Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 39

"Love sometimes cannot be forced. His coming is like a mystery we never expected before. Its existence sometimes brings happiness and hurt."

"But be assured that his existence is a destiny that God has chosen for us. If we are able to go through it and feel the same way, nothing is impossible if happiness can be obtained," raved Ayana again staring forward scanning her work.

The words of the painter just now made him himself chuckle softly. Ayana realized after a few seconds then the words were conveyed.

His head with hijab lowered a short head and again showed a meaningful crescent arch.

Jasmine who realized that frowned both eyebrows, did not understand Ayana's mind at all.

"I realized the words just now were not worth saying" he said.

"Eh? Meanin?" Jasmine was shocked to turn to her friend, waiting patiently for what Ayana was to say again.

Like carving a story on canvas, one by one the strokes of the past, the memories that have occurred, and the shadow of yesterday are clearly drawn.

As the film reruns, scene after scene continues to intersect in memory. Dark notes that should not be opened again in fact sticking to the surface.

Ayana realized there was no truly sincere feeling before feeling something. Because from yesterday's incident he learned many things, if you do not rush to make a decision, because it could be the thing that we think is good even ended otherwise.

Think and meditate first and leave everything to Allah alone to get maximum results.

"As you already know, my love story isn't that smooth. The struggle is not easy, and the many tears accompany each journey."

"However, after so many wounds, happiness is obtained. You believe it, right? Allah is All-Turning over the heart of a servant" said Ayana again.

Her voice receded, accompanying every memory that kept raging within the head of a Jasmine hijab.

He once wanted love for someone. However, all of that is just an illusion and pure desire.

For him nothing can really be obtained. Just a simple wish, but hard to achieve.

Everything is like a dream that only exists in an imagination. His life at the time was no longer his. He was completely controlled by his uncle like a working puppet.

"The lantern of love, can it light up and fly off into space to air this thrilling story?" jasmine's question made Ayana turn back to him.

"Not only the lantern of your love, but your love. You and also the priestly candidate who will perfect half of your religion. Do not be afraid to try and go further, you deserve to be happy, Jasmine" said Ayana again with a sincere smile.

Jasmine also returned her gaze no less warm. Her soft lips curled perfectly while nodding briefly.

Finding it, Ayana has no power to stem happiness. He was happy that at the end of the day, his brother had the opportunity to express love.

...***...

"Have you convinced yourself to express love?" asked Zidan who was sitting on one of the wooden chairs on the edge of the pool.

Danieal who was next to him was only obstructed by the small table in the middle of them also gave a short nod.

"The plan is like that, but after seeing the reaction earlier.my heart goes back chirping," he replies to a cold canned drink in his grasp.

Zidan gave a short chuckle, not expecting the sister-in-law who works as a doctor to have such small guts.

"Have you ever been afraid of a patient? Are they victims of traffic accidents, fires, and so on?" ask Zidan again.

Danieal was silent for a moment at the thought of the question thrown from his sister-in-law. The dark bead looked at the ripples of pond water that were blown by the wind this afternoon.

"Right, but not the victim you mentioned earlier," he retorted to Zidan's attention who immediately looked at him fixedly.

He also did not suspect that Danieal's duties as a doctor ever felt afraid in handling patients. He thought Danieal was a stone man remembering his cold expression that he often showed.

He recalled that when he first met, Danieal's face was no different from a two-door refrigerator. It was really cold with a stare, like an eagle was eyeing its prey.

Especially when it came to Ayana, Danieal could really turn ruthless without seeing anyone. He loved his sister as much as he knew her.

"Ayana, I was once afraid to handle it" Danieal replied later.

That answer immediately made Zidan speechless. He knew his wife had experienced depression and trauma in life.

All of that happened due to the behavior he had once abused Ayana, and misfortune befell her.

Events after unexpected events that give deep wounds in the recesses of the painter's heart.

"At that time I could barely handle it anymore. As the doctor in charge of Ayana, I almost lost my way."

"Just imagine, woman-no. the patient I had considered to be her own little sister was lying covered in blood in her hospital room."

"Yes, the incident of Ayana slashing her own arm really scared me. I could barely breathe and was scared to death. He.. was extraordinary in giving away the terrible events."

"I was shocked and didn't know what to do. However, after gaining confidence again due to help from a senior doctor I was able to deal with it again," Danieal said, recalling the creepiest memories of his time as a doctor.

Zidan was dumbstruck, his tongue was cuckoo, with a look falling down. He could not imagine what the dark day was like when Ayana lay unconscious with her arms continuously bleeding.

"It must have been hard for you, I heard all the stories. I can't take care of my own wife, I almost lost her" Zidan replied.

He rubbed his huffed face and grunted softly neutralizing the tightness that had suddenly come to say hello. Memories that have been two years passed are still fresh in the memory also makes Danieal do not believe can experience the terrible thing.

He didn't want to lose anyone else after Eliza. He wanted Ayana to rise and be able to accept the reality and be patient about what happened.

Now that he can breathe a sigh of relief, in the end Ayana is able to get through it all and regret her actions.

Ayana repented and continued to ask God for forgiveness, for ever defying His destiny to end all things.

"You, Ayana, and I have experienced terrible events. Yet, amazingly God, strengthens our hearts to fix it."

"For that there is nothing you need to fear. Increase your guts to tell Jasmine her true feelings."

"A woman needs certainty and seriousness. Never pull out his feelings, because if the trauma already exists, then the trust cannot return to how it was."

"That's what I've been feeling. It's very difficult to get that trust from Ayana. It took us a long time to finally get back together" said Zidan sage.

Danieal was again made in disbelief by his own sister-in-law. He who knows Zidan as a man is not well amazed at a moment.

The pianist who had once incised a gaping wound in his sister's heart had completely changed. He is proud and happy that Zidan proved himself very sorry.

"Yes you're right, thank you. I'll try to tell you what Jasmine should have heard." Danieal got up from his seat and with a look of confidence his two legs stepped out of Zidan.

The musician was surprised, not believing Danieal had changed in a matter of seconds.

"Hey, are you really going to do it now?" his screams followed where Danieal was going.

"Well, that guy really is." Zidan was not out of thought with the confidence brought by the doctor and his older sister made him continue the intention to express feelings.