Tear Flower
THE SEASON 2 CHAPTER 31
"So, how are your three sisters doing? Are they okay?" ayana asked back after a bit of flirting struck.
Smile on Helena's pretty face. His head nodded briefly as he held his body firmly.
"They were so excited, school was the place my sisters dreamed of the most. Being able to study and meet other friends makes all three happy. Thank you Ayana, thanks to your help my three sisters can continue their dream" said Helena Haru.
"Thank God, I'm so glad to hear that. May your three sisters be able to realize sky-high ideals," she replied in relief.
"Aamiin," replied Helena briefly. "Oh yeah, do you need anything? Let me do it," he continued.
"Ah, I forgot to make milk for Raima. No need, you just come back I will prepare it myself," Ayana replied subtly.
"All right then I'll go back first."
Ayana just muttered hm in response.
Not long after that the milk for Raima was finished. Ayana went back to the second floor to give the white drink to her foster child.
The door of the room opened slowly, instantly the sight in front made him fixated. The painter was silent on the doorstep watching their little husband and daughter together.
A smile full of freshness was expanding slowly. Ayana squeezes the milk bottle as the shadow of her late baby returns.
His head was covered with tears to not spill anymore.
"If our son had been born into the world, maybe this was the picture. If he existed it might now be two years old."
"Astaghfirullah, what am I thinking? No Ayana, all have become the provisions above. I have to accept it because this is the best" he rumbled in and lay down on the other side of Raima.
The husband and wife slept with a tiny baby in their midst.
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Three weeks later, a thanksgiving party welcoming Raima's arrival to the Ashraf and Arsyad families was held at Zidan's residence.
The two-story building with interesting architecture was transformed into a warm nuance. Many relatives and co-workers were invited.
They are also happy for the appointment of a child who has now been named Raima Ashraf.
Event after event went well. All guests enjoy the dishes available there.
Not infrequently various pros and cons present as a spice that never separated from all aspects of life.
Although Ayana knew of this, she preferred to ignore it.
"God willing, Ma'am is happy for you Ayana," said Bening who also attended enlivening.
"Alhamdulillah, thank you very much Ma'am," Ayana replied developing a sweet smile.
"Unfortunately not a real child. Aren't you ashamed? Your husband is willing to spend a lot of money to give thanks for the sake of someone else's child." Basima with a fan in her hand insinuated her son-in-law's grandson circus.
"What will our co-workers say when they find out you have someone else's child? You're really well Ayana, shameless," continued Mega who stood right next to her mother.
Slowly Ayana clenched both hands tightly trying to hold back emotions and not mess up the course of the event.
He then grinned at the two alternately and walked closer. Seeing this, both Basima and Mega gasped.
"Not shameless? Do you know what those three words mean?"
Watching the reaction of the two Ayana grinned widely. He then leaned forward right in the middle of them.
"That means you guys are the same, shameless about coming to this event." Ayana pulled back to look at the two again.
Basima and Mega were speechless. Both of them did not expect Ayana to be able to reply to the words earlier more than what they could say.
"Assalamu'alaikum, good afternoon everyone."
Amidst the tension going on there, a person's voice distracts. The attention of the four women of different ages also looked back.
They saw a pair of bright brown beads looking at him one by one. The gentle smile floating on her beautiful face added to the charm.
"Kira?" Call Ayana surprised.
"Kira? Who's she?" ask Mega then.
"Ah, meet me Kirana Mahesa. I modeled for the new product of the company Mr. Zidan and have been working together for almost a month," explained Kirana introduced herself.
"Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Mega, her father's sister and this is Grandma Zidan. She is the wife of the founder of the company Floella parfume" said Mega.
"Ah nice to meet you. It was an honor to meet the founder of the company I worked for. It just so happened that I came here because I got an invitation from Mr. Zidan, and this-" Kirana gave her luggage to Mega.
The woman took it without shame.
"May you like it" Kirana continued.
"Wow, branded goods. Mah saw this," he said showing a paper bag from a famous bag brand to his mother.
Basima cleared his throat slowly and nodded briefly.
"You have good taste as well" he said, making Kirana comment on a smile.
"Thank you very much, Madam. I'm happy to be here, Mr. Zidan looks happy to introduce his little daughter. I am very sorry if the baby is not his flesh and blood. Ah, forgive my guts." Kirana pretended to regret her words just now.
"No need to apologize is the truth. His wife was not happy with her own husband," Mega replied again and again, happy to get someone who defended her.
"You understand the situation quite well, too" Basima later said.
"Ah then let's talk there," asked Mega to pull slowly the model's arm.
Kirana nodded her head in agreement and followed where the two women were taking her.
There left Ayana and Bening who had been silent to watch their short drama. He did not expect right in front of his own eyes the foreign woman insulted him blatantly.
"Who is that woman? Is that him? How could he say that? Well, he's really like a fox. Women are good at manipulating and taking advantage of circumstances. Also, how could Zidan's grandmother and aunt humiliate you? Do they have no heart? Astaghfirullahaladzim," ragau Bening rubbed his huffed face.
Ayana only sighed harshly looking at the three who were walking away. Hearing that snort Bening turned back to him.
The look of annoyed eyes was clearly visible in his nettle bead. Clear folded his hands in front of his chest when he remembered something he had managed to get.
"So, what are you going to do next? I've sent all the files about the two women" he continued.
"Not to rush, I know what to do" he murmured with confidence.
Bening nodded happily looking at the firmness on that pretty face for the umpteenth time.
"They're wrong to demean you. Everyone who has disturbed your calm is only waiting for the time when the situation is inversely proportional. Too bad, Danieal is not here," said Bening made Ayana grin wide.
"Intelligently we hide the carcass will certainly sniff too. The smell will spread sooner or later. God knows when it's time to pay it all back." Sure Ayana gave off a dominant aura.
The person who felt that also developed a smile. He knows that Ayana is currently setting a strategy against those who have demeaned her.
No one can escape the mistakes of the past. If it is a mistake, it will continue to shadow itself.
The squirrel jumping will fall too. That's the language that Ayana likes.
How easy it is to hide mistakes will certainly be exposed as well, just waiting for the time when everything can pass.