Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 6
Day after day passed, during which time Jasmine continued to live in Ayana's gallery. He refused when the painter offered him to rent out a place to live.
He told Ayana not to bother helping him get that far.
He is happy to only get a place to unwind, especially Ayana also allows him to work in the gallery.
Ayana also bought a lot of clothes. Jasmine who was treated so well, felt bad continuously getting sincerity from him.
That's why he insisted on working in the gallery to repay Ayana's services, even though the painter expected nothing.
Two weeks passed, Jasmine was very agile to help Ayana in completing her paintings. The basics that the painter never got from self-taught learning were obtained from Jasmine.
"I used to study art, so I was quite familiar with the world" she explained as she poured various colors into place.
Ayana who was still busy with orders turned her head briefly and faced the canvas again.
"Is that so? Well, you must be an art student who is valued by many people. You are beautiful, kind, friendly, there must be many who are your friends" Ayana said.
Hearing that Jasmine only gulped, her life was not as beautiful as the painter imagined. He just smiled wryly without any intention of replying to Ayana.
Finding the silence of the interlocutor, the painter stopped his activities. He turned to his left side and realized something unusual.
"Jasmine?" Call slowly.
"Ah, can I get a canvas too? I want to paint like you," he said, shifting the spirit of the conversation.
Ayanas instantly realized that there was still a secret Jasmine was hiding. However, before the woman was willing to explain herself, she couldn't just force it.
"Well, I'll get it ready for you."
Ayana also brought a canvas holder and placed the object there. He also gave a round wooden chair, so that Jasmine was comfortable doing her activities.
"Before that you use this first." Ayana showed a white apron with the initials G at the end.
Jasmine looked at the initials fixedly inviting the attention of the owner.
"Ah, I do like that initial. So, always put him everywhere" Ayana explained made him aware.
"Is that so? Then why every painting you always use a white dress, even to this apron as well. Isn't cleaning it really hard?" jasmine asked as she tightened the apron strap behind her back.
Ayana who sat in her chair again developed a smile and saw her white abaya was full of splashes of oil paint.
"Because I like to see traces of this colorful oil paint on my clothes. Somehow giving it its own satisfaction, as if I could feel my existence. It may sound strange, but after that terrible thing happened I tried to concern myself with painting."
"It's like I have my own life full of hope. I can create my own world, which is full of pleasure in it."
"Ah, sorry.. I'm so much talk again," Ayana said unknowingly.
Jasmine shook her head briefly and re-developed both corners of her ranum lips.
"Eung~ no Ayana. I'm glad to see how enthusiastic you are, which I can never feel." Jasmine sighed violently and looked up.
"If I could fly free like you, it would be fun. Aren't you?" He looked back to surprise Ayana.
"Ah, yes, of course you can also fly freely. Confident and confident and hang everything on the Above" said Ayana again who only answered a nod by Jasmine.
"What is behind Jasmine's name? He's been in the gallery for two weeks now, and I haven't found anything about him. Sorry Jasmine, I need to find out about you in order to help you," Ayanas mind continued her work.
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About a month passed, this morning Ayana visited the residence of her parents with Raima.
Just now he stepped foot in his arrival has been welcomed by his father, mother, and also his adoptive brother.
Celia directly carried Raima who kept calling her granny. It was with pleasure that the middle-aged woman also gave a kiss on her beautiful face.
Ayana followed the four to the dining table. There they ate together while enjoying small talk.
"Where's your husband? She's not coming?" ask the father.
"No Dad, Mas Zidan is busy doing the exercises. Doctor Haikal said there was a big concert in the city next month, and Mas Zidan was invited" Ayana said, adding a spoonful of rice to her mouth.
"Thankfully, it must not be easy to stabilize the work in addition to having to be a musician. He has to focus on one," Celia chimps later.
"You're right, now the company has been taken over by Gibran. Mas Zidan just wants to focus on being a pianist" replied his daughter again.
"Thank God I'm happy to hear it, but Haikal? He was really multitalented," Danieal said answered a nod by Ayana.
They continued to eat breakfast while responding to Raima who had started talking. Although not yet understood, but it became his own anxiety for his family.
After eating together, Ayana was changing clothes Raima in the family room was exhausted by the spillage of vegetable soup.
In the midst of his busy life, suddenly Danieal came to replace the television channel that is now airing amazing news.
"Well, the rich must be confused. His heir disappeared for almost a year" the doctor said, enjoying potato chips.
"It must be very difficult, the problem of the rich is indeed a lot," retorted Ayana who was almost finished pairing new clothes on the beloved princess.
"That's right, just look at those people to the point of crying. Whether it's a real or fake cry," Danieal said, again, continuing to include snacks with salty imagery.
"Yes them" Ayana stopped her speech as she looked at the portrait of the woman that was plastered real on the screen.
His innate bead widened perfectly with words stuck in his throat.
"We beg the person who found our heirs, contact us immediately. We lost him so much" said one of the middle-aged women on television, showing a photograph of the intended heir.
His face was filled with the eyes of someone who had truly lost.
Feeling the silence of his sister, Danieal turned to the side and was surprised to see the expression he was making.
"W-Well? Oyyy." Oh, Ayana." Call her while pointing at Ayana's right arm a little strongly.
"Ah." He suffocated and turned to his brother still widening his gaze.
"What's? What's up?" ask Danieal curious.
"The heirs are now in my gallery, Mas," he said nervously.
"WHAT?" Danieal screamed so loud that Raima was shocked and just cried.
Hurriedly Ayana carried and cuddled Raima, calming her down. He still could not believe seeing the news that led to Jasmine.
He was really shocked and in disbelief.
"So, what did he mean at that time. If he... wanted to fly free, had he been in brackets all this time?" racau Ayana's mind.
In a different place, Jasmine was busy making things from earlier. He didn't know that everyone was looking for him out there.
The origin of Jasmine Magnolia Mahesa was revealed slightly. Who, where, and what his life will be like from now on.