Tear Flower
Chapter 13
People say regret always comes too late and time cannot be repeated. What happened then happened. What happened yesterday is impossible to change and will be like that forever.
No matter how many tears came out to cry, it would not be able to erase the traces of those painful memories.
After about twenty minutes, Zidan arrived at Gibran's residence. He parked the car carelessly and rushed in just like that.
Hearing a thumping sound from the entrance, Gibran who was busy in the living room raised his head and stared flatly at the arrival of the older brother. He knew that Zidan would meet him at the home of their parents.
"I didn't expect it to come so soon. Just a month, what made you come? Curious because the wife you've wasted is leaving just like that? Or regret letting it disappear. What-"
Not until Gibran finished his words, Zidan hit the handsome face to make the owner look to the side.
Gibran grinned and rubbed the corners of his torn lips. He looked up and looked at his brother.
"Thank you for the good morning" Gibran said coldly.
"Don't you talk, you've been really after your own sister-in-law? You love Ayana, right? Until you search for it without my knowledge, do you intend to seize it? Oh, or have you been trying to take Ayana from your sister?"
"Basar you sister doesn't know it's lucky. You dare to go after Ayana who is still Mas's wife?" zidan nyalang said.
Gibran gave a rough snort and a wide grin, "Has Mas finished speaking? Where have you been all this time? Wasn't Mas himself the one who betrayed Ayana? Not considering him a wife and having an affair in front of him blatantly. Even ... I killed your own son."
"Where's your conscience day, Mas? Now that I want to help Mas find his whereabouts, Mas accuses me of the no-no?"
"Well, since it was Mas who said it himself, I .. will snatch Ayana's mother from your side. No matter where Ayana is I'll look for her. Even though it has to be to the end of the world. Wasn't it just a month ago that Mas said Ayana's mother was worthless? Then I'll take it and make it worth it."
Zidan did not dwell, his whole body was silent as a chunk of ice. He did not expect that everything his sister did for his good. However, what is the power of rice has become porridge, the words that were and also a month ago he said can not be withdrawn.
"Don't I already say to snatch it from your side, Mas? Then until the time comes I will do it as well as I can."
Just this time Zidan saw the earnestness of the eyes of his biological sister. He clenched both hands tightly watching the mocking smile there.
The man who was four years younger than him gave a serious look. Zidan said nothing and kept quiet.
The arrival of a burly man wearing a suit and sunglasses came to disturb the togetherness of the two brothers.
Zidan and Gibran turned their heads compactly towards the entrance watching the man catch his hunting breath. The owner of the house also knitted his brows not understanding.
"What's going on, Dion? Why are you so bored?" ask Gibran later.
The man named Dion took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He felt calmer and walked closer and stuck a medium-sized envelope in front of the master.
His trembling hands made Gibran and Zidan frown. Without saying, Gibran immediately grabbed him quickly.
"What's this?" tanyanya opened the envelope cover.
"My guy found someone who looks like mistress Ayana, but he said. If lady Ayana .. lady Ayana-"
"Mrs Ayana is dead."
As the earth shattered into pieces, the thrilling news was conveyed and entered into the sense of hearing. Zidan further clenched both hands tightly and walked quickly towards Dion.
He clutched the collar of his shirt tight with wide open eyes.
"Don't say no. Ayana can't possibly die, you must be joking, right? Do you want to not be able to see tomorrow, hm?" Threaten him with annoyance.
"Pardon me, sir. I-I just did what I was told and .. My men found some evidence," he said.
Not long after the sound of falling objects attracted the attention of both. Zidan released a grip on Dion, causing the owner to cough several times.
Zidan then looked back to find Gibran's pale face. His two eyes then turned down where there was scattered some photos and also a memory card.
Zidan walked slowly and immediately his bead perfectly patterned when watching the photo witnessed the state of a woman.
He crouched right in front of her with his arms outstretched to take one of the photos. His fingers immediately trembled violently when he saw the figure of the black-hijab woman close her eyes tightly.
The face that had not formed was showing a landing on the right cheek to make the defense collapse. Zidan was very upset about the location of the mole that his wife had.
The blood that adorned his face did not dampen Zidan's knowledge of Ayana.
They had lived together for six years, although he did not care about Ayana's whereabouts, but he knew what her wife looked like.
"Ti-impossible .. ba-how could it be? How can it be like this? THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE." Zidan shouted while squeezing the photo in his hand.
"What's really going on? Why are the pictures of Ayana like that? You're sure he's" Gibran's words stuck in his throat as tears came to the surface.
He has no power to stem the sorrow in his chest and just cry. He then turned the body to withstand the pain that continues to push out.
"From the reports I received, the photos were taken from the southern village. The village is located very far from the capital, it takes all day to get there. One of my men found a woman lying under a cliff in the river upstream in terrible condition."
"After I sent you the photo of lady Ayana, they matched it and the result."
"Have you done a DNA test? Is that really my wife?" Sambar Zidan pointed at the photo still scattered on the floor.
"We couldn't do a DNA test because of the body's unknown identity. Forensic doctors also said the body would be taken to a large hospital for a visa. The situation has also turned blue and swollen, probably before death .. the body was washed up in the river and stuck in the rocks," explained Dion increasing tightness in Gibran's heart.
Zidan was speechless and did not expect to get any shocking information from his brother's man. Ayana's gone, his wife's dead and there's no way he can come back.
The shadow of the last days rests in memory. Before leaving Ayana had contacted him and he gave spicy words.
Zidan hoped Ayana wouldn't return, and now her words are answered. Ayana is gone forever.
"Gurgh!" Zidan growled while pulling his hair in frustration.