Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 42

Sour, sweet, as a new mother again makes Ayana again overwhelmed. After checking the contents to the hospital, the results also showed if she was pregnant for three weeks.

Star doctors say that the first trimester is very difficult to live. Sometimes there is a mother who must get infusion, because there is no intake of nutrients into the body. Because of nausea that often comes in the morning and lack of appetite.

The star also advises Ayana to bed rest from all her activities and not be too stressed, considering the painter has a history of miscarriage.

Both Ayana and Zidan, working together to become the best prospective parents for their children. They pay attention to all needs ranging from milk, fruits, and various other nutritious foods.

News of Ayana's pregnancy quickly spread to each other's families. Celia, Adnan, Arshan, Lina, and Gibran went straight to Zidan's residence.

They are happy to get encouraging information on the presence of the prospective small family.

The whack of joy was greeted with great enthusiasm and gratitude that could not be dammed.

"Alhamdulillah, Mamah was glad to hear it. You can finally get pregnant again" Lina said in the middle of breakfast.

They deliberately held a dinner together to visit Ayana. At the table is rectangular with many chairs on both sides, filled by the family Ayana and Zidan.

They sat face to face and developed a familiarity with each other enjoying the dishes that the servants had given.

There was also Jasmine eating together. Its existence has been approved by both parties, they are very happy there are new family members again.

"Yes, Mah. I'm also happy," Ayana replied to her mother-in-law's exact opposite gaze.

"You should take care of this content as well as possible. Ah, if need be how for a while you stayed with Mamah first?" said Celia who was beside him.

"Ah, no need to Mah. I can take care of it, after all there is Mas Zidan who is always on standby," declined Ayana subtly, inevitably Celia nodded in agreement.

"Alright, Mamah will often come then," he continued, which was only responded to by nod by Ayana.

Grandfather candidates also gave their tips to Ayana and Zidan so that similar events do not happen again.

They advise Zidan to always be the best husband and father-to-be. Don't ever leave Ayana alone, have to stay by her side, and don't hurt her, that's what keeps saying.

Zidan only understands and accepts all their words.

In the middle of the action of the parents giving advice to the couple, Gibran leaned forward to look at Jasmine who had lowered her head while putting breakfast into her mouth.

"Sir... surely it's not easy not to have to be involved in their miserable relationship?" ask Gibran surprisingly.

"Eh? Whatchu mean?" Jasmine immediately looked up and returned the gaze of Ayana's husband's sister.

"Yes, I mean, just look at that big baby" Gibran pointed at the older brother with his chin. "He was really spoiled for his wife" the man continued.

"He-"

"Who do you call a big baby, HUH?" Zidan glared at the younger brother realizing his tacit words.

Instantly Gibran chuckled while holding a glass of water and immediately gulped it up to the toilet.

Everyone who was there laughed together. They enjoy having breakfast with their family and building a stronger bond.

That warmth reached Jasmine's deepest feelings. How all his life he never felt what a warm family was like.

What is called the cypress family, now he can feel for himself. His moon's eyeballs rolled at them one by one.

Everyone's bright and cheerful face made her smile. Not long after that he was silent again feeling a turbulent sense of direction.

Jasmine tries to let go of the superficial thoughts from her head and joins the family of Ayana and Zidan again.

However, he firmly held all the chaos in himself, still all that could not be hidden.

Because after all, Jasmine had not known for many years what family was. He only knew that family needed each other.

It is like a symbiotic mutualism between two different organisms, but it is mutually beneficial to each other.

However, he is also aware that Jasmine is in a symbiosis of parasitism, in which she is severely harmed.

He is not much different from the robot workers who are only relied upon as a sculptor solely by the uncle. Though he knew he was the one who killed and slaughtered his parents and family.

The pain cannot fade away completely. There would be traces that whenever it could open, without Jasmine noticing.

Just like his current condition, amidst the warmth of their family, he really felt alien. Jasmine wanted to pull over and go as far as she could.

The feeling kept evaporating making him subconsciously rise from sitting. The sound of the creaking chair immediately attracted the attention of everyone there.

"Well, Ma'am? Why?" asked Gibran looking up at him.

Jasmine who was clenching both hands while looking down deeply was shocked. He lifted his head again and looked at everyone and anchored to Ayana.

"A-ah, I'm done with breakfast. Thank you so much for the food, I'm sorry to have to go first" he said, fleeing from there.

Ayana who saw his expression like that again realized one thing, "Jasmine, has not healed completely, indeed" she thought.

...***...

The garden behind the house became his hiding place this time. Jasmine looked at the different types of flowers flourishing there.

The aroma spreads and gives a slight sense of calm.

"What am I doing? Why am I running away again? I'm a total coward" he said.

"Have I embarrassed Ayana? I don't know myself" he said again, continuing to blame himself.

A rough sigh sounded heartbreaking, he looked up at the sky as the clouds slowly moved.

"Magnolia flowers can be interpreted as purity and sincerity in giving love to a partner, but I want to give it to you as a bond of brotherhood."

The voice made Jasmine turn her head back to see Ayana holding out a series of magnolia flowers and walking over.

The fluffy smile on her beautiful face made Jasmine fixated and accepted it.

"Thank you, Ayana. I'm sorry I'm-"

"Shut, there's nothing you need to apologize for. Everything's fine, Jasmine. Don't feel like a stranger, you're family to us" Ayana said sincerely.

Jasmine was surprised with her lips slowly opening. He continued to look at a pair of caramel soot Ayana was fixed to see the warmth radiating there.

He tightened the handle on the flower stalk and convinced himself to express his intentions.

"Ayana, thank you so much for helping me out all this time. Even you gave me a place to stay until now."

"I don't know what to pay you back. You want to help a foreign woman like me without any suspicion. I owe you a lot, Ayana. Somehow I have to repay all of your kindness. I-"

"Then don't reply to anything. I never expected anything back from you, Jasmine. I'm helping you, because I'm like looking at myself and I can't ignore it" Ayana said quickly.

Jasmine smiled when she made it. "Thank you, Ayana. That's why I don't want to keep bothering you. I'm gonna move out of here."

"WHAT?"

The question also came from behind Ayana's back. They stared at one point and looked at one person who was not invited.