Tear Flower
THE SEASON 2 CHAPTER 23

The problems that befell the two lovebirds are still going on. It has been almost a week Ayana did not go home to her husband and prefer to live with her parents or Bening.

The two places became his temporary stopover to forget the flak hit themselves. Child, this time the problem is the presence of the baby who is so coveted.

It was not that she did not want to, but the state of Ayana was much more different than before.

Nevertheless, Zidan always came to his beloved trying to restore the tense situation between them.

As a husband who now loves his wife, Zidan does not want Ayana to dissolve into grief.

The painter who realized that her husband was different from previous years began to open his heart again.

He was not as cold as yesterday and could accept Zidan's existence.

"You're going home tonight, aren't you, sweetie?" ask Zidan who they are currently enjoying lunch together at the cafe near the gallery.

Ayana turned her head briefly and turned to the side thinking about her husband's question.

"I think .. can," he replied later and put a spoonful of rice back in his mouth.

Zidan could not help but hold happiness, his lips curled perfectly while rubbing the food stain on the corner of his wife's mouth.

"Thank you, I'm so happy," she said moved, Ayana just nodded and finished her meal.

About twenty-five minutes later, the couple completed the order.

Ayana and Zidan were at the cashier's table to pay for lunch.

"Ah, it's better Mas go first I have to meet Arfan mas," said Ayana busy with a mobile phone in her hand.

"What's? Arfan?" Zidan was surprised, subconsciously raising his voice.

All the pairs of eyes that were around were instantly fixed on them. Feeling that Ayana raised her head to look around and ended up at her husband.

"What did Mas do? Why scream like that?" ask Ayana whispered.

"You're going to meet another man." The pianist's lips are pursed, loamy.

Ayana let out a rough sigh, turning her eyes panted. "Workers, Mas. Not another man" He refocused on his phone. "Isn't Mas cooperating with Kirana?"

The question immediately shut his mouth. Zidan moved stiffly to issue an atm to pay for his food earlier.

The waiter who was standing at the cashier's desk was trying to resist the smile of seeing the behavior of the princess from the master with her husband.

"The total is three hundred and fifty thousand, the payment is using debit, sir" said the woman in a dark brown beret hat.

Zidan nodded and shortly afterwards received back his card.

"Then Mas left first, do not mess with Arfan," he said looking seriously at his wife.

"What the hell is Mas? Well it's impossible," Ayana replied and then shook her hand short.

Zidan also put a warm kiss on his wide forehead. He didn't care if they were going to be the center of attention or not, which he obviously wanted to show if Ayana was just his.

"See you at home" he said again, rubbing the top of his head lightly and leaving the cafe.

After Zidan, immediately the laughter of the cashier boomed. Ayana who had been playing the phone immediately turned to the side.

"I didn't expect your husband to be such a child, Ma'am," he said later.

Ayana reviewed a gentle smile, nodding in agreement. "So that's how he's really childish."

The woman's cashier tried to hold back a smile, anxious to watch Zidan's behavior, while Ayana looked straight at the entrance where her husband disappeared in view.

...***...

Ayana who was sitting alone by the window was surprised by the arrival of two adult women.

From earlier his head turned to the side and now looked up to see his mother and grandmother-in-law present.

He got up from sitting and wide.

"Ma-Mamma? What are you and Grandma doing here?" ayanas confusedly looked at them in turn.

"Ma-mamah," nervously Lina looked at her daughter-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Already, Mah. We better just go from here, don't add to the murky situation," continued Lina trying to invite Basima out of the cafe.

"Let go! You're not acting like a strict mother-in-law to Ayana. Lookie! He's acting all the more!" Basima said snob.

"We learned of your whereabouts here from gallery employees. He said, you guys have lunch together? Where's your husband now?" ask the old woman again.

"Mas Zidan just left, Grandma. I-"

"Then what are you doing still here?" ask Basmia again.

"Workers? Is that a man?" Ayana nodded her head assuring, "You see that, Lina?" Basima turned to her daughter-in-law, "apparently she was already blatantly playing with another man behind her husband. What are you thinking, huh? Oh, it's worth it that you still don't have kids. Isn't this a rebuke from God for playing with marriage?"

