Tear Flower
THE SEASON 2 CHAPTER 50
"O you who believe! Be patient and strengthen your patience and be prepared and fear Allah for your good." (Q.L. Ali Imran: 200)
Anxiety gets stronger greeting the sanitary napkin after a long time apart. Like the invisible spearhead used to sharpen and strengthen themselves sticking to the surface, instantly destroying everything.
Tears could not be dammed when one figure accompanying him in the room widened a smile. Nearly three months apart they are spaced and time apart, and currently space-time is reuniting.
"You're sober?"
The question kept buzzing in hearing. Ayana tried her hardest to resist the longing.
He wept without sound, letting tears flow without end. It felt like there were too many things he wanted to share, but those pale lips continued to clench tightly.
The figure was then sitting right next to the hospital bed, rubbing the top of his head dear.
"Is everything okay?"
Other questions asked add tightness in the chest. Only in front of her could Ayana be herself.
His strong figure disappeared revealing a crybaby side. As a result, the man next door gave a soft touch on the forehead.
"How can you sacrifice yourself to fight it? You know God gave one life to keep well. Ye know? You scared Mas half to death," he said gently stroking the top of Ayana's head.
"Ma-Mas Danieal," he called out in tears in a faint voice.
"Yes it's me, your handsome brother," he chanted to melt the atmosphere.
"When are you coming home? Why did you leave without telling me and saying goodbye? Is it okay there? Eating regularly? I didn't sleep too late, did I? I always forget to eat and sleep at night. Mas-" asked Ayana.
"You always think of others. One-on-one asked Mas to be confused to answer which one used to be," kekeh Danieal cut the question of the sister.
Ayana chuckled softly still looking fixed on her foster sister who was already considered like a sibling.
"The work there is not yet fully completed, but Mas is working hard to get home quickly. Thank God, you can do it and now it's here."
"Actually Mas heard everything from Bening"
"I really have to do this, Mom. I want the deceased and the deceased father and mother to be able to calm there. The matter of what punishment the old woman will receive I leave her to God alone" Ayana replied with her pale face.
Danieal gasped to see there was still a look of firmness there. He is proud and surprised and afraid of the actions of his little sister, sometimes unexpectedly.
He again touched Ayana's wide forehead a little stronger.
"If you do it again, I won't forgive you. This is the first and last time you sacrificed yourself" he warned.
"I hope so," Ayana said half-jokingly.
Danieal who was about to give a flick again stopped his movement in the air when Ayana turned her face to look at a point on the ceiling of the room.
"I just had to meet my dad and mom. They are very handsome and beautiful, they also say that I do not need revenge and must forgive the person who has hurt us. Since everything already has its own provisions, do you understand what it means?" ayan asked without taking her eyes off.
Danieal was silent for a while, digesting the words of his sister just now. He understood how Ayana felt this time.
It turned out that it was true that the most dangerous was the enemy in the blanket. They blatantly hurt subtly and give so strong wounds.
Danieal took a slow breath and exhaled slowly trying to calm himself down. Far from the bottom of his heart, he really wants to give a proper reply to the person who has hurt his sister.
"Father and mother must have been very calm in nature there, but they also did not want this one and only child to continue to be hurt."
"The meaning of forgiveness is twofold, the first you can forgive sincerely and bury everything as deeply as possible, and the second you forgive it, but the legal process will continue as it should."
"You must make a wise decision Ayana. Because you've started this, so get it done, whatever you're going to do, that's the decision. Because God also will not let someone just without being given a proper reply," said Danieal makes Ayana silent a thousand languages.
An apology is easy to give, but a wound cannot heal in just one second. All it takes time and the process is not easy, especially the inner wounds that often creep into a depression or trauma.
"You also have to remember that there are still many people here who love and love you" Danieal said.
Ayana just muttered hm as an answer with many thoughts milling about.
...***...
After spending about half a day with his brother, it is now his colleagues' turn to visit.
Ayana who could sit on the bed scanned them one by one. There was Bening, the Queen, Haikal, Gibran, and the husband beside her.
They are grateful that Ayana is doing well without any fatal injuries. Everyone also told him not to do any more reckless actions like that.
"If I knew you were sacrificing yourself to get concrete evidence, I wouldn't let it go" said Bening, who was sitting at the end of the hospital bed.
"Everyone is so worried about you, honey," Zidan continued to look at his wife.
"Never do it again. I will prevent it" Gibran said.
"I was really cheated" Haikal said in disbelief.
"I'm sorry, it's just that I can't believe that elder Ashraf can go that far. She-"
"You're wrong Ayana." The Queen's words attracted attention.
All the attention directed towards her made the middle-aged woman comment on a meaningful smile.
"From the beginning you already knew that elder Ashraf would do such a heinous thing, right?" tanyanya.
Hearing that Ayana also helped develop both corners of her pale lips. He did not expect the woman who was sitting on a single sofa beside the bed to have the same thoughts as him.
Without hesitation Ayana nodded her head just like that, and it made the others even more shocked.
They did not expect Ayana's assessment of elder Ashraf to have gone that far. Even Zidan and Gibran as his biological grandchildren did not know the grandmother as deeply as he understood.
"Because from the beginning I get if the culprit is elder Ashraf.
The queen still curled the perfect crescent moon and nodded in understanding.