Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 98

Rain has been pouring down on the capital from last night until early morning. Most people have fallen asleep comfortably under their thick blankets and are lulled into a beautiful dream.

In the midst of the extreme weather, Zidan sat alone in the hallway upstairs of the hospital. From that moment he continued to be there waiting for the certainty of the doctor about his beloved wife.

The anxiety kept haunting making him unable to do anything other than sit there.

Shadow after shadow of Ayana's struggle a moment ago is still fresh recorded clearly in memory. The memories also revolved around showing a story of the past who attended.

His fingers were tightly intertwined, the pianist's dark bead glared at one point. The marble floor of the hospital becomes a pedestal while diving into the reverberation that increasingly rotates like a tangled thread.

The pain he had felt long ago when he found his wife dead present, hit him so hard in his mind.

Under the rain of regret it appeared as fast as lightning struck. Zidan could not if he had to be in the position first again.

He does not want and cannot face it again. He continued to hope and hope Ayana was okay.

The past is Ayana's plan so that Zidan can't see her again. It provides the worst memories by shutting itself off through others.

However, the current conditions are different. Right in front of him right now is his real wife, Ayana Ghazella, the woman he now loves so much.

"At least rest a little, do you not feel sorry for yourself as well as your two children?"

Someone came and sat by his side just like that.

Zidan took a quick glance to find his brother-in-law there. Danieal looked straight ahead where the white wall was the object of attention.

Silence struck, the two men were both silent not saying a word. Zidan was busy with his fears and Danieal was busy with his thoughts.

Time continued to pass, the water that descended from the sky still flushed without even giving a pause. The rain so heavily gave a terrible sound adding to the atmosphere of unease.

Behind the ripples of water that continued to hit the ground, the feeling of panic grew so that the heart beat became unbearable.

"What would happen if Ayana really left me?" Zidan let out a rough sigh, "I will definitely go crazy," he continued wiping his face slowly and lowered his head deeply.

Danieal watched him silently, watching for himself how his sister-in-law faced his wife's worst condition.

"What was this like you used to look like? When you found out that Ayana died?" ask Danieal open the sound.

Zidan froze for a moment, then re-steaded his head and returned the doctor's gaze. Danieal was flabbergasted to see the water smitten and frightened there.

"I'm sure it's more messed up," he continued.

A heavy sigh blew from the cleft lip charming the pianist. Zidan turned his gaze forward to dive into the memories he wanted to forget for granted.

"I lost my life and thought it was better to follow Ayana than to live in regret" she wrote.

Danieal who was still watching him raised both corners of his lips slowly and returned to his starting position.

"Yes I believe. I hear you also have depression to hallucinations. I think it's worth what you did to Ayana. But-" Danieal's speech paused.

The owner turned back to his brother-in-law to withdraw Zidan's attention.

The handsome pianist was interested and at once their dark brown eyeballs looked at each other.

"What if it happens again? You know for yourself...In the room is the real figure of Ayana and not someone else like the past?"

Danieal's question along with the arrival of strong thunder struck with the lightning crashing. Zidan froze, unable to say anything and continued to look at his brother-in-law clinging to wounds.

A few moments ago Zidan had thought like that, and did not expect to be able to hear directly from someone, and it came from his sister continued Ayana herself.

"I really won't be able to live anymore" Zidan replied later.

"Stupid! Don't you think about your son? If Ayana heard him, she would definitely be disappointed. Because her husband is not responsible as a father," he said again.

Zidan simply smiled knots and again dropped a look down.

"true." That's all he can say.

Just as they were diving into each other's daydreams again, the door of the room at the side was opened. Zidan and Danieal got up from their seats and met the Star.

It took a while for the gynecologist to treat the patient. After exerting his energy as best as possible Bintang came out and found a co-worker and husband of the patient coming to him.

"How's my wife doing, Doc?" ask Zidan to the point.

"Ayana. He is currently in a coma!"

The explanation of the Star is like giving an earthy thunder inside the chest. Zidan was surprised not to play knowing the condition of the wife.

"When did Ayana come to her senses?" she asked with a trembling voice holding back the cry.

The beautiful doctor shook his skepticism.

"We can only hope in Allah's help. Do not break up praying and hoping, ask God to heal Ayana. I. will continue to help you in healing it, but it is only God that determines. Then excuse me."

After saying that the star stepped out from before them. Instantly, Zidan's legs limp could not support his own weight.

He was dazed, falling on the cold floor of the hospital with tears dripping. In silence Zidan wept, spilling the pain of knowing the condition of his wife.

It was also not much different from Danieal. The charming handsome doctor did not expect Ayana to bleed severely even into a coma.

"You must be strong, give everything to God. Do not despair and pray to Him to give his best," said Danieal slapped his sister-in-law's shoulder slowly trying to strengthen.

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About one and a half hours in the hospital mosque, Zidan performed the sunnah prayer until the time of the Adhan arrived.

After performing the congregational fardhu prayer he prayed very much to Allah the best for Ayana.

"O Allah, O Rabbana, please save Ayana, the wife of the servant. Servant still needs her to raise our two children."

"Hamba wants to spend time with him, O God. I love and love him."

"O Allah, give the servant a chance to make him happy. I beg Allah.The servant loves Ayana very much."

"O Allah, it is the servant who pleads with You, and it is the servant who asks for help."

Hopeful prayers continued to be filled with tears. The two hands that had been looking up asked the Owner of Life very much.

Zidan Ashraf did not ask for many things, he just wanted Ayana to come back to her senses and gather with her again as well as their children.

He wants to build a harmonious family, warm, and also full of love only with Ayana alone. He remained there until the king of the day laid out his nose.

Danieal, Arshan, Adnan, who also participated in congregational prayers there also witnessed how Zidan gave everything to God alone.

They also prayed for Ayana's recovery and hoped that the woman could be together again.

Ayana's condition not only surprised one Zidan, but for the family of others as well as his closest colleagues.

Ayana is a positive aura that can change a person for the better. His existence was truly precious and meaningful to the people around him.