Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 22
"Let's go Miss the painter, ah... Ayana."
The hoarse voice within the old man behind him was shocking.
Ayana turned back to face Alexa looking at the smile still stored neatly on her old face.
The middle-aged man grasped a stick that was so eye-catching. However, Ayana was reluctant to say a word and let the groove work.
"Let's start the cooperation," said Alexa again walking down the stairs with a few bodyguards behind her.
Ayana followed them while watching the right and left sides. On either side is a long hallway that connects to the other room.
The dark aura became the attraction of the mansion.
Along his feet stepped the smell of rancid from earlier never disappeared.
Ayana tried to find out where the smell came from, but when it was on the second floor the unpleasant aroma slowly disappeared.
"I'm sure the smell came from the first floor," he speculated.
Soon the sound of the door opening caught Ayana's attention again.
He saw Alexa widen the door of a room nuanced pure white.
Bathed in sunlight, the room looked empty.
There were no furniture inside, only decorated with large windows right in front of Ayana.
"Please enter we'll use this room for you to work," Alexa explained.
Ayana nodded then walked in and placed the painting equipment under her feet.
"Where will I paint you?" ask Ayana later.
"You can paint me in the middle of the room. I'm going to sit here" Alexa said again and sat right back against the window.
Ayana nodded then took out a medium-sized canvas and set up the stand.
After that he also issued another brush, oil paint, and so forth.
Not long after that Ayana started doing Alexa painting work in silence.
No one spoke as long as he did the act.
While paying attention to the object in front of her Ayana also tried to focus on the person behind the earphones.
Jasmine continued to tell the location of the room in the mansion.
"Are you not afraid to come here?"
Ayana's movement stops when one question is triggered from the thin lips of Alexa.
It was also surprising to make the painter pensive for a while.
"Eh, you mean?" ask back Ayana pretend.
"You see for yourself it's not what the mansion is like. It's like.. ghost house, isn't it?" Alexa looked up at the ceiling of the room that reflected the shadow of the marble floor.
"Unlike that, I can go anywhere to work," Ayana replied again continuing her activities.
Alexa laughed skeptically and looked at Ayana who was blocked by the canvas.
"You're a really amazing woman" he said.
"Thank you."
After that, the conversation stopped for a while. Until Ayana asks another question makes Alexa a little dumbfounded.
"I'm sorry to you if I ask you this, but I smelled a fishy smell on the first floor. Did you just clean the fish?" ayanna asked him a glance.
"Yes that's right. I have a pet a meat-eating bird. Every day we always prepare raw fish at home, so the fishy smell is inevitable. I'm sorry, does that interfere with your concentration, Miss Painter?"
"No, it's just that I'm very curious" retorted Ayana again glanced at Alexa to paint her face to look similar.
"Your word... You'll give this painting to the nephew. Is he in this house too? I didn't see him before" said Ayana again starting the conversation.
"No, it's been a long time since he left me here. I live alone, accompanied only by outsiders" Alexa replied.
"Better you finish the painting immediately," continued Alexa made Ayana agree.
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"Ayana will be okay?" ask Zidan to worry.
They were not far from the Mahesa family mansion.
The four men were hiding in a van with full equipment.
Not only them, there is one more car behind, namely Bening colleagues who participated in monitoring Ayana's activities in the magnificent building.
Bening who was watching Ayana and Alexa through the camera footage located on the pin of the hijab brooch the woman also shook her head briefly.
"Just calm down so far is fine. Jasmine had also said the location of the room there. If something happens we can just go there and Ayana can run away too" Bening said, giving Zidan a little sigh of relief.
"How can Ayana sound so calm?" ask Jasmine later.
"She has experience with every problem like this. So maybe, this is a new challenge for him. Don't worry too much" Danieal replied. Even though he himself felt the same way.
"We just have to wait where your uncle put the bodies of your parents and other families," Bening said again, Jasmine only agreed.
Back again to Ayana, he was currently walking alone through the room after room there.
Previously he asked permission to carry out the obligation, Alexa also agreed and the old man also resigned to complete the business.
Ayana was forced to use these tactics to launch her action. For now he is lost, for his moon-guest is coming.
He was free to walk to the first floor.
Coincidentally at that time Alexa invited everyone in the mansion to be in one place.
No matter what they were doing, Ayana was a little wary, but this was her chance to find out.
"Jasmine, you said on the first floor there was a place when you were locked up right? Is there another way out of there?" ask Ayana through earphones.
"As far as I know, there's no Ayana. I was just locked up and I sometimes heard there was any room there. So, I'm less sure," Jasmine replied later.
"All right then. I found your place locked up."
Ayana opened the iron door and immediately the manic was wide open.
He could feel a cold, dark aura when he saw the room.
There was an iron chain stuck in the corner of the room, as well as the myriad of sculpting equipment that Jasmine might be used to.
There is a simple bed that every night becomes a tired release Jasmine. Ayana could imagine how tormented the woman was when she was in luxury.
All the treasures surrounding her did not make Jasmine happy.
Whether consciously or not Ayana entered and her hands traced the cold wall there.
Not long after, he felt an object stand out. Ayana stopped and pulled out a small knife from her pocket to make a hole around the bulge.
Until he managed to get rid of the cement and paint that blocked it.
"Why is this like a button?" ayana Mumbles.
He pressed down on the small bulge and immediately sounded like an open door.
Ayana took a few steps back and was surprised to see the two barriers fusing together slowly parting ways.
Such a one hundred and fifty centimeter tall fortress featured another room there.
Ayana was stunned when she watched the darkness welcome.
However, as if attracting attention Ayana was sucked into it. The two feet either consciously or unconsciously stepped in to find out what was there.
Ayana could feel the cold piercing the skin. Until a second later he found the light switch and instantly the light illuminated.
Bak was nailed to where Ayana was silent to see what was in front of her.
"I-this-" His tongue was clumsy unable to continue his own speech.