Tear Flower
THE SEASON 2 CHAPTER 56

Alone, secluded, secluded himself from the cruel world became his choice at this time.

Muddle of heart, his whisper of crashing thoughts give endless wounds.

Reality is increasingly mature if the self must fully submit to the Owner of Life.

Although the weight of life that must be lived, but rest assured that nothing is eternal. Everything must change with time. Goodness and happiness will come.

Ayana was in a lake not far from the police station. After meeting Basima, he tried to clear his head there looking at the ripples of clear green water.

The hand that was nailed to his soft coat grasped a pendant left by the mother.

He took it out and stuck it forward right in view.

The chain of necklaces that have been rusted and pendulum tears slightly peeling indicates what the fierce events of that time.

Ayana was still watching him clingy and twitching her forehead withstanding the pain.

Bak heard a scream, he shook his head several times.

After that Ayana threw the pendant earlier into the lake making the water ripple slightly shaken.

His breathing was up and down, uncontrollable. Emotions are peaking as the shadow of twenty years ago comes back.

The crumpled film tub of dark memory continues to spin, how nervous the state of the father and mother after burning in the greed of the red boy.

He who had seen their situation was not able to withstand the pain.

Instantly he collapsed, crying again as he squeezed his fingers and hugged him tightly.

"Mom, father, Ayana misses you. Ayana loves you guys very much. Sorry, Ayana can only reveal the truth now. It's all really over, but... but... why does it still hurt?" the silence in the middle of silence.

The wind came flying the trees around. The fallen leaves adorn the lake water and one of them landed right in front of Ayana.

He looked up at the dried leaves while wiping the rough tears.

"After all, I must endure and rise from all adversity, bismillah, I am sure I can. O Allah guide the servant" he continued looking up to heaven, sure.

...***...

At the Arsyad family mansion all the family members were gathered together in the meeting room.

They sat together facing a rectangular table.

Celia, Adnan, Danieal, and their son-in-law Zidan are having a meeting.

"Mama deliberately gathers you want to tell one thing, as we know lately so many events have happened to Ayana. Mamah was sure her mentality was now being shaken, for that... Mamah asks you to treat her as best you can -"

"Be calm, don't worry. Without being asked I will treat Ayana well and also. Because Ayana is my wife after all."

"It has been my duty and duty to make her happy" said Zidan, breaking his mother-in-law's words.

Celia reviews the gentle smile looking at her husband and baby in turn.

"Good then.that's the answer I expected. Hope you can make Ayana happy regardless of the events that come your way. Then, how do you feel when you find out the person who made Ayana's parents die is your grandmother?" ask Danieal curious.

Zidan who was facing his brother-in-law looked up directly to meet.

"Sadness does exist, but after all grandmother must account for all her actions. Especially regarding the lives of ten people and again.many crimes that have been done, grandmother must feel the fruit of her own actions," Zidan replied not a little trepidation.

"Father is sure that behind all this there is a silver lining, we must hold fast to what God has predestined. Our job now is not to make Ayana sad anymore. Because we're the only family he's got."

"Dad doesn't want to lose another daughter" Adnan replied with a nod.

Not long after that one of the servants there reported that Ayana had arrived.

A while ago Danieal deliberately asked his sister to go home.

After spending about an hour at the lake, Ayana rushed home and now arrived at her foster parents' mansion.

Hearing the notification, Zidan, Danieal, Celia, and Adnan rushed out of the room to welcome Ayana.

Just as the woman changed her shoes with house slippers, she widened her eyes to look at one by one of the four people there.

He was surprised to see the smiles on their faces.

"Assalamu'alaikum I go home," said Ayana to shake off the silence.

"Wa'alaikumsalam welcome back home, dear." Celia ran over to the princess and hugged her tightly.

Ayana hugs mommy she continued tightly channeling stuffy in the chest.

"You did it, honey. You really succeeded" said Celia Iirih rubbing her back slowly.

A few moments later their arms came off. Ayana turned to her father and brother and then ran around a little crashing into them.

"Dad... Mas Danieal," he called out quietly in a trembling voice.

"Yes dear, you are a wonderful father's son" Adnan replied.

"Mas proud of you, Ayana. Mas's sister is amazing," continued Danieal rubbed the top of his head haru.

Not long after they let go of the embrace, Ayana turned to the side where the husband was stretching out both hands.

"Mas Zidan," his whine struck the husband.

The couple also hugged each other to share complaints together.

"You did it, honey. It really worked, thanks for being strong until now," said Zidan slowly.

Ayana nodded repeatedly without replying. Zidan also understood it was still difficult for the wife to face everything.

Celia, Adnan, and Danieal reviewed the smiles of witnessing their togetherness.

Now time has revealed all the secrets that have been buried for twenty years.

Although not easy to pass, but they are proud of the achievements that Ayana has achieved.

The night comes, Ayana and Zidan decide to stay at her parents' residence.

After enjoying dinner together, they now spend time together in a private room.

Ten minutes ago, Ayana was lying comfortably next to her husband.

Hugging each other, the two shared the warmth together.

Zidan continued to rub the gentle mane of his beloved channeling strength.

Ayana closed her eyes tightly enjoying each given touch.

"I love you so much, dear," the expression of love came back from the husband.

Ayana muttered then after that received a deep warm kiss on the top of her head.

Seconds by seconds passed, the two still stuck to each other listening to each other's heartbeat rhythm.

The groove of the drop is like accompaniment music to get rid of the heartache.

Until a second later Ayana was conscious and aghast from sleep.

He sat facing Zidan and made the pianist open his eyes.

"What's up, honey?" tanyanya panic.

"Raima... Where's our daughter, Mas?" ask Ayana scared.

Hearing the question, Zidan widened his gaze.

They are too preoccupied with various problems to forget the existence of his adopted daughter.

"I left it to Kirana" Zidan explained later.

Now it's Ayana's turn to spread her nettle bead.

Her heart beat unafraid to hear the husband's explanation.

He pulled up the blanket and grabbed his black coat. After that he put on a quick hijab and rushed out from there.

Seeing that Zidan linked the two eyebrows. He was confused and astonished at the actions of his wife.

"Honey, where are you going?" her tanyanya gripped Ayana's wrist.

"We have to pick up Raima right now!" emphatically.

Watching this made Zidan aware and just nodded his head in agreement.

They rushed from there to Kirana's residence.