
The meeting between Ayana and Basima was still going on. Since earlier the two women of different ages were still clashing face to face like they were drawing swords from each other.
Ayana and Basima threw sharp eyes at each other expressing annoyance.
A few seconds later, Ayana pulled out a flower-roofed necklace with five perfectly bloomed petals.
He held it right in front of Basima's eyes to make the old woman widen her gaze.
"Does Madam still remember this locket?" tanyakanya.
"Ah, from your reaction, it seems like Madam still remembers it," Ayana continued later.
"This pendant bobble is named namida hana, which means tear flower. That's right, isn't it, Madam?" clearly the painter made Basima silent.
Ayana's memory goes back a few days to where she received a call from the hospital.
Rush he who is working on a new project in the gallery immediately visited there.
Arriving at the hospital, Ayana meets an elderly senior doctor named Abraham.
Through his junior he asks to meet Ayana. Danieal, as the person he appointed also agreed to the request.
Until not long ago the beautiful painter had arrived at the hospital. They were standing together right in front of the mortuary.
Somehow Abraham asked to meet there who made Ayana's fur bristles.
"Alhamdulillah, after all these years I can meet you, Miss," he said making Ayana knit eyebrows.
"Ah, what's the matter, Doc?" ask Ayana directly.
The bespectacled doctor with his head filled with gray hair was commenting on a meaningful smile. He then reached into the pocket of his service coat to get something out of there.
"This pendant belongs to your late mother" he said.
Suddenly Ayana's heart was racing, in disbelief. He saw the wrinkled hand clasping the chain of the pendant firmly.
"W-what?" nervous Ayana surprised.
"That's right, this belongs to your mother, Aliyah. I am a forensic doctor who handled the victims at the time of the Nakazima arson incident. All bodies are immediately autopsied to find out if there is violence or poisoning experienced."
"However, after going through various processes there was nothing, they all died purely from being devoured by the red man."
"When I examined all the victims, one of them put on this locket and after Basima's crime was revealed I knew that this thing belonged to your late mother," clearly Abraham said the discovery on that day.
"Before this pendant is very difficult to release considering the skin of the deceased has been attached," he said again.
With trembling hands Ayana took the pendant in the doctor's grasp.
The look in his eyes was so bitter that the words of Abraham flashed in his head. The clinging skin, the sentence continued to dance beautifully in hearing.
How the cruel events of that day made tears come back.
"Thank God in the end the truth can be revealed" continued Abraham.
After the meeting, Ayana began to find out why the locket could be on the neck of the mother. Until he realized he had asked his mother to buy him a necklace.
The more he observed it, the more Ayana realized one thing if the flower carving was not foreign anymore.he rushed to Bening to find out all the truth.
Day after day passed, the search process regarding the pendant reached the end point. Bening and Ayana get a clue.
From the CCTV footage before the fire occurred, Aliyah had visited the main mansion of the Ashraf family.
At that time Basima said that Aliyah wanted a pendant with her own design.
"I can grant your request, this pendant is ready, but you have to do the task of carrying rare flowers in Nakazima company. This afternoon the plant landed from his native country, I want you, your husband, and eight others to bring it. Because the flower is so rare you have to keep it together. The name is the same as the pendulum in the pendant, namida hana, meaning tear flower. I hope that flower will wipe away the tears in your family." those were the words of Basimah who was caught on the surveillance footage.
Aliyah puh smiled happily and thanked him a lot for his fulfilled request.
After that, Aliyah responded to his orders. Not wanting to lose the precious pendant, he wore it on the mansion grounds.
The movement was recorded clearly through CCTV cameras, how Aliyah put the necklace on her neck until the last speech she made.
"I hope Ayana likes this locket. The boy always whines to buy a necklace, lucky I found this flower design," he said happily.
Hearing those words tears could not be held back. Ayana cries out in Bening's apartment without saying anything.
"So, actually this pendant is for you and that pendulum flower is your design?" He stared at the necklace lying on the table. "However, it seems like it was the last game of elder Ashraf. He deliberately responded to your mother's request to give you the full extent of the tears" Bening said, only to be answered with a nod by Ayana.
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"Your game is amazing, ma'am. I was surprised to find this locket, but unfortunately, I could not accept it. I will return it and give this tear flower to the person who it should be" Ayana said.
"What do you mean?" ask Basima in curiosity.
"I'll have the warden put this around your neck, so that the Madam can continue to remember the deceased and the other victims" he continued.
"YOU!"
Basima again pounded the strong barrier glass making the guardians who stood behind upset made.
"Detainee one eight seven three please calm down. Your visit is over please go back inside."
The female warden got up from the chair and aided by two colleagues dragged Basima away from there.
"Review you Ayana! I should have killed you, I shouldn't have let you roam our family. The child does not know himself!"
Basima kept shouting as long as she was dragged back to the holding cell. Ayana watched that in silence with a flat face.
He grabbed the locket and took it away.
"I thought the threat was enough to bring it all back. Tears blossom, blossom every heart, every moment, every second, and give her the scent she should be breathing" she murmured in her mind as she set her feet away from there.
The tear flowers that Ayana received from the Ashraf family were so flourishing in the deepest fields of the heart. Every time the flowers bloom, the tears will spill.
Pain that continues to come to himself is overflowing no matter how much he is injured. The flowers will still bloom quickly presenting the smell of tears that continue to accompany the wedding.
At any time, at any time, a tear flower will be present and inseparable from the Ashraf family that was given to him.
From the beginning he had been trapped entangled roots of flowers that continued to grow to give wounds.