Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 102

Dew drips on the foliage. Last night it rained on the capital, bringing cold air to the skin.

The unfriendly weather lately wants to invite poignancy. It was as if the sky was crying at what happened to him.

Feelings of anxiety continue to be created in the hearts of the family in waiting for Ayana's condition which is still the same as yesterday.

Twelve days passed, during which time the painter seemed comfortable in the cradle, without being disturbed by anything.

His eyelids seem reluctant to open again giving a sense of anxiety increasingly evaporating. At all times Zidan always faithfully accompanied his wife there.

Every time he found Ayana remained the same, speechless and blindfolded in tranquility. The wife did not want to be with him anymore.

For days, Zidan kept going back and forth between the hospital and the home of his in-laws. He must meet both of their children who desperately need the existence of their parents.

The baby who has not felt the embrace of his mother since birth for twelve days is under the supervision of his grandmother and her aunt.

Celia and Jasmine work together in taking care of Ayana and Zidan's children. As mothers, as well as mothers-to-be, both women gave their best to both their babies.

Aided by Adnan, Danieal, and Zidan's parents, they take care of the little guy together.

However, still the existence of the birth mother is needed for the twins.

The clock has shown at half-four in the afternoon, finished performing the prayer Ashar Zidan back to Ayana's room.

He gave a brief smile and walked over and sat down on the bedside chair. He briefly looked at the peaceful face of the wife, then took out a small mushaf and read it.

The chanting of the holy verses of the Qur'an echoed in the room. For the past five days, Zidan has been teaching in Ayana's room.

He hopes that the chanting of the holy verse can restore Ayana's consciousness quickly.

He never broke up praying and asking God for the best, no matter what condition Zidan would try his best to accept.

Sometimes, Danieal and Jasmine also often teach together, but this time he returned alone.

Zidan and his family even diligently distributed alms and asked for prayers, especially from orphans and orphans for the recovery of the wife.

This was routinely done before he came to the hospital.

In the midst of Ayana's heartbeat, Zidan tried hard to recite the soothing verses of Allah.

No one knows how God's miracle system works. After doing a series of efforts accompanied by prayer, the eyelids that were reluctant to open are now slowly rolling his eyeballs repeatedly.

The hand decorated with the infusion needle gradually moved his fingers.

It didn't take long after those small movements, Ayana came to her senses from her coma for days. The soot iris that was originally hiding behind the petals also appeared again.

The face adorned with an oxygen mask gives steam from the painter's slow breath.

Zidan who is still teaching has not realized if his wife has realized. The marble bead rolled to find the husband beside her.

Ayana tried to reach out a hand that felt hard to move. By exerting her weak power she put a small touch on the back of her husband's hand and silenced the charming pianist.

Zidan froze for a moment and took down the mushaf that blocked his view.

In that instant, their two eyes clashed against each other. Zidan's heart beat too fast with blood rustling.

Unknowingly the tears just slid behind her petals. She was stunned, grateful, Ayana could open her eyes again.

"God, Thank God, thank God, thank God." Zidan continued to express gratitude for Ayana's consciousness.

"I'm calling the doctor."

Zidan hurriedly pressed the button on Ayana's bed several times and shortly afterwards medics, including her brother-in-law, arrived.

Danieal and Bintang were surprised and grateful to find the patient opened his eyes again. They both checked Ayana's state and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Patient is in good condition. Because it is only conscious, so the patient has not been able to receive much response, also for the next few days the patient will get a series of treatments to restore the work of his body muscles," explained Bintang.

The beast assented and smiled with relief, then stepped foot from the room.

There lived Ayana, Zidan, and Danieal. The three stared at each other talking through the eyes of each other.

Until Danieal who was serving also dropped his body on the chair beside the bed. He put his hands together and placed his elbows on Ayana's bed.

He put his handsome face on the fist earlier while sighing in relief.

"Thank God, thank God. You have done us a miracle, thank you.." his raves continue to give thanks.

Zidan tearfully felt the same way when he saw Ayana had opened her eyes, while the painter was only watching them in silence.

...***...

In the living room Ayana and Zidan are back alone. The pianist never lets go of the hand from the fingers of his beloved.

He continued to give light kisses on the back of his hand half his breath. Both of those lips had arched earlier, feeling peerless relief.

"Thank you, honey. Thank you for coming back to us" he murmured.

Tears came back unbearably, Zidan was very happy and truly grateful.

Ayana who had noticed him had now turned her eyes forward. The ceiling of the hospital room was no stranger to him.

This was the umpteenth time he had been there, as if it was the only building he visited more often.

"I-" Ayana opened her mouth saying one word.

Zidan was flabbergasted and watched his wife in silence, waiting for what to say next.

"Meeting mom and dad, I thought I could be with them forever" Ayana continued.

His pale face showed a positive aura, which made Zidan fixated. He had never seen Ayana's face like that.

"Father and mother?" ask her back, confused and frightened.

"Em, father and mother" Ayana said.

Silence took over, Ayana and Zidan did not open their voices again for a while. Both of them let their respective minds rage and roam about.

"They're so beautiful and handsome, I wish I could be with my mom and dad forever. I miss them so much."

Zidan was again surprised when he saw a clear crystal escaped in the corner of his wife's eyes. He realized that Ayana's words contained a departure for eternity.

"What are you talking about? What-"

"But I heard a resounding voice." Ayana turned back to her husband and gave a faint smile.

"Your voice made me aware, Mas. If I. I have to go back to you guys."

Statements that condition will be novelty spread into the deepest recesses. Zidan widened his gaze and instantly the tear spheres dripped back.

The weak smile that was scattered on the pale face of the wife made her ungodly. Zidan was really moved and grateful to be able to hear that from Ayana.

The pianist sobbing sedan revealed all the feelings through the clear liquid. Ayana was stunned to see so strong a cry from her life partner.

It was the first time he had ever seen a man hurt him. He was moved and touched by his current sincerity.

Ayana also cried and clasped her husband's firm hands. Through that little touch they hope to channel the power to each other.

"God, thank you for the gift you have given. Thank you for giving the best husband to my servant. Thank you for bringing back Mas Zidan and changing him for the better."

"Thank you for the second chance you gave me. May we come together this time to build a family based only on You" the monologue Ayana silently watched Zidan's sobs.

..._END SEASON 3_...