Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 99
Dark and cloudy, the weather this morning was so bad. The king of the day who had just appeared, had to go back to hiding behind the gray clouds. He refused to give his light to let the darkness take over.
The drizzle is still down and the activities of the people in the capital. The cold air sharply pierced the skin making people wear thick coats.
Despite the hostile conditions, they still have to work to connect life.
In the midst of erratic weather, Zidan Ashraf was attacked. A few minutes ago he was on the doorstep of his wife's room.
A pair of dark onyx continued to notice Ayana who was still comfortable closing her eyes. Without any words spoken, he just stayed there with mixed feelings.
His face was increasingly cheering, remembering the struggle of the wife who managed to give birth to two of their hearts.
"When do you want to stand here? Don't you want to see your baby?"
The heavy voice of someone came back startling, Zidan turned around to find his brother-in-law there again.
He only returned Danieal's gaze saying nothing. The doctor sighed harshly, understanding what the sister-in-law was feeling.
He glanced at his sister and faced Zidan directly.
"Look for a moment, your children need the presence of their parents" Danieal said.
"When... when will Ayana come to her senses?"
Fear-laden questions were raised behind the pianist's curly lips. Zidan looked down, as if he was lost in spirit.
Back, Danieal let out a rough sigh and then gave a small slap on the face of the husband of his sister.
Zidan gasped and raised his head again.
"What are you afraid of? Do you not believe in the greatness of God? Conscious Zidan. Not only your baby, but also Ayana."
"How will Ayana realize that her husband is just this pessimistic? Rise, strengthen Zidan. Because He knows what's best for you. You have to face it!" Danieal rode apitam, not liking to see the state of Zidan who seemed desperate at the situation.
In him Danieal also felt the same way, fear and worry continued to surround him since knowing Ayana's condition.
However, if it continues to dissolve in sadness without trying and praying is just futility.
Hearing the charming doctor's words in front of him, Zidan gasped. He was lucky to have a sister-in-law who understood him.
He woke up and got back to enlightenment.
"Ah, you're right. Thank you for reminding me, then I went to see them first, please take care of Ayana!" she then prepared to go to the baby room.
Danieal muttered "em" in response and waved to get Zidan to immediately get away in sight.
After the man left, Danieal turned his body and watched his sister still lying on the bed.
Slowly the two tall legs of Danieal stepped into the room and closed the door. Slowly, but surely he approached Ayana. Like walking on glass, the painful thing to see the scene to the umpteenth time destroyed a Danieal.
He stood right beside the hospital bed watching the face of the ayu now back pale. A faint smile was present on his handsome face.
Next to Danieal's strapping hand stretched out to gently stroke the top of his sister's head, he continued lovingly.
The sadness was evident through the doctor's face.
"Mas knows.you are a strong woman who will not give up on any circumstances. Wake up Ayana. Your husband and two children still need you."
"O Allah, be aware of your servant's brother. I don't want to lose my sister a second time, not this time!" racau Danieal is hopeful.
Five minutes later, Danieal sat in a chair facing Ayana who was still blindfolded. The handsome doctor's gaze looked straight ahead where the overcast scene was clearly visible.
Grey clouds still cover the beautiful blue sky. He still felt like he was there without moving.
"When I first met you, my view could not be shifted anywhere. You know Ayana. seeing you at that moment is a gift to me."
"Mas realizes that there is a deep sadness that you are hiding. Not only from the incident of the old man, but long before the tragedy occurred, you have been injured."
"Mas wants to share the warmth of your lost family. Thank you for being my sister... Love you, Ayana."
"So please, wake up."
Danieal clasped the finger of his sister's fingers and placed his firm forehead on the back of Ayana's hand.
He secretly shed tears, knowing that Ayana was in a coma after giving birth. In the past, when he found the woman covered in blood, the doctor was scared to death.
Now a similar condition is repeated, anxious, afraid that felt by him and Zidan continues to haunt.
However, he did not give up hope and hung everything on God alone. He hoped and continued to hope that God would do wonders by awakening Ayana and returning her to them.
Outside the room, without him noticing Jasmine was witnessing it. He also poked his eyes to feel their fear of Ayana's condition.
After learning that her sister-in-law was bleeding into a coma, Jasmine cried as she pleased. He went to the nearest toilet and poured sadness there.
All this time Ayana has helped him out of the dark cage and showed him the colorful beauty of the world.
He could not afford to lose Ayana just like that.
"Hamba please God be aware of Ayana." A piece of prayer was triggered in Jasmine's mind while looking at the brothers there.
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Tears continued to pour on both cheeks of the pianist when he found his two red babies. The Star Doctor accompanied him to fondle one of them.
The feeling of haru, happy, sad, becoming one gathered in the recesses of the heart. He should have received that precious moment with Ayana.
However, the current wife does not open her eyes and still hide her beautiful soot iris.
The existence of the baby slightly treats fear. Zidan gave a light peck on the little face of his little angel.
"Would it be their Azani first?"
The question came from his younger brother, Gibran. The man appeared behind the door making them look at him fixedly.
Zidan, who was carrying his baby, looked back at the son.
"Have it?" whispered it sad.
"That's right. You better have your baby diazani first," continued Bintang agreed.
"When I want to do it in front of Ayana," replied Zidan.
The star and Gibran looked at each other, understanding what the pianist was feeling.
"But we don't know when Ayana came to her senses, so it's better if Mas does it first" Gibran said.
Zidan slightly widened both eyes briefly while continuing to look at the baby in the sling.
His handsome face is very similar to Ayana, you could say this baby is the male version of the wife. Zidan again cried in silence, trying hard, but not so strong.
He is very fragile when he knows the condition of his wife. Her red baby who had just been born into the world for a few hours was just a small squirm.
The soothing aroma that was emanating from his body shocked Zidan. He again gave a kiss on his tiny cheek trying to calm down.
"We have to be strong to deal with this equally well, dear. We must continue to pray for healing mama," he said to the baby.
Seeing that, both Gibran and Bintang got carried away. Their two beads glazed over knowing how heavy a burden Zidan had to go through.
Conditions that should be full of joy, in fact there is sadness that must be passed. Even so, they should not dissolve in grief and sacrifice one.