Tear Flower
THE SEASON 4 CHAPTER 10

Night came back, the atmosphere around felt so quiet and quiet. Nestapa's suffering enveloped the feelings of someone who continued to hug tightly.

A false illusion is only a dream that cannot be real. Hope for the sake of the desired hope is realized, inversely proportional to reality.

The fact says if a dream is just a dream, it cannot be grasped or owned.

We can only continue to hope that God will show his power over what happened.

Jasmine and Danieal sat side by side on the bed. The hands of the two clasped each other, channeling strength.

The confusion within them both clouded each other's minds. Danieal felt that his wife was hiding something.

This over a month back gave a big question mark.

Warmth that radiates from the firm hands of the husband to the deepest heart. So strong and comfortable, like half his breath grasping the pain.

The invisible wound on the tip of the heart was like a piercing thorn, though small, but the pain continued to be felt.

"I heard that last night, you asked me again when we had children, right? Also... mamah asks are we pregnant program, right?" danieal asked, opening his voice.

Jasmine nodded briefly. "How did you know?" askalanya.

"I heard it myself from mamah" Danieal replied.

Jasmine just kept quiet, not saying anything more.

At times like this, they have their own personal time. It just so happened that Danieal was on holiday and there was no scheduled patient to be operated on. Both of them take advantage of their free days by chatting with each other.

Jasmine who found the question just nodded in agreement. He doesn't know how to deal with problems with children.

It was clear that he could not give offspring in such a fast period of time.

"So, what do you think? Should we join the pregnancy program?"

Questions that are not expected to exist. Jasmine silenced a thousand languages without any intention of replying to the husband's question.

Danieal saw his beloved wife looking down inside. He had no idea what Jasmine was feeling or thinking at the moment.

It felt like there was something that her heart lover was hiding now. However, Danieal did not say anything and continued to watch him in silence.

"O Allah, what should I do? What should the servant answer? Slave is not possible to explain if there is a cyst in the uterus of the servant. Servant does not want to disappoint Mas Danieal, O Allah. This sickness comes from You and heal again. I beg of You, Lord. I want to make my husband happy, without disappointing him. However, what is the power of reality that I have to accept. O Allah, strong will be the servant in the face of this test, "the monologue Jasmine in silence, forgets all the things around her, including if there is a husband.

"Dear." Call Danieal then.

Jasmine had been silent for too long, there was not the slightest intention to open her voice anymore.

This made him very worried and anxious. Danieal patted Jasmine's hand slowly.

The owner was surprised and looked at Danieal again. She found her husband staring inside.

"What are you thinking? Don't you want-"

"Can... can we not join the pregnancy program first? I. haven't thought of having a child yet," replied Jasmine trying to develop a smile.

The doctor's wide forehead shriveled deeply, not expecting to hear such an answer from his wife.

He thought Jasmine would instantly agree given they were aged.

It's no time to mess around and the two are married. The existence of the baby is really coveted. Not just for the two of them, but for the family as well.

"Why? Are you not ready to be a parent? Are we not enough to have children? Or... You don't want to have children from me?"

Question after question the husband re-grows new wounds. Jasmine simply remained silent, again and again looking down in hiding her pill face.

"It's not like that, Mom. I'm just-" Jasmine stopped her speech just like that, not knowing what else to say.

He could not explain the truth that had happened to him.

"What is Jasmine? Just tell me you don't want to have a child from me. Are you sorry you married me?"

Jasmine was surprised instead of playing to hear the right questions about heartburn. His chest tightened, making his breath hunt incoherently.

He turned back to his husband, finding the disappointed face settles on Danieal's handsome face.

"What only?"

Danieal got up from the bed, stood up straight while giving a look of guts.

"What's all, Jasmine? Did you secretly answer my question?"

Danieal remained tight-lipped with his speculation, considering that Jasmine had said nothing more to continue with her own words.

"I didn't mean it that way. I-"

Jasmine had not been able to explain her words, Danieal suddenly lifted his legs.

Jasmine sighed tiredly and saw the door of the room closed slightly slammed.

Without tears just falling. His heart was really in pain, like again there was an invisible hand squeezing it hard.

So tight, so bitter, the wound he got this time.

"Oh Allah is very sick. It hurts so bad, why is it all like this?" Jasmine was gripping her long hair firmly.

Slowly her slender body ducked and more and more ducking with a soft so slashing in the room space.

...***...

Danieal murmured while descending from the second floor about to head for the kitchen wanting to drink some water, trying to calm himself down.

Just as he arrived in the dining room, he was shocked by the existence of his sister. Danieal found Ayana enjoying a variety of dishes in front of him.

"What are you doing? These nights why haven't you slept?" danieal asked as he walked for a glass of water.

After getting the water he took it to the dining table and sat right across from Ayana.

He sipped the mineral water up the toilet.

Ayana who was still enjoying her food watched the elder sister in silence.

After Danieal finished drinking, Ayana opened her voice.

"I'm starving. Both ponakan Mas eat a lot, so I have to eat a lot as well" Ayana explained.

Danieal just nodded, understood and then twirled the glass glass in his grip on the table.

Back, Ayana watched her brother in silence. His facial water was so tangled, bad mood, there was not the slightest hint of cheerfulness there.

Ayana who had been watching him was also made curious.

"What's up, Mom? Did you guys fight?" ayana asked, putting the last piece of donut cake in her mouth.

Danieal took a quick glance and reviewed the knotty smile.

"Did it look so obvious?" ask Danieal later.

"Em, very," retorted Ayana again.

Seconds by second passed, the sound of the clock took over the togetherness of the brothers there. Daniel went back to contemplating what he had done.

Ayana also locked her mouth tightly after gulping down her milk.

"I.. had a fight with Jasmine just now. I may have hurt him" Danieal explained later.

Ayana was flabbergasted and widened her short gaze. Both slits of his lips curved still watching the look of his brother's face.

He did not expect Danieal to be able to fight with Jasmine. Given the couple is so harmonious and compact with each other. The battle was far from the expectations of both.

"Arrangled? Not as usual. What exactly did you guys talk about until a fight like this?" ask Ayana curiously.

Getting such a question, Danieal went back to silence. The chocolate bead turned to the table.

He again thought about the discussion about the child with his wife earlier.

The discussion is very sensitive and can have a big impact on someone.