Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 59

Hope is only limited to a plan that becomes an ideal. Its existence sometimes becomes a mystery and comes unexpectedly. All these provisions come from Allah to give an unexpected surprise to every servant.

Whatever is His commandment must be best. Follow His path, live what is commanded, stay away from His prohibition, and nothing is impossible.

Pray wholeheartedly, believe wholeheartedly, believe with all your might, worship the best, then the path of heaven will speak. All His provisions, whatever His path, are certainly the most beautiful.

Allah is the Lord of Life who shares happiness after the trials.

Danieal believed, after the trials that came to him he could get good from Him. The intense feeling he felt after the storm, as well as the confession of Jasmine made herself melt.

The clear net was still watching the two women embrace each other. His mind was so chaotic about Jasmine's expression as well as other desires.

In silence, he had already devised a new plan to propose to her. They don't want to be stuck in the wrong relationship.

"Jasmine.. can you, after we get out of here, I... propose to you?"

A firm voice sure surprised them. Ayana and Jasmine let go of each other's embrace and refocused their attention on Danieal.

Jasmine's firm forehead shriveled deeply, trying to figure out the lie in her iris. However, he did not find that at all.

"W-what? Apply?" jasmine nervously realized that Danieal's facial water was very serious.

"Yes, proposing to you to be my wife and also the mother of my children."

"I don't want to get caught up in this feeling that could have been melancholy. Bismillah, with God's permission, I want to complete half of religion with you, Jasmine."

There is no more sincere word than wanting someone to perform the longest service together. Establishing a household based on love for God is one of the greatest desires.

Any woman if she gets that statement is definitely flowery. It's like there are thousands of butterflies in a rebellious stomach wanting to get out.

That is what the painter feels. Ayana who was a living witness heard and saw the statement of the brother could not help but smile. He silenced his open mouth with a crimson face.

Somehow he felt like a woman who was also getting the confession. He quietly pushed the single seat he was in to the back.

He gave them the opportunity to dive into valuable time alone. His caramel marbles rolled to and fro noticing the two people around him.

"Let's say yes, Jasmine. Say yes, I beg you to be my sister-in-law. Come on, say yes, okay?" the whisper can still be heard by his brother and also his best friend.

The two people glanced at Ayana instantly making her chuckle softly. He was awkward to get a deep look from them.

"A-ah, looks like I'm bothering you guys, right? All right, I'll just sit there."

Ayana ran away and pulled over on the long sofa near the entrance. There, he rubbed his protruding stomach while looking down deeply.

"Dear, you agree too, right? If aunt Jasmine becomes our family? Mamah hope there is the best decision from them," she explained communicating with the baby.

Unexpectedly the fetus in the womb kicked slowly, surprising him. Ayana again chuckled happily unable to hold back the happiness.

"God, so you agree too. Then we ask God, that the two men make the best decision."

Afterwards Ayana raised both hands and closed her eyes tightly. His perfectly curved lips expressed his heart in silence.

From now on, neither Danieal nor Jasmine took their eyes off Ayana. A warm feeling immediately greeted quickly.

Both of them know how sincere Ayana is in supporting them to be united.

Simultaneously Jasmine and Danieal glanced at each other then were glued as their two eyes collided.

The heart beat unbearably spread a red hue on the cheeks. As if there was an unavoidable feeling, Danieal and Jasmine both lowered their gaze.

Zidan who had just arrived on the sixth floor while carrying Raima was surprised to find a foreign woman right in front of Jasmine's room.

Slowly he walked over while watching him from toe to head.

Sensing someone's gaze, the woman turned her head to surprise the two. Zidan nodded his head nervously still by looking at him.

"who?" ask Zidan directly.

The woman read the full glare of her eyes asked the young man before her and developed a smile. Wrinkles around the eyes were clearly visible, Zidan could see if he was not a suspicious person.

"Is Jasmine okay?" askalanya.

Hearing the name called, Zidan frowned deeply.

"Before, may I know who you are?" he said again asking the same question.

"I, Rusli... Rusli Mahesa, Aunt Jasmine who is still alive," the middle-aged woman firmly widened the two beads of Zidan.

He then took Rusli to sit in the waiting chair and there they talked together about Jasmine.

Zidan also explained that Rusli's nephew had been living with him. He tells from the beginning of his meeting with Ayana until now.

Many times Rusli could not believe hearing the story that his nephew had passed. So complicated, so steep, and so steep a road that must be taken.

As a mother, she could understand how Jasmine's injuries faced everything alone. She also deeply regrets the wrong attitude and revenge committed by her own husband.

"That's why Jasmine didn't hesitate to take up firearms to protect her loved ones. He didn't want anyone to get hurt" Zidan explained, recalling Jasmine's act of directly shooting Alexa in the leg.

"So, is my husband in prison? Jasmine did it?" tanya Rusli got a nod from his interlocutor.

"Initially Jasmine didn't care what would happen to uncle. Whether it was imprisonment or outright execution, he did not care at all. Because for him any punishment it can't bring back the parents, the family, either."

"There have been too many stitches of wounds that he managed to go through, but it does not rule out the possibility if the memory is still in the memory."

"So, I hope you can be next to Jasmine as the only family left. Because she's been suffering a lot, so. I want Jasmine-"

"Who are you?"

Another voice shocked their meeting, Zidan and Rusli turned to the side to find one figure looking at the two seriously.

Zidan frowned, as if looking at the male version of Jasmine. Their eyes that were characteristic of the Mahesa family instantly explained that it was another Jasmine family.

"I asked again, who are you? Why do you know my cousin, Jasmine?" his bluff was approaching Zidan.

The pianist grinned and then got up from sitting and faced each other with him.

"Are you the other Jasmine family? Where was your cousin going through the hardships his uncle created? Ah, you definitely don't know? How ruthlessly did master Alexa treat her own nephew?"

Zidan smiled meaningfully while nodding his head several times to find the expression of his interlocutor.

"Seeing from your reaction, it seems you don't know. Yes, all I know is that Jasmine has indeed lost her family since childhood. So, now that you're here, I hope you can give her more hope. Good luck!"

Zidan patted the man on the shoulder several times making the owner freeze.

Until one other voice shocked those who were momentarily staring at the doorway of the hospital room.

"What's going on here?"