Tear Flower
THE SEASON 4 CHAPTER 21

Giving up does not mean losing and giving up does not mean being defeated by circumstances. However, all that as proof that we have ever fought.

Keep walking the course of life until it gets to the last point. Go through, be grateful, and be patient in passing all the events that happened. Because through it all there is wisdom that can be obtained.

The result leave it to the determinant of life. God has written down the destiny of each of His servants.

Whatever happens is best. For Allah cannot let His servant go, especially in a bad state.

Allah has the nature of Al Adl, giving things very justly.

There will be times when a person's condition can change. Whether it's better or vice versa, depends on what one does and one's repentance.

The condition experienced by Jasmine at this time made the couple silent a thousand languages. They sat on the couch, in the lounge with the extended family.

Since his return from the hospital, Danieal, Jasmine, Ayana, and Zidan had not said a word. This raises a big question mark on parents.

Celia, Adnan, Ayana, and Zidan sat side by side in front of them, while Lina, Arshan, and Gibran had already returned home after putting the adorable twins to bed.

Ayana and Zidan were silent and did not let her sister's partner reveal everything.

Curiosity is growing when the expressions shown by the couple are not easy to read. Celia and Andan looked at each other then nodded briefly, as if saying one of them should speak up.

"Is there something wrong? Twenty minutes ago, you kept your mouth shut" Adnan said, opening his voice, as the oldest family head there.

Danieal immediately returned the gaze of the father who gave a questionable look. He then turned to his mother who also gave the same expression.

The handsome doctor took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Inevitably he did have to tell the truth about the condition of the wife.

He glanced at Jasmine at a glance and turned completely at his parents again.

"Jasmine... is currently pregnant, but Bintang says if the content is very prone to risk, considering Jasmine has PCOS. There is a possibility that our baby is a big weight, has low blood, to the risk of miscarriage," explained Danieal.

Hearing the explanation of his first son, Celia and Adnan widened their eyes. The two looked at each other reading each other's eyes.

The two senior doctors understood and understood the condition that the son was saying about his son-in-law.

Not long after that Celia got up and walked over to her daughter-in-law. He sat down next to Jasmine and clasped his hands firmly.

"Darling, what's your decision?" just ask Celia.

Jasmine lowered her head to hide her short grim face and again raised her gaze, returning the mother-in-law's gentle gaze.

"This child is taken from Allah, so I will give birth to him, whatever his condition may be. Because after all he is my flesh and blood as well as Mas Danieal. I'm sure this child is the source of our happiness" Jasmine explained later.

The novelty instantly spread in the hearts of each one hearing Jasmine's heart's expression. The woman commented a gentle smile as tears flowed unbearably.

Celia directly hugged her daughter-in-law tightly while stroking Jasmine's slender shoulders countless times.

"Em, Mamah agrees. You take it easy, we will all help you, no matter what happens it must be best" Celia muttered.

Seeing the soothing scenery right in front of her own eyