Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 45
"Have you come?"
The question that came welcoming his existence instantly froze itself.
Jasmine pensively could not believe watching one figure inhabiting the room greet warmly.
Bathed in the sunlight his silhouette looks charming.
Jasmine was silent for a while as she watched all of that. The one who managed to pull him out of the darkness, the one who showed him the colors of the world was extraordinary.
He went slowly to prove that it was real. Smiles expand as their gazes meet.
"W-Well? Why are you here? Didn't the doctor say for bed rest?" jasmine asked confusedly.
Ayana also smiled broadly as she stepped forward to stand right in front of Jasmine.
"I deliberately came after you asked permission to use this room. Since the nausea and dizziness had also been somewhat reduced, I decided to come. Moreover, there was something I wanted to ask," he explained.
Jasmine must have understood and got the truth from the words of Seruni earlier.
He then moved to a table in the corner of the room and stood there while removing his luggage from his shoulder bag.
"What do you want to ask, An?" he continued to call Ayana with a name that only he used.
The sound of the painter's flatshoes echoed there. He drew closer to Jasmine with a perfect crescent arch.
The distinctive aroma emanating from the body of the friend spreads to the sense of smell.
On the first day they met, the magnolia blossoms surprised him.
Amidst the fear and flutter that was crashing, Jasmine was stunned for a moment. He could not believe that he could smell it from the person he had met for the first time.
In accordance with the middle name given by the late father and mother, Jasmine often smelled the scent of the flower in the mansion.
Still wet in memory how his parents often give magnolia flowers as decoration in the room or room around.
They were very pleased with the little petals behind the fragrance that there was a soothing meaning.
As a symbol of the sincerity of love, that is what his father and mother said also at that time.
"Honey, the beautiful princess Mamah, if one day you fall in love with a prince, then the feeling is full. Never deny or remove the love in your heart. Because when your heart says love to him, that's what you really feel."
"If I don't like it?"
"Then your heart will speak uncomfortably. Little princess Dad, you deserve a prince who really loves you. Give this flower as a symbol if you love it too."
"Jasmine will give this flower to Mom and Dad."
"Eh? Why?"
"Because Mom and Dad are two very.... Jasmine love and love."
"Owh, your son is adorable."
Both her parents hugged their beautiful daughter tightly. The three embrace each other with a fluffy smile on the charming face.
In the middle of the flower garden in the mansion, the little family spent time together lovingly.
No one bothers the three and only they are there.
That was the brief memory that suddenly perched. Jasmine pensively dived into the crystal stone on the table.
"Jasmine... Jasmine. - hey Jasmine." Ayana shakes her best friend's narrow shoulders repeatedly.
A second later Jasmine gasped straight at the short side and returned to her starting position.
"What are you thinking?" ask Ayana curiously.
Jasmine reviewed a knotty smile and rubbed the crystal stone gently.
Ayana was dumbfounded briefly, understandably at what Jasmine felt. It is not easy to accept the fact of many years of being hidden.
Many events beyond the predictions are surprising when the truth is revealed.
"Do you want to ask me why I turned down Danieal that day? It seems like without me even mentioning the answer, you already know," said Jasmine sat down and began her work.
He then told Ayana to sit beside him, "it is not good for pregnant women to stand." That's what Jasmine said.
Ayana complied and sat down right next to her.
The caramel eyeball focused on every sculpture that Jasmine had given the stone.
A slow sigh rang out, Jasmine simply rolled her eyeballs at a glance without saying anything.
"You're right. I already know the answer. Love cannot be forced, but Jasmine, may I ask again?"
His head in the ash-hijab nodded at a glance.
"Have you ever admired Danieal a little?"
The movement on the crystal stone stopped. He who was shining the surface was silent for a while before continuing.
Seeing the gurgle, both corners of the painter's ranum mouth curved perfectly. Ayana believes there is still a chance for her brother to be able to get Jasmine.
It just takes time, he thought sure.
"I don't know," Jasmine replied briefly and continued her work again.
"If you've ever felt that way and your heart agrees with it, it means the real feeling, Jasmine. When the heart speaks, that's what you're feeling."
Ayana's words just came back as a surprise. A moment ago, the memory of what his parents said was heard from the mouth of the friend.
He froze with a straight look down.
"How come? How could Ayana say the same thing as mama? Who is Ayana really? She...really a lot of surprises," Jasmine's monologue in mind.
"Sometimes the mind says no when the heart says otherwise. The self sometimes also often betrays, the heart and mind are often out of sync."
"The ego influences who wins the mind, while the heart says otherwise. We want what, but what we get. Because sometimes the ego is overpowering. I'm sorry Jasmine, I don't mean to advise you or impose your will, but...is there no harm in not opening your heart to do new things?" ayana at length.
This made Jasmine look over. His gaze fell on Ayana's wrist where there was a circular bracelet made.
He took off his gloves and clasped his left arm.
"Is that what you think too? When your mind rejects the existence of mas Zidan again..Your heart says otherwise?" Jasmine raised her head in gaze again with Ayana.
Undaunted the painter nodded briefly.
"Right, that's what I do. You know how many times I've turned down Zidan? I even gave her a divorce complaint. However, thanks to the earnestness given mas Zidan the result my heart won all selfishness in itself," explained Ayana again surprised Jasmine.
He never knew what kind of complicated household that Ayana had passed.
However, he could feel how complicated and painful all of that was.
The evidence of Ayana's physical being a silent witness to the pain never occurred.
"So, Jasmine-" Ayana returned the grip of her hand no less tightly.
"You must not lose by negative thoughts that continue to bully. Give your heart a chance to take over. Because there's nothing more honest than a gall in the chest. I'm sure there will be good accompanying," explained Ayana again advising.
Jasmine simply nodded briefly and went back to commenting on the knotty smile. He is very happy to be reunited with someone who provides motivation into his life.
Ayana hugged him tightly rubbing the slender back repeatedly.
"I want to see you happy, Jasmine," said Ayana again softly.
Jasmine was dumbstruck, shocked to hear a request from someone expecting the happiness she never got from anyone.