"You've been great playing with two guys at once. Mom doesn't believe you're just coworkers." Basima continued to fumble and looked back at Lina.

Ayana who heard that also directly linked the two eyebrows. His hands clenched each other over the unsubstantiated accusation.

"Sorry before, what need did Grandma and Mom come here for? I'm really sorry, if Grandma thinks of me like that, you better go. I'm-"

"Look! He had even dared to go against his own Grandmother-in-law. How did his parents educate him? No respect for older people." Basima cut the words of her granddaughter-in-law quickly.

"I'm sorry. I am not a graduate like Grandma's grandchildren, but I know what to do. So, I beg you if you will continuously corner me like this better, Elder Ashraf immediately left this place," Ayana said.

Lina cengo, just this time saw her daughter-in-law as brave as now. He saw the reaction of Basima who increasingly looked on him.

The red lips grinned and folded their hands in front of their chests.

"We came here to see you" Basima said.

"I?" Ayana pointed at herself.

Basima just sat in the chair across from Ayana. Both his legs and hands folded firmly looking at the painter's guts.

Feeling an unpleasant premonition Ayana followed him and sat back down on the chair. Lina who saw that also landed herself next to the mother.

"Well, don't add any more trouble. Ayana and Zidan are fine now, we just have to wait. Can't do"

"NO!" sambar Basima fast still looks giddy at his interlocutor.

Ayana begins to understand what is really going on. His fingers were clinging to each other on the table while upholding his slender body.

"Is this a child problem again? How many times do I have to say if the child-"

"If you can't give Zidan any offspring then it's a pity .. you have to split up and you .. can be with that man." Basima gave a strong statement.

"What?"

"MAMA!"

Ayana and Lina said together. They looked at each other in shock at the words that elder Ashraf had said earlier.

"Once again I apologize profusely as Elder Ashraf .. although I have a lot of shortcomings, but I have never played fire behind your grandchild" Ayana said.

Basima smirked while grunting roughly.

"Do you think I'll believe it?" tanyanya ponga's.

"Believe it or not, it depends on what you think," Ayana replied seriously.

The servants who had been pacing back and forth caught the conversation of the three. They looked at each other and smiled briefly in amazement at the actions Ayana gave.

Lina let out a heavy sigh, clasping her mother-in-law's hands firmly while giving a hearty look.

"Mah, stop. Do not constantly interfere with Zidan's household. Did Mom forget? How did Zidan fall when he found out Ayana was gone? And also ... Ayana couldn't possibly play with fire behind her husband, like ... Zidan."

Basima immediately looked at the son-in-law firmly considering the behavior of his granddaughter a few years ago.

"That's because this woman is ungrateful. It was fortunate that Zidan wanted to marry her, he just left. Now she's back even blatantly hurt by her husband, especially if it's not for treasure. The proof is that she is not pregnant yet. She definitely doesn't want to have Zidan's child." Basima's words right about the target open the wound of the heart back sticking out.

Ayana cengo was in disbelief, her ranum lips opened with a widened bead. He snorted loudly while looking to the side briefly.

"Only one would I want to ask you." Basima looked back at Ayana, gasping for a serious look from her.

"What would you do if you found your husband making out with another woman? Are you going to let it go? So, all this time you thought of me like that? Do you believe trauma is real?" Ayana kept showering him with questions.

The two hands that were in the lap clenched firmly, Basima gave a bright look. Her frail body trembled making Lina worried.

"Ayana, what are you saying?" he whispered and leaned slightly forward.

"Why? Have you forgotten how your children and grandchildren behave towards me? If you remember, I miscarried that time because of the planned murder. If I wanted to" Ayana got up from sitting and looked at them. "I can sue her!"

After he had laid it down, he left in front of his mother and grandmother-in-law. Already unbearable, the pain was rising to the surface in the deepest recesses of the heart.

If he was still there, it was feared that those unstoppable emotions could explode at any moment.

The marriage he wanted did not go well. From the side, front, back, trouble came.

Ayana realized behind the household not always happiness that lasts. There will be tests and calamities that come to convince the captain and his passengers to wade through the storm waves.

Just a few steps Ayana left the table earlier, immediately her legs stopped. His pair of commoners looked at the dark bead of the figure that was now standing right before him.

Ayana was wide-eyed, surprised not to play.