Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 4
In one of the luxury residences on the north side of the capital, an elderly man kicked down a powerful table.
His voice echoed in the room that was only illuminated by a yellow light.
The minimal lighting showed a powerful figure facing two tall, burly men in front of him.
He who sat in his great chair until he got up, stared hard at them.
He also threw a cigar that had been sucked into one of the two men.
"What are you guys doing, HUH?" his bluff held back anger.
"Why did you lose that woman? You're not good at taking care of just one woman. Even he doesn't have any power at all, how can you?" The man paused his words walking out of the table and approaching them.
One of the men at his side gave a stick with the head of the snake widening its mouth.
The powerful man accepted and stomped him to the floor giving a voice echoing quite strongly.
"Do you want to end up tonight?" his question was pecking the head of the snake on his stick into the chests of the men.
"No sir, we're sorry. We've lost a young lady" replied one of them.
"We didn't accidentally let her escape" the other one said.
"Omong empty."
The old man immediately thrust the tip of his pointy stick into the legs of his two men.
They screamed in pain for forgiveness.
"Clean them," continued the ruler made the people on the right side of his left immediately drag the two men.
They cried out for mercy that was not heard by him.
He grinned widely with his eyes straight ahead as if anything could be destroyed with just his gaze alone.
"Jasmine, how dare she-" growled at her gritting her teeth.
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"I ran away from home because I couldn't stand being forced to do things I didn't like."
"They forced me to work and work without giving me a chance to rest. Even-" Jasmine held back tears as she told what she was going through.
"Even they almost harassed me. Luckily I was able to escape from his entanglement, my circumstances now explain what happened. I-"
Jasmine had no power to hold back the cries and decided the story just like that. He cried so badly, the sobbing sounded heartbreaking making Ayana pat her shoulder softly many times.
"Shut, if it can't be continued. I. I understand what has happened to you. For a while you can stay here. Because my gallery is safe from any distractions" Ayana said.
Jasmine gave a short nod and then looked up to Ayanas gaze again.
From his gaze, Jasmin was so admiring of Ayana's figure. He did not expect to see and meet directly with this famous painter.
Without any words thrown, the clear liquid fur by mouth continues to slide freely on the cheeks. Jasmine tried to endure it, but it could not be done.
"Don't hold it, if you want to cry. No one forbids, convey all your pain through crying" Ayana said.
Getting support, Jasmin cried so badly that all pent-up emotions erupted. Seruni who witnessed it also took pity for the terrible incident to befall the woman.
He did not want to make the mother of his job worried. However, Seruni insists on being with them in the gallery and helping whatever she can, but Ayana does not allow and forces her to stay home.
Getting coercion from his superiors, inevitably Seruni followed his request and now in the room there was only Ayana and Jasmine.
"Do you want to tell me everything now? I know you must have felt awkward... Because there is a Seruni here, right? As long as you know she is a good woman, it is impossible to say anything that is not her spirit. So-so"
"Yes you're right. I'm a little worried about that woman, sorry," Jasmin quickly cut.
Ayana smiled and held her hand again.
"It's okay, I get it. I can feel all the worry you are feeling. Because-"
"Hows it? How can you feel what I'm feeling? I almost raped Ayana. Their hands even-"
"Shut, calm down Jasmine. Those people aren't here anymore, you're safe with me." Ayana cupped her shoulders tightly while shaking her slowly.
Jasmine who had initially lowered her head while cupping both hands looked up in the eyes again with a pair of clear beads in front of her.
"Don't be afraid, everything will be fine," Ayana said calmly.
As tears rolled again, Jasmine cried back to recall the event that had just happened.
At about half-seven p.m., Jasmine, who was in her room working on another project, was surprised by the arrival of three men.
They smiled with interest looking at him from top to bottom. Jasmine who was standing face to face with her object retreated knowing the foul intent.
Not long after, they started to launch the action. The two men held Jasmine's right-left hand while the other man stroked her slender body to remove the clothes she was wearing.
Jasmin shouted loudly, asking them to stop. With tears he tried to release the grip of the men.
He bit the hand of one of them and kicked the man in front of him. He then slammed his work tool that hit one of the three.
Getting a crack, Jasmine blurred from the magnificent dark-colored building as quickly as possible. Without thinking about anything he continued to run away from the house that had given his grief.
He took a taxi to escape further, but unexpectedly the three men were chasing him.
After about forty minutes passed, Jasmine asked the taxi driver to drop her off. He paid for it using a diamond ring around his ring finger.
The taxi driver who realized that the price of the ring was very high also smiled widely. He did not care where the young woman went and immediately gasped away from the location.
Jasmine ran back and was terrified, she fell into a puddle of water and then immediately rose to continue her blurred action.
Until he stops at Ayana's gallery and they meet each other.
The painter was shocked, not expecting to hear all the barrage of events befalling Jasmine.
He rubbed his back repeatedly while continuing to give words of encouragement. Ayana really felt what Jasmine was feeling.
"I've been in your position, Jasmine. So, I understand what you are feeling," Ayana replies developing a gentle smile.
Jasmine who heard and saw Ayana's expression was shocked. It is not believed that women who already have works everywhere also have a dark past.
He nodded while staring fixedly at Ayana who still gave the crescent moon arch full of meaning.
"I can't believe behind her sweet smile were tears full of wounds" Jasmine's mind was suffocated.