Tear Flower
Chapter 121
This afternoon Ayana gallery officially reopened. The painter was serving several visitors who were busy questioning his whereabouts a few days back.
He continued to give an explanation if he was in another activity. Everyone who was there was so admiring Ayana.
The people who valued the art world fully supported the existence of this new painter. They often follow the performances that Ayana does.
In the midst of the bustle that struck, the door of the gallery opened someone. The steps of the guest also greet the hearing.
Ayana turned to the side to find someone she knew.
"Mas Arfan?" call him happy.
Visitors there looked in the same direction. They were surprised to find Arfan, the owner of a famous art company as well as a famous painter came there.
They whisper to each other as Ayana and Arfan look at each other and smile sweetly.
"I think they fit in with each other."
"Are you kidding me? Not just fit them like they were destined to be together."
"Hey, slow down your voices, I think the same."
The young woman also talked about both. Vaguely Ayana and Arfan heard their words.
"I'm sorry our question and answer session has to end here. I have to serve this VIP guest first?" said Ayana turned back to look at the four women there.
"Please, please, don't hesitate," replied one of them.
Ayana nodded slowly and gave a gentle smile. After that he also walked together with Arfan who made the four lovers of painting more amazed.
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"You hear what they said? He said we fit in with each other" Arfan looked back at a glance given the women's conversations.
Ayana chuckled for a moment, "really, what are they thinking?"
The two arrived at a table beside the window and sat there facing each other. Not long after that Seruni served two glasses of green tea as well as sweet food as a companion.
Ayana and Arfan also say thank you at the same time and enjoy the drink.
"Em, your taste is still the same as the first time we met," Arfan said.
"I can't escape this tea" Ayana replied later.
Arfan only nodded his head at a glance and then looked outside. Ayana also followed him watching many pedestrians passing by.
This afternoon the sky was so bright with white clouds fluttering in the wind. Every now and then his gusts would go into the gallery greeting them.
The visitors kept coming, looking at Ayana's work. Seruni was preoccupied with her work to serve her well.
"I'm sorry for what happened to Bella" Arfan said.
Ayana turned to find the man holding his chin up on the table while still staring out the window.
He caught a gurat of sadness on his handsome face. Ayana again took a short sip of her tea and linked her fingers at the table.
"It's unfortunate that Bella can't use her fingers anymore to play the piano. He has to retire early" Ayana said.
"What?" Arfan looked quickly, surprised not playing. "In-he should retire early?"
"Yes, that's what happened. The accident that hit Bella made her ten fingers squashed by the body of the car and resulted in serious injuries," he replied again.
Ayana was silent and did not act until a few seconds later she returned to her voice.
"Did you love him?" just ask.
Arfan silenced his mouth tightly, unable to immediately answer Ayana's question. The good times he had shared with Bella instantly flashed in his memory.
For years they have been in love, in fact Arfan is only used as a tool by Bella to launch the action.
"Ult .. I love her very much. I know that even though he never reciprocated this feeling .. I was always by his side and followed whatever he wanted, which hurt someone."
"She .. was the only woman I dated seriously. However, now I realize that being in a relationship before marriage is a lie and ... God does not give his meridhoi. Until God opened my eyes to see the truth."
"I parted ways with Bella and started living a better life. From him I also became Arfan now," said the handsome businessman at length.
Ayana who had been listening to me said a gentle smile. He understands so many stories that people take to change for the better.
Including himself. He also had to go through the streets full of twists and turns, even to the point of being tempted to end his life.
Fortunately, God gave him a chance to change. Ayana would never waste that opportunity and was about to run it as best she could.
He must have made amends in the past by living a better life and based only on God alone.
"I hope this incident can awaken Bella from her mistake" said Ayana after a long silence.
"Em, I wish I was like that."
"Have you visited him?" ask Ayana again.
"For now ... not yet," replied Arfan, Ayana just nodded in understanding.
A few moments later, someone came to disturb their togetherness. Ayana and Arfan turned to the side to see the pianist looking at the two with a stern look.
"Mas Zidan?" Call Ayana indifferent.
"I heard everything. From now on everyone's been talking about you how compatible you are with each other as a pair of painters, "the story goes on endlessly.
Ayana and Arfan looked at each other and laughed together.
"Yes, Ayana .. do you really accept this man with you?" arfan said as he turned his left hand to the side right where Zidan was standing.
Ayana raised her teacup again while shaking her head and smiling widely.
"Did you know? We even look good together, do you want to give Ayana to me?" tanya Arfan looked up to prank the man.
Zidan immediately took a chair and placed it beside Ayana. Shamelessly he embraces the narrow shoulders the idol flaunting this woman is his.
"There is no place for you to take Ayana. I won't hand it over to anyone, my wife Ayana .. until anytime I'll be my wife!" he said he was passionate like a child who was holding his precious people.
Arfan cengo then looked at Ayana again until the two of them laughed together again. The clueless Zidan stared at them in turn.
"Hey, I said seriously. Why are you laughing?" tanyanya.
"Yes-yes sir seriously, no one will be able to take Ayana away from you" Arfan chimed again.
Ayana was still laughing and trying to hold him back. He did not expect to see Zidan's jealousy like a child.
"So, is this what Mas Zidan is like when he's jealous? Really, I never knew if she had such a sweet side. I-" Ayana's mind came to a halt at once when her common bead looked fixedly at the husband.
Arfan who had noticed it had arched both corners of his wide lips. "Thank God Ayana, you're all right" she said.