Tear Flower
Chapter 125's
Inside the gallery there is only the sobs of a former pianist. Since being unable to play classical music again, Bella tells Elisha to announce that she is retiring early.
Many people, especially those who love the game Bella, are disappointed. Blasphemy for blasphemy has never come loose over it all this time.
Ayana looked at Bella in silence letting the other person cry.
Not long after, he stopped crying again looking at Ayana. Her nettle bead was slightly swollen with a red nose extinguished.
"I'm really sorry, I've hurt you so many times. Now ... I've received her karma" Bella said again.
Ayana again commented a smile and took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Nobody escapes a mistake, but the fault is that the person does something incorrect over and over again. Honestly, it's not easy to forget what you've done in the past."
"However, until whenever you remain my best friend. I am not the most perfect and noble human being either. I made many mistakes and mistakes, even .. unforgivable mistakes."
"I wronged myself against the destiny that God had given me. As time went on, the trials and trials that God came up with made me realize that there is no perfect happiness without tears and pain."
"I .. have forgiven you, Bella. I've been sincere about what happened to us," said Ayana at length.
Bella was more moved to make the clear liquid back in spray. Without saying a word he cupped his watery face in both palms.
Ayana's brown iris scanned every finger of her best friend's fingers still clad in gauze. There's a vibe in the soul watching if it's the only thing Bella has.
Whether consciously or not Ayana got up from her seat and walked over to Bella. His arms outstretched hugging warmly the woman's trembling body.
Bella gasped for the warmth that Ayana gave her. The sobs again sounded heartbreaking as the former pianist returned the embrace of close friends.
"Thank you, Ayana. Thank you so much, I'm really sorry. Once again I'm sorry," said Bella Lirih.
Ayana just nods her head and puts clear crystals on both cheeks.
"Oh Allah, thank you for making Bella aware and .. Thank you for giving strength to my servant to forgive her" Ayana thought, closing her eyelids tightly.
...***...
After meeting with Bella, Ayana rushed back to Zidan's residence. Just as the door opened, she was greeted with a smile from her family.
Right in front of her eyes, Ayana looked at her husband, sister-in-law, both mother-in-law, parents, and sister.
"Welcome back home, Ayana," they said.
The mouth of the ranum was gaping wide, Ayana immediately closed it using both hands while looking at her seven families one by one.
"MasyaAllah, Assalamu'alaikum I'm coming home," Ayana said in a trembling tone.
They looked at each other still developing a warm smile.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," he replied again at the same time.
Ayana silently stared at the warmth that hit her many times. Everything has changed, not like it used to be just wrapped in wounds.
Now when he returned home there were people waiting for his existence. If there used to be only silence, now there is a crowd.
Tears dipped unbearably making Zidan walk forward. He immediately grabbed the slender body of the wife and affixed the kiss many times at the top of his head.
"Why are you crying, baby?" tanyanya gently.
They also hugged each other tightly ignoring the several pairs of observing eyes. Danieal who became one of the witnesses what Ayana struggle in treating depression and her trauma nodded in relief.
"Em, thank goodness you're real husband and wife" she thought full of harrums.
"Ultimately, it is better now that we eat. Your mother-in-law and mother-in-law had prepared it," Celia's timpal made the young couple in front of her let go of a hug.
Ayana looked at her mother and walked over and held her arm tightly.
"Thank you, Mom" he said spoiled.
Celia turned to the right side looking at the princess, she leaned her cheek on her shoulder.
"Hem? Since when did Princess Mamah become spoiled like this? Hey, embarrassed to see your husband," he said, grinning his chin forward where Zidan was staring at them.
Ayana glimpsed at the husband and returned to her position. "Let it go, I want to be Mamah's little daughter" she replied.
"Then Mama will also spoil you." Lina joined the two women by holding the right arm of her daughter-in-law.
"Thank you Mama" said Ayana looking at her mother-in-law.
The three women were also at each other's side ignoring the men.
After sharing the warmth together, they enjoyed dinner. Babbles for light babbles buzzing attracts family attention.
The servants who had continued to serve their masters were also happy to see them. In the end the family of young master Zidan was already in the spot.
Ayana stared one by one the family members who were there. In silence he thanked for the existence of those whom God had brought into his life.
"Well, Dad, now I have a new family. Did you see me up there? I'm really happy. Mamah, nothing can replace your position in my heart, but allow Mamah Celia to occupy the void after Mamah is gone. Father, no one can shift your existence, but let Adnan's father be my protector after you leave."
"Now I also have a sister who really cares. Mas Danieal has been helping me all this time, they. Mah, Dad, thanks for introducing me to Mamah Lina and Papa Arshan, they are the best in-laws. I also have a very understanding sister-in-law."
"Now I have a husband who truly loves me. I'm happy, thank God," the monologue Ayana in mind looked at one by one her family members at the dinner table.
Secretly he developed a smile looking at their familiarity with each other. He has got a real family and a real home.
He does not need to worry about anything anymore, although there is still one less that is, the presence of the baby.
However, as long as they were fine Ayana did not think too much about it.
...***...
The night was getting late, at one of the capital's international airports a waist-long haired woman wearing casual clothes walked alone.
He slammed a large suitcase and his backpack out of the airport. Sunglasses framing her pretty face scan the surroundings.
Not long after that he was silent in front of the airport looking at the long abandoned streets. He took off his glasses, looked straight ahead with serious eyes.
"Eight years have passed, how are you? Do you still remember me? I miss you so much, especially you," he murmured and looked up at the star-studded sky tonight.
Both feet wrapped in heels entitled boots was stepping again when he saw his invitation had arrived. He got into the car and headed for his home.
...THE END SEASON 1...
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