Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 89
There will be time to get back together. Life continues to spin like a wheel.
No one can stay at one point while the clock is still running fulfilling its duty as a reminder of time.
Anything can change, times will change, whether it gets better or vice versa.
Happening events provide valuable lessons. Every human being must be tested with their own abilities.
Allah cannot bring down a trial on a servant who is too heavy. Because God knows our capacity, we don't know what will happen in the future.
Husnuzan to Allah, that all may be well done. Although sometimes there are tears, but rest assured all will return to the better direction.
Confidence and trust, and patience are the key to the best recompense God will bring.
In one of the empty rooms in the white palace, they gathered together.
Ayana and Haidan were still looking at each other with smiles decorating their faces.
"When do you want to look at my wife like that?" Sindir Zidan immediately folded his hands in front of his chest with his eyeballs to the side, fierce.
Haidan was flabbergasted and scratched the back of his head several times. He laughed, putting one hand on his waist.
"Are you dealing with this problem now?" tanya Haidan then turned the chat in the other direction.
Ayana shook her head briefly as she replied, "no. My current state does not allow me to take up arms, does it?" tanyanya glanced towards her own stomach.
Haidan followed his line of sight and returned with a short laugh.
"You are pregnant now. Then, what are you doing here?" his question was curious when he found Ayana and the son of the father's master in the white palace hall.
"I was just accompanying a friend. Ah, no. he's a family that hasn't met for a long time," she turned to Hana who was standing not far from her whereabouts.
He looked at Ayana and heard her talk.
React the words of the painter just reached the deepest recesses of the heart. Hana was moved and hurriedly walked towards Ayana and hugged her tightly.
"You've worked hard, Hana. You did it. You really did it," said Ayana rubbing her back gently, while returning her embrace.
Behind her back, Hana was crying as she pleased. He did not know that facing so many people could be exhausting like that.
All this time he was confined without meeting anyone.
While on the podium earlier, he tried to be calm, but in the heart so raging feelings of uncertainty.
He wants to end soon, but who would have thought that unwanted events must come just like that.
Her long hair was exposed to rotten eggs which instantly stung to Ayana's sense of smell.
He also released his embrace slowly and rubbed the temple Hana who was slightly affected by the splash of egg yolk.
"Better now you clean yourself first and after that we talk," said Ayana answered a nod by Hana.
Jasmine takes the woman to the bathroom to wash her hair.
There lived Ayana, Zidan, Danieal, Haikal, Haidan, Bening, and two police officers who stood guard at the entrance.
The six sat in a circle for an emergency meeting to discuss what to do next.
"I think Hana should be straightforward. At this time his existence could be threatened, many people speculate if he became an accomplice to his own father," said Haidan began.
"Em, I agree. Even the people in my area say so. Hana who had not existed all of a sudden raised a lot of statements. They said that the appearance of the woman was to attract the sympathy of the citizens and twist the facts," Haikal continued.
"Yes, I agree with Mas Danieal. We should also think about Hana's feelings. As a child whose freedom was forcibly taken away by the father and now has to solve the problems that his father made.it must not be easy to do by Hana," Ayana's timps looked at them one by one.
"True, we should not be rash and the effect is to corner Hana. We have to find another way to get this thing done" Bening continued.
"How about we stream on social media. That's the only way that Hana can control her emotions, because there are only us in front of her there are not many people like that. Or if he wants to do it alone with just one camera?" propose Zidan.
Everyone looked at him directly and then looked at each other.
"Good idea, we can broadcast it online. We should discuss this matter with Hana first," Hana replied looking at the husband, proud.
"I also agree. Sometimes, you can think of brilliant ideas toowell" Danieal said nodding his head several times.
"I guess he's just good at playing the piano" Haidan said.
"Em, at least our Master can think brilliantly," Haikal said with a glance at his twin brother and they nodded together.
Bening laughed just like that seeing their response to Zidan's idea. The owner just grunted rudely and clucked bitterly.
He folded his hands in front of his chest while turning his eyes panted. Ayana who sat next to him tried to calm down so that the husband did not back down.
It becomes a spectacle and entertainment for them.
In the bathroom Jasmine helps Hana wash her hair. From his arrival there the woman silenced a thousand languages.
Jasmine who understood his feelings just let him go.
A few moments later, Hana opened her voice.
"Am I doing the right thing?" his tan raised his head and clashed at Jasmine in a mirror reflection.
The woman with the grey lens also curled the perfect crescent moon. He combed Hana's long hair ready to answer her question.
"Sure... I also had time to think... What decision I made in imprisoning uncle is right? I even shot him in the left leg when he was about to hurt Ayana."
"I don't want anyone to be his victim anymore. That's why I did the desperate thing. Is that a permissible act?"
"We never know what the answer is before we do something. Yes, I already know the answer to all anxiety."
"My uncle is in prison and gets punished for what he has done. Doesn't the law of nature apply? Karma can affect anyone. Because what we plant someday we can reap."
"Whatever he did his reward must have come. Do what you think is best, Hana," said Jasmine to make Hana back silent.
He digests every word out of the cleft lip of his interlocutor. He looked back at Jasmine in silence seeing this porcelain-white face exuding a positive aura.
Is that the face of the man who shot his own uncle? Thought Hana gamang.
"What do you feel when you do that to your own uncle?"
Hana's question made the movements in her hair stop.
Jasmine again reviewed the knotty smile and continued combing Hana's long mane.
"My feelings aren't okay. Because how hard I tried to shoot him would never bring back the parents, family, and life he once ruined."
Hana looked down, understanding what Jasmine was feeling.
"But, I'm relieved that at least I can protect my other family, Ayana," he continued to amaze Hana, not believing in hearing the words.