Tear Flower
THE SEASON 2 CHAPTER 58
In the middle of the night with the beautiful sparkling moonlight, the air temperature is warm enough to welcome two people are sitting side by side.
A breeze greeted, sweeping away the parents who were only bound to a child.
The baby born from a forbidden relationship is now a very beautiful princess.
"So, you mean Mas Ihsan, Ayana who has awakened you to receive Raima?" kirana asked after a moment of silence.
Ihsan who had been looking at the two of them looked up his head at the star-studded sky.
"You could say it like that, Ayana. You see that at the trial? He should have been able to run amok, channeling his emotions to the perpetrator of his parents' murder, but all he could do was sit quietly. He also said he forgave the perpetrator."
"So great is the spaciousness of his heart, I only help as much as I can. If you don't meet Ayana, maybe I-" Ihsan paused her sentence and carried Raima.
The five-month-old baby whined, surprised to get a sudden movement.
Ihsan got up and fondled the baby until Raima fell asleep again.
The sight instantly made Kirana smile gently. His feelings warmed up to see the baby in the arms of his biological father.
Nearly a year more he struggled to keep Raima alone now getting a good ending.
Not far from their existence, three pairs of eyes watched everything.
Ayana, Zidan, and Danieal, who were sitting in the car, saw their togetherness.
"I didn't know Kirana had a child. Before my departure from the country, I had time to get information that she had conceived and given birth, and the child became a tool to destroy you," said Danieal still looking out.
Ayana looked back and saw there were eyes of disappointment there.
"God's lucky to separate you. Kirana, maybe not the best woman for you. Rest assured that someday there will be someone God has prepared for you," said Ayana withdrawing the attention of her brother.
Danieal straightened his body forward to meet his sister.
"You're right. You know, how worried I was when I heard that Kirana was going to destroy your household through her child?" Danieal sighed harshly, "I can't concentrate and want to go home quickly. Because I know how he's been all along. Especially treating Eliza, even when it came to me she kept in touch with the man" Danieal said, looking out the window again.
Ayana commented a brief smile as she looked in the same direction.
"I hope that right now their relationship can be fine" Ayana replied later.
"So, do you still want to see them?" ask Zidan afterwards.
Ayana was silent for a while until her head in hijab shook briefly.
"I don't think it's time yet, do you?" ask Ayana to Danieal.
The handsome doctor only muttered hm in response.
"Well, then we go home again." Final Zidan turned his car around again.
Before the couple left the mansion, Danieal who had just finished his work on the first floor caught them.
He asked where Ayana and Zidan were going, and they explained everything.
From there Danieal forced to come and they also got a thrilling view.
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Early in the morning, Ayana was again preoccupied with her duties as a wife.
She is preparing breakfast for her beloved husband.
Amidst his activities, a pair of stocky arms extended out from behind and wrapped around his queen belly.
The masculine scent swept over the smell and a warm kiss landed on the top of his head.
"It's been a long time since I've hugged you like this" Zidan said, putting his chin on his wife's left shoulder.
"I'm thrilled. Because nothing sticks to me like this," teased Ayana happily.
Ayana chuckled and let go of her embrace then ran towards the dining table.
Not forgetting Zidan turned off the stove and followed where his wife was going.
Until the action of the chase occurred to make the servants smile to watch it, especially Helena.
The woman is happy to see a woman who has been considered like her family get happiness regardless of the problems.
"Review you well, dear," said Zidan as he continued to pursue Ayana.
"Capture it if you can" the painter countered her husband.
"Well, if I can catch you, I won't let you go" Zidan replied, continuing to circle the table after his beloved.
Not long after that, he reached out to Ayana and hugged her back.
He lifted his body and twisted it several times.
The sound of laughter was buzzing and echoing in the dining room.
The waiters who had witnessed the romantic drama right in front of his eyes also covered backwards did not want to disturb the happiness of the harmonious couple.
Soon, Zidan sat his wife on the table and supported her in both hands.
Ayana commented a big smile while looking up for a pair of onyx in front of her.
Highlight the warm eyes that are longing to radiate giving a sign of sincerity.
Next to the outstretched hand, stroking the temple plan of his loving life partner.
Ayana further widened her smile and cupped her heart's warm face.
"I love you," said Ayana floating a slow kiss on the reddish chewy object of the husband.
Zidan was transfixed, silent like a carving of a newly carved statue.
His eyes flickered trying to resuscitate themselves from the shaking struck.
"Why Mas? Why are you silent?" goda Ayana stroked her face many times.
"Then" Ayana pulled the handsome face of her husband again and gave a kiss on his forehead, both eyes, nose, cheeks, chin, and lastly on his charming lips again.
"Thank you for being faithful with me until now. I'm lucky to have you, honey. I love you," said Ayana excited still by cupping the pianist's charming face.
"Ep... Why are you just silent? What's Mas-"
Before Ayana finished her words, Zidan first silenced her mouth quickly.
Unification also occurs making their heads move to and fro following the game.
It felt so melancholy, eroding every whack grievance.
Events after events that have passed like a movie replayed.
Those painful shadows eroded away the closeness that they continued to lay.
Like a butterfly flying, the pain evaporates into space leaving only memories that will never be remembered again.
Because no matter how painful the incident befalls, no matter what the facts are, it is how destiny goes.
No matter how much the self tries not to accept it, if God's plan has written it down it will come too.
For there is nothing more powerful than to hold fast to the Owner of Life.
Allah is All-Knowing of what is best for each of His servants. For Allah gives the test inseparable from the ability of His servant.
When we are being tested, with such a powerful ordeal, we can be assured that God has chosen us to carry it out. From there, God will also give you the unexpected good.