Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 65

The mystery of life is entirely no one knows. It could be that today is still in the dark of the pain, but it could be that tomorrow sasa disappears and everything changes perfectly.

Avoiding the source of the problem is sometimes the best decision to improve. Sometimes being near the source of pain only brings another pain, harming yourself.

Negative thoughts sometimes come to present an action to hurt yourself. Sunlight that is present during the day cannot take away how dark a test is.

The rain of tears fell in solitude embracing hope.

Accepting a state like running water and enduring the grief of overshadowing requires extra patience to get through it.

Too hard, too steep, the road to take. Thoughts without a future produce fear and anxiety. All of that is anchored on one pause and hoping that time ends just like that.

The confusion within him for fifteen years Jasmine had gone through now gained a common ground. He could see the colors of the world thanks to someone's generosity.

He thought his world was only in misfortune without a certainty. However, in fact, over time, time gives good.

A breeze of wind blew accompanying his existence there. The smell of the sniffed sea is traced to the sense of smell. The waves break the rock into the most beautiful symphonies. The white sand he climbed slowly welcomed his two free legs.

Jasmine closed her eyes tightly feeling the wind crashing into her existence. A second later, the eyelid opens, bringing back a pair of gray irises. His gaze looked straight ahead fixedly.

The sky shows its beauty this afternoon, like out of a painting, the skyline is full of colorful soul-soothing panoramas.

Despite all that, a pair of burly arms suddenly just hugged him from behind. The warmth spread from the strong protection of the priest in the family.

The masculine fragrance welcomed, the strong greeting arched the crescent moon perfectly radiated on her beautiful face.

"I've been wanting to show you this twilight for a long time, baby. How are you feeling now?"

The sound of baritone flowing into the eardrum. The heart is pounding boisterously just like the first time it feels what it is to fall in love with.

There is nothing we can know about how tomorrow will surprise us. The existence of Danieal Arsyad who has never been known presents a matchless happiness.

His figure eroded the solitude with the warmth of his being at every moment.

"Em, Alhamdulillah, my feelings are better," replied Jasmine clasping tightly around the arms wrapped around her queen's belly.

Danieal was relieved to hear it and gave a kiss of affection on the top of his head.

A few days ago, after the wedding the two decided to go on their honeymoon. Danieal takes his beloved wife to a country that has the most beautiful views of the sea and sunsets in the world.

It has been three days that they settled there, during that time there have also been many memories that both took and distributed to the sister in the country.

Ayana envied watching the beautiful natural panorama there. He even nags at Danieal so he can one day bring him along.

The handsome doctor just said yes and reminded the sister to focus first on her second pregnancy.

Given their togetherness made Jasmine unceasingly develop a smile. He is very happy to be part of the Arsyad family.

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that. Also-"A part of Danieal's hand was lifted, went into the crevice of his wife's hijab and stroked her neck.

The owner instantly froze, fixated for a moment.

Danieal felt a wound that was still healing. Her feelings are completely shattered when she learns that Jasmine sacrificed herself to protect her as well as Ayana.

The reason was triggered when they traveled there. Danieal to not believe when he heard the confession himself from Jasmine.

"Why should you sacrifice yourself to protect us? You know, I'd rather die if it could protect you."

Hearing that instantly Jasmine let go of Danieal's two hands. He turned around and looked up directly at her gaze.

"I don't like to hear those words coming out of your mouth, Mom. Because what? Because I don't want anyone to sacrifice himself for me."

Not yet had Jasmine finish her sentence, Danieal lightning-fast grabbed the pink-colored chewy object, vociferously.

Jasmine was wide-eyed while holding on tightly to her husband's two broad shoulders. He almost fell backwards if not immediately Danieal holding his waist.

He continued to wrap his arms there tightly and further suppressed the unification wrought by him.

Slowly, but surely Jasmine was lost and carried away. The moon bead closes the meeting and welcomes the husband's game.

Under the twilight sky with the gradation of pastel colors the two humans fondle each other. Like a private island, they enjoy their own time there.

"You are precious to me, dear," whispered Danieal on the sidelines of his activities.

...***...

After seeing the twilight, Danieal and Jasmine returned to the villa room that had been rented the previous days and continued what was supposed to be done.

Movement after movement impulsivity is increasingly stirring. With the waves still heard, the two aggressively let go of each other's wishes.

The hijab that blocked the wife's white neck came off revealing an internal wound there. Danieal glued and pulled his wife to sit on his lap.

The fingers of the fingers trace the stitches in the right neck with glazed eyes. Clear liquid seeps behind the petals ready to slide at any time.

His view turned to both feet where there were still traces of chains that wrapped around Jasmine at that time.

"How come? How can you survive this long? Honey.. have you ever-"

"I asked God to die. Mas know? Every day is what I ask. Yet... God does not grant it, for this is the answer of all restlessness."

"You-" Jasmine rubbed the temple firmly the gentle husband and gave a kiss many times there.

Danieal closes his eyes enjoying Jasmine's touch as well as letting his beloved wife do as she pleases.

Not long after, Jasmine ended her action and withdrew again. Both hands were still perched on the shoulders of her free husband.

"You and Ayana are the most beautiful gifts that God has given" he said.

Danieal widened his gaze and straightened his body as both hands descended slowly onto Jasmine's back and touched her with up and down movements.

The owner moaned, his tanned unraveling head looked up giving the husband access to see more clearly what the wound was like.

Danieal grimaced softly and for a second then pointed his forehead there by giving light kisses many times.

After that, the gentle movements changed in a matter of seconds. Jasmine grabs the husband's hair powerfully venting pent-up desire.

Seconds by second passed, the unification of the two happened many times. In the room there were only loud melodies coming out of the mouth of the new husband and wife.

Silence is a witness to what the game is about. Dusk accompany keshahduan increasingly tempestuous.

Instantly the night is welcoming, presenting a cold wind that adds to the atmosphere. Both Danieal and Jasmine both enjoyed their union.

Never did the two imagine being able to get such an amazing partner. Behind the events and trials whack there is good that is obtained.

Even though today is still crying loudly, it could be tomorrow to get a smile of happiness. The surprises that God gives are sometimes wrapped in sadness.

Darkness takes over everything, but inside it contains an unknown light. Happiness is increasingly tempestuous, despite the problems faced, two people are united in the holy promise of marriage.

Love also grows as time goes on, both Danieal and Jasmine, they both do not want to let go of each other.

The existence of each other became a complement in his world that had collapsed.