Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 81

Truth after truth is revealed one by one. The rottenness of Bagus Prakasa has been exposed to leave a frustration for the community.

Most of them were angry, did not escape the oath of absorbency floated to the man of that age.

Bagus Prakasa, now in the detention house is undergoing examination. He is being escorted so closely considering the number one person in the country is exposed to a major problem.

Everyone in nearby neighborhoods and neighboring areas, hands down to the police station. They expressed all their hearts, some were berating how cruel the past of the number one.

They are frowned upon emotions make the security officers keep the office area tight so as not to riot.

The number of people who came there also attracted the attention of journalists to cover. The news about Bagus Prakasa is still spreading to all directions and becomes a hot discussion.

Some neighboring countries also reported how cruel Bagus Prakasa.

Ayana who is still in the hospital also watched the news while enjoying a bribe for porridge by her husband.

“What old man will be imprisoned?” ask without taking your eyes off the television screen.

"For sure, my dear. Do you think his crimes can just be left unchecked? Of course he can't, he has to take responsibility for what he's done."

Zidan brought a glass of water and stuck it to his beloved.

Highlight Ayana's eyes turned soft, and it did not escape the attention of the couple's life to make the two eyebrows intertwined.

Zidan again scooped a mouthful of porridge and stuck it again to Ayana.

"What do you think, honey?" tanyanya worried, rubbing the corner of her lover's lips slowly.

Ayana was still looking in the same direction diving into the memories.

"Then... What about Hana? Is she okay?"

Ayana's question floated for a moment. Until someone's voice shocked the two.

Ayana and Zidan turned towards the entrance to find the gray-hijab woman smiling.

"As usual, you always care about others. How are you doing now?"

"Mr... Brother Clear?" Ayana is surprised to find her sister coming.

"Thank God, we're doing fine" he continued.

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear it." Bening stretched out one hand rubbing the surface of Ayana's stomach.

The two women commented on the brief smile of letting silence take over.

Until the words of Ayana return to silence.

"Hana... How's it going?"

The same question came back. The painter continued to look fixed Bening who was still faithful to silence his mouth.

The incident that happened to Bagus Prakasa revealed all the secrets that had long settled.

As a child, Hana Tsubasa had no idea what her father had hidden.

"Of course, he was in shock. He was currently still in the white palace. Although many people were coming there, Hana had absolutely no intention of leaving. He's-"

"Why? Does he also include his father's accomplices? True too, the child can also hide the rottenness of his parents," said Zidan make Ayana and Bening stared fixedly.

"It's not like that. The reason Hana could not leave her current residence was because many things had already happened there. I also asked him to move while his father was at the police station, but yes it is... Hana doesn't want to go."

"He said that if he left, it would be the same as Hana being involved in the father's crimes" Bening said.

Ayana and Zidan nodded in agreement. They both understand what happened to Bagus Prakasa.

Ayana fell silent, digesting the words of her sister just now. He could not imagine what Hana was feeling all along.

It was almost similar to Jasmine. They are both victims of an overly selfish family.

Without thinking about other feelings they only attach importance to their own desires.

"So, now Hana's still in the white palace?" ask Ayana later.

Bening nodded briefly and looked at him fixedly.

"What are you thinking?" ask again.

Ayana was silent for a moment, dropping her gaze down. Her pale lips rolled slowly thinking of many things.

"So, the conclusion is the man who sent the paintings to me his own father? Because he wants-"

"He wants to finish you off and make Hana's name stick out to replace you, Ayana. Because the man thinks if you don't then even Hana Tsubasa's dream can vanish."

"You know for yourself that Hana has schizophrenia and she fantasizes about being you."

Bening revealed what really happened.

Ayana and Zidan are again stunned, not believing that the real purpose of the tea party is to eliminate him.

Zidan clasped his wife's hand and understood what she was thinking.

"Don't think much, you should really get enough rest. This is all for the good of our child" he said calmly.

Ayana gave a short nod returning the hand of the husband.

"I was just thinking... Hannah. He had the same dream as me. He deserved to be a great painter, "Ayanas reply to Zidan's views and turn to Bening.

Both men nodded.

...***...

A few days later, Ayana was discharged from the hospital. He deliberately returned to the residence of his parents so that more can be noticed.

Celia so spoiled her youngest daughter deftly. Ayana is very moved and happy to get the attention of her mother.

"Just from today you can't go anywhere without the permission of Mom, Dad, Zidan, or Danieal."

"You have to rest a lot and never do anything else that could be harmful."

"How could Mamah till your baffles go to such a tea party? Oh my God. My head." Celia continued to fumble while stomping softly on her throbbing head.

Ayana who was squatting her feet on the bed just chuckled softly.

"Mommy.here sit. Don't keep pacing like it's iron-rich."

Ayanas giggled. Celia cengo then rushed over to the princess.

He sat right next to Ayana with sharp eyes.

"So, if Jasmine thinks I can go... Can I go?"

Ayana gets more and more excited about teasing her mother when she doesn't hear her sister-in-law called. Celia widened her gaze unexpectedly hearing the words of her youngest daughter.

He also gave a touch of affection on Ayana's wide forehead. The owner laughed louder and hugged his mother, warm.

"I'm just kidding, Mah. Don't get angry I don't mean it," he said with a big smile.

Celia grunted softly and then returned Ayana's embrace was no less tight.

Next to his hand rubbed the princess's stomach several times.

The face of the future grandmother's sumringah was also fluttered to add beauty at her age that is no longer young.

"You have to take good care of this stuff. Don't let that horrible thing happen again."

"You know what it's like to lose a child. It feels.. it hurts more than anything," said Celia Lirih still pay attention to Ayana's stomach.

The painter fell silent, silently diving into the words of the woman who had already raised him a child.

The two caramel beads were glazed, the full smile was perfectly fluffy.

"Yes, thank you very much Mah. I will take care of him with all my heart. I. I don't want to lose a second time."

Ayana further tightened her embrace, hiding the face in the recess of Celia's neck.

Whether consciously or not tears flowed unbearably.

Outside Zidan's room was moved by the sedan. Tears just flowed away making a pair of eagle eyes look at him giddy.

Both hands folded in front of the chest while sighing looking at him.

"What are you doing?"

Zidan turned around, surprised instead of playing to find someone right in front of him.