Tear Flower

Tear Flower
THE SEASON 2 CHAPTER 13


No one knows what the future will be like. Whether it is better or not, everything remains a mystery.


Kirana still stared fixedly at Danieal in silence. His body froze to find the astonishing fact.


Ayana who had been watching him was aware of something. If that woman still cares about her sister.


“You don't have to worry, Kirana. Mas Danieal will be fine,” he explained.


Kirana also realized from daydream and faced the table again. He tried to ignore what was happening and remained calm in silence.


He was afraid that Danieal would go to the hospital again after eating shrimp. Because of this terrible event he had experienced at that time.


Silently, a pair of beads noticed what was going on at the dinner table. Since Kirana's presence to her house again, Celia was surprised instead of playing.


Especially when he knew if the woman came with his daughter-in-law. It is getting less and less because the memory of the past years perch in memory.


“Oh yes, I heard Mas Zidan likes crabs a lot, right? Here let me open it for you,” Kirana said sliding her own plate to reach the big crab in front of her.


However, before her hand reached the food, Ayana first clasped her arm firmly.


The owner looked up to make the eyes of the two women look at each other.


“Let me serve him.” A meaningful smile was sparked in the cleft lip of Ayana ranum.


“It's okay, it's as a form of respect for the boss. I'm good at it,” said Kirana did not want to lose.


He tried to release the arm in Ayana's grasp making it pull each other.


“Ah, Kirana is not necessary. I've eaten a lot just now,” said Zidan broke the spark of competition from them.


“Em, fine then. Next time I'll do it for you, Mas.” Kirana looked at the superiors fixedly by developing a wide smile.


Ayana pulled her hand again and watched the woman in silence.


“Wait! Mas's? You call Aunt's daughter-in-law that? Aunt hear you guys work together, shouldn't you respect your coworkers?” cerca Celia on Kirana.


Before the woman answered question after question from the friend's mother, Zidan had already fulfilled her.


“I told him, Mah. I think Kirana is already familiar with Mamah, Dad, and Danieal you could say she is also part of the family, right? So it's better to relax, do not need to be formal, especially if outside the office,” explained Zidan makes all attention leads to him directly.


Being the center of attention, the businessman also looked at them one by one. He did not understand and wondered what was really going on there.


“Ke-why ka-kalian me-“


“Ah, have you guys finished eating? Zidan, do you want to accompany Daddy to play chess?”


Adnan released the tension at the dinner table as he got up from sitting and looking closely at his daughter-in-law.


Zidan gasped and nodded nervously. He got up from the chair and patted Ayana on the shoulder briefly and followed where her father-in-law went.


...***...


After enjoying dinner together, Ayana helps the housekeepers to clean the table.


Seeing this, Kirana followed him and made Danieal and Celia surprised. Because as long as they knew the woman, she was never what she is now.


Celia also pulled Danieal into the living room and sat side by side there.


At first glance Danieal turned his face to the right where there his sister and former fiancee were together.


He turned to the mother who was giving serious eyes.


“What does Mamah also feel that?” Celia nodded quickly. “What do Mom think?” ask Danieal later.


“You remember? When Eliza just got accepted into college?” Danieal nodded briefly.


“He was caught cheating on you with your sister's boyfriend, right? What was Eliza doing at the time? They remain friends, and your sister instead says she wants him to be her brother-in-law?”


“Yes Allah, Mamah to not believe your sister has a heart as good as that. He did not realize it had been used by his own friend.”


“Kirana .. she's a manipulative woman. Mamah was sure, at that time Eliza also ate his words. How could he trust the same person after the betrayal happened?” cerocos the mother without pause.


Danieal listened well waiting until Celia finished talking. He saw the woman who had given birth folded her hands in front of her chest while breathing up and down.


“What is Mama not aware of? Ayana is like that too? She ... returns to the man who has truly betrayed her.” Danieal reminded her to make the folds of the mother's hand fade.


“Yes-yes, it's different, Zidan has really shown his sincerity, while Kirana? Did he ever show any guilt?” ask Celia back, Danieal looked down into the memories that had been passed.


“Not at all, even when we were in contact, she-“


“She often doesn't care about you, does she? Lucky at that time you were just engaged, how about getting married? Oh, Mamah did not think what would happen.” Celia repeatedly shook her head to shake those thoughts.


“Em, whereas I really love her,” muttered Danieal fused fingers tightly together.


Celia was fixated on hearing faint words coming from the son. As a mother, she was deeply hurt to see her son slumped by someone.


At that moment, after learning that Kirana had left the country of birth without a word, Danieal was devastated.


He tried to contact her, but her number was off. He tried to search the airport, asking the officers to see the names of the passengers.


However, strangely none of Kirana's names were listed. He was increasingly not careless, when his feelings were increasingly passionate for the woman.


Dear thousand dear, Kirana went carrying her feelings.


From then on Danieal closed his heart to all women and focused more on work.


The chants of piano keys echoed all the way to the room. Kirana who had just come out of the bathroom, was fixated on hearing it.


The footsteps led him to the living room, where there was a classical musical instrument right in front of a large window.


There he found the boss with his wife sitting together. They look happy with laughter.


“Wait! Looks like I'm no stranger to this song and also that face -“ Kirana paused her sentence and reached into the pocket of jeans.


He took out a smart object in it and clicked on the search engine affixed the name of the businessman there.


Instantly the first page he saw showed the complete profile of a Zidan Ashraf.


“Ja-so him? A pianist and a businessman? Well, it's worth his face is not foreign, it seems I've seen him in-“ while chattering his thumb scrolling web by web there.


Until his eyes stopped on one of the titles attract attention.


“True he had a concert in country Z. Has he been in a scandal too? This is very interesting,” muttered and then reviewed a meaningful smile.