Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 80

An unexpected event must occur, crashing like a fierce wave in the ocean. Thrilling events come sweeping up inviting endless tears.

One painful scene humbly ushered in an endless point of sadness. Again and again clear crystals must be present as a form of wound in the liver.

Since a few minutes ago, Jasmine was crying incessantly remembering what had happened to Ayana. He was afraid, really worried that something unwanted could happen to his sister-in-law and future nephew.

Danieal then approached and stood right in front of his wife. He gripped both of his shoulders slightly tautly channeling the power.

Jasmine who was sitting on the rank-and-file glanced at a glance and dropped her gaze down again as she sobbed.

"Shut, it's a shame don't cry. I'm sure nothing will happen to Ayana and our niece-to-be" he said.

The head of the hijab shook briefly. "It's all my fault. If only I had paid more attention to her, surely Ayana wouldn't have gone to the hospital." Jasmine grew increasingly weeping firmer cupping the watery face on both palms.

Danieal gasped and rushed to embrace the vibrating body of his life partner. He understood it must not be easy for Jasmine to find an accident happen to Ayana.

"Don't blame yourself, none of this is your fault, honey. We don't know what happened, so don't beat yourself up." Danieal rubbed the back of his beloved heart slowly draining his strength.

He himself was surprised to get Zidan's call if Ayana was bleeding. He was afraid that it would resurrect his past again.

Where Ayana once had a failure and saw a lot of blood. As an older brother who had heard and was in his difficult moments, Danieal did not want to find his younger brother injured again.

It has been enough of her suffering in the past, let now Ayana enjoy her happiness. Even though he was conscious while living, those trials and trials will always be there.

The holding room in the open, the hijab-wearing woman out of there made Zidan who continued to wait for the good news flabbergasted. He got up from his seat and approached the Star Doctor.

With a deathly pale face, between anxiety, fear, and worry he looked at the woman before him this fixed.

"W-how's it going, Doc?" raucous little grandson.

"Thank God, mother and baby are fine. Bleeding occurs due to impact and the rest is nothing to worry about. Your babies are really strong. You're lucky you can still have them."

"You can meet him after being transferred to the ward," explained Bintang and after leaving Zidan just like that.

"Thank you," he let out a sigh of relief and gave thanks.

About ten minutes later, Ayana was moved to the hospital room. There he lay limp with an infusion needle stuck back in his right arm.

The pianist's clear crystal glides free to find his beloved wife helplessly drooping. Both of his legs are running smoothly, approaching his beloved is still comfortable closing his eyes.

He arrived at the single sofa beside the bed and bowed himself there. Zidan's straight hand stretched out, grasping the fingers of the fingers of the fingers limp strong heart and giving kiss after kiss on the back of his hand.

"Darling, it's me. Wake up.. I miss you," raved Zidan, turning to gently stroke Ayana's head.

As if listening to the words of his life partner, slowly the eyelids that were originally tightly clenched began to open.

His pair of clear caramel brown irises showed themselves again and rolled to the right where Zidan had been looking at his consciousness.

"Darling? Thank you, thank you, God."

Zidan again kissed the back of Ayana's hand, this time long and deep, the clear liquid dripped unbearably.

The beautiful painter did not immediately answer Zidan's words and still responded to what happened. Until not long later she slightly rose from lying down while clutching her husband's hand tightly.

"My baby! How's baby? He's fine, right? He wasn't hurt, was he? He's really okay, right? He's-"

With tears in her eyes Ayana continued to give various questions about her prospective baby. The fear of being a mother who once lost a little angel was a crushing blow.

Ayana was scared to the point of seeing the blood pool under her just a moment ago awakening a memory that had long since ended.

Zidan cupped the beautiful face of his wife making his speech stop. That weak smile surprised Ayana.

His mind was really dull. He thought that something had happened and cried.

The sound of sobbing filled the silent hospital room.

A while later before Zidan opened his voice, the movement inside the stomach was shocking. Ayana dropped her gaze down and saw her stomach still protruding.

"He... congratulations? She's really safe?" racau Ayana again while rubbing her own stomach.

"That's right, honey. The doctor said you and our son are fine. Nothing to worry about is all right!" zidan rubbed his wife's head again.

"Thank God, thank God, thank you."

Ayana turned around, sideways to her husband and came back crying loudly. Zidan nodded his head understanding what his wife was feeling.

He also gave elusan on Ayana's back trying to channel strength.

The atmosphere in the room attracts the attention of other couples outside. Jasmine and Daniela who were about to see Ayana's condition were relieved to hear their conversation.

Danieal embraced Jasmine tightly who was already crying haru. He was glad that there was nothing to fear about the condition of his sister.

...***...

Moments later, after Ayana and Zidan let go of each other's relief, Danieal and Jasmine appear.

Ayana who was sitting on the bed was wide. He spread out his hands to welcome his arrival.

"Jasmine." Jasmine." Call Ayana with a trembling voice.

Seeing that, the brother-in-law rushed over and immediately lunged at him. They hugged each other and cried again.

"Thank God Ayana.

Ayana nodded a few and hugged the slender body of her sister-in-law tightly.

A few moments later, the two let go of each other. Their eyes met each other talking through warm eyes and suddenly a slow twitch was triggered.

Jasmine wiped the tears on the beautiful face of the sister-in-law, and vice versa.

"Thank God Ayana" said Jasmine again.

"Em, thank God, thank you," retorted Ayana weakly.

Jasmine retreated a few steps back to give her husband a chance to meet Ayana.

Danieal gave a soft touch on the forehead of the sister and laughed when he saw Ayana was fine.

He hugged her tightly, saying, "don't do anything else that puts you in danger. Do you understand?" his movements.

Behind her queen stomach, Ayana only nodded at a glance. Danieal let go and saw his sister's stomach still look the same.

"Is my nephew okay?" tanyanya.

"Of course, said the doctor's nephew Mas very strong," Ayana replied proudly.

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that. Next time do not do anything that could harm you. Understood?" danieal again.

Ayana chuckles and just says it.

"Okay, I get it."

"Basic naughty!" Danieal again gave a flick on his forehead which this time was quite tight.

Ayana complained of pain and rubbed her forehead slowly.

Zidan came over and gave a deep kiss there. Not only was Ayana surprised, but Daneial and Jasmine were wide-eyed.

The two did not expect Zidan to be able to behave sweetly right in front of them.

"No need to be surprised like that. You're the same, too" he said sitting right beside Ayana looking at the two.

They laughed and forgot for a moment what happened.