked at her husband. Bella is a friend of his school days and becomes his rival in seizing the heart of the same man.
"You still want to be here or go it's your decision, I won't forbid .. but, you have to accept if from now on Bella will stay with us" replied Zidan Ashraf.
"What's? What did Mas say? I'm your wife how can there be another woman in our household? I don't agree, Bella can't stay here" Ayana said.
"I married Bella a month ago. My wife is not only you, but she is also. So, he has the right to stay here, come on baby I'll show you our room," Zidan asked without even turning to Ayana.
"Come, Honey. See you later Ayana .. my friend." Bella waved her hand adding to the extremely strong wound in her heart.
The lightning bolt struck, the tears could not be dammed. Heavy rain was pouring down both cheeks. Pain without gaping wounds, continues to cut hearts and feelings.
Ayana cried in silence accepting an astonishing fact. He did not expect to have honey, especially the woman was his own friend. The husband she loved so much and respected stabbed her in the back.
Bella Ellena is the son of famous musicians of the homeland and Zidan Ashraf is the sole heir of the Ashraf family.
A distinguished family that owns a famous perfume company. The wealth and assets they have will never diminish.
Ayana Ghazella was born into a simple family. He was raised by his mother's family, while his parents have died since he was ten years old.
They had an accident while on a business trip. He felt lucky at the age of twenty-two to meet Zidan.
At that time he saw a classical music concert that someone recommended to entertain themselves that coincided with the twelve years his parents left.
He was fascinated by Zidan's ability to play the piano. Like someone who was sent down by God to earth, his existence is able to erode emptiness. He is grateful that God brought them together and who would have thought Ayan and Zidan's mother were good friends with his parents.
After that Ayana continued to follow Zidan's activities, ranging from social media to the gig schedule. Until one time he expressed the feeling that he had fallen in love at first sight.
Ayana did not expect that day to be the most historic moment in her life. Zidan took it for granted and immediately proposed to her.
He said it was "not good to have a relationship before marriage. Do you want to marry me?"
As a woman who was in love, without a second thought Ayana immediately accepted it. They got married and her parents were very happy to get a good daughter-in-law. He was also treated very well by the Zidan family.
However, after they were married one year later Zidan's parents had to go abroad to manage the business there.
After they left, Zidan's attitude began to differ on Ayana. He was cold and indifferent, not as warm as when there were his parents.
Until this terrible incident happened, Zidan was playing with fire right before his eyes with another woman. Bella, a pianist whose name is already famous.
The pain crept up to the crown making him numb. Ayana is hurt by her own choice.
"Why does everything have to happen like this, God? What have you done to accept the harsh reality? So sick, am I capable of running this household?" tweet muffled.
That night it rained with the thunder of each other. Wrenching cries were still heard in the living room.
The marriage portrait six years ago mocked her present circumstances. The smile seen in the photo depicts happiness. However, he was the only one who felt that, whereas Zidan was not at all.