Tear Flower
THE SEASON 4 CHAPTER 7

The desire of the heart to embrace the mountain does not reach the power of the hand.

Such is the proverb that describes the deepest desire of a Jasmine Magnolia Mahesa. She hopes to become a mother and give offspring to her husband.

However, whatever force of circumstances does not allow him to achieve such expectations.

There are obstacles to be overcome.

Not once did Jasmine think she would get a serious illness once she got happiness.

Having just tasted the sweetness of honey, he was again faced with the root of a new problem.

The illness he was suffering from was like a crushing blow raising endless suffering.

He was very upset and very disappointed in himself. However, all of that was beyond his own will.

He can do nothing about the law of God.

However, as a woman and wife, Jasmine felt imperfect. The sadness of each day looms over itself, without being able to tell anyone.

She continues to blame herself, has become a burden for her husband and her new family.

Most likely he could not bring happiness to them.

Since the news he got from the obstetrician, a month had passed.

During that time also Ayana, Zidan, and his two children still live in the mansion Arsyad.

Every day came the sound of baby crying which added to Jasmine's misery. Quietly without anyone knowing it he always cried sobbing sedan.

He spilled the pain in the bathroom while turning on the shower so that his stuffing was not heard by anyone.

Dinner was going on, just as they always chatted about the cuteness of Ghazali and Ghaitsa.

Everyone is worried about the presence of twins Ayana and Zidan.

"Dad's at work, honey? Grandma's granddaughter, handsome and beautiful," said Celia sitting sideways facing her two grandchildren who were lying in the stroller.

Every time they eat together, Ghazali and Ghaitsa will definitely be there to enliven the family atmosphere.

The smile after smile that both of them gave melted away everyone's feelings.

At the dinner table there is only Ayana, her twin children, Celia, Adnan, and Jasmine, while Danieal and Zidan are busy with their work world.

After being satisfied with watching her grandchildren, Celia again positioned her body forward facing the table again.

He continued to eat dinner and looked at his family one by one. Until his attention stopped on Jasmine.

"Dear." Call her firmly.

Jasmine who had been busy eating her food raised her head and glanced at her mother-in-law.

"Yes Mah?" jasmine replied briefly.

"Are you and Danieal pregnant? You're married for almost a year, shouldn't you have a son or a daughter?" ask him for the umpteenth time.

Jasmine's fear happened again. During this one month he tried to avoid his parents, especially the mother, so as not to get the terrible question.

Faced again with the question, Jasmine tried to develop a smile, even though it felt as if an invisible hand squeezed her heart firmly.

"Yes Mah, later. Danieal and I haven't discussed getting pregnant yet" replied Jasmine still trying to develop a smile as if she was fine.

"Well, don't be too relaxed, you have to remember, not young anymore."

"Mamah instead of urging you should quickly have children, but you should remember the age only. It is not good to have children, but you are old" Celia said.

Whether consciously or not he's like a shitty in-law. Jasmine tried to hold back the sudden cry that just made her tight.

"Yes Mah I understand, just pray," replied Jasmine did not know what else to do.

Especially at this time there was no husband beside her. Usually Danieal will immediately calm down and make his mother stop asking questions like that.

He tried hard and continued eating again. But his taste just disappeared.

He was silent for a moment and said, "thank you for dinner. I'll go to the room first."

Jasmine escaped with a million pangs in her chest.

Ayana who had been a spectator there understood how Jasmine felt.

He looked at his mother and held her hand firmly.

"Don't Mom know how I was then? The day that the big Zidan family aired when I had a child? Didn't I get depressed again?" ayana at length.

Celia fell silent, digesting well the words of the princess.

He put a spoon and fork on the plate and dropped his eyes.

He dived into Ayana's words, silent for a moment, as if he was aware of something.

"What's the word, Ayana. You're too hard on Danieal and Jasmine. I wanted to denounce your words earlier, but it seems like you are serious" Adnan replied.

Celia increasingly silenced to realize the mistakes that she had made many times.

"really? Is Mamah really overdoing it?" tanyanya.

"Em." Ayana and Adnan nodded compactly.

"I also got Ghazali and Ghaitsa it's not easy, it takes a while" Ayana said.

"So, did Mom hurt Jasmine?" Celia looked back at Ayana's gaze.

The hijab-wearing woman who had just become the mother again nodded briefly.

"Very, Mah," retorted Ayana again.

Celia was pensive, silently recalling what she had done to her daughter-in-law.

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On the second floor, Jasmine again did the same thing as the nights yesterday. He turned on the shower and cried so badly under the water.

He squeezed his left chest strongly feeling the invisible wound so strong.

It was very painful, like someone was cutting his heart.

The sobs offset the over-the-head water. Time and again Jasmine struck the wall before her to make the fingers red.

"It hurts so much" he murmured.

She doesn't know how to deal with her in-laws and her husband now. The situation he experienced was so heavy and steep.

About an hour and a half later, Jasmine finished her bath and cried there.

He came out still using a bathrobe with his long hair drenched.

Droplets upon drops of water from its soft mane fell on the floor leaving a very clear trail.

Just now he stepped foot into the main room as soon as his movement stopped.

He was shocked when he looked at his brother-in-law.

Unexpectedly, Ayana was there folding her hands in front of her chest. Highlight the eyes of the woman looking straight at the interlocutor.

"W-Why?" Call Jasmine slow and nervous.

"I'm wearing clothes first" continued Jasmine grabbing her pajamas on top of the bed and back into the bathroom.

There Jasmine looked at herself in front of the mirror over the sink. He saw his face swollen, and showed that he had finished crying.

Without saying anything, Jasmine let out a rough sigh. After that he hurriedly put on clothes and dried his hair using a hairdryer for a few minutes.

After that Jasmine came out again and saw Ayana already on the balcony.

Back, Jasmine sighed softly then walked over. He moved the window not far from the bed.

Hearing the movements of someone behind, Ayana turned her head and found her sister-in-law appearing.

Smile also expands, Ayana walks towards the single seat and sits there.

Jasmine who saw that followed him and side by side was only separated by a round table in their midst.

The night wind slowly swept across the white faces of the two. The sky this time showed its beauty again.

The moon shines brightly, shining a darkness that is growing. The sepis circled and only occasionally the vehicle passed.

The two women sat together enjoying the silence of the night, while their husbands were still busy working.

Zidan had earlier gone to his mother's company to receive a new client who would work with him, leaving the three valuable people in the house of his in-laws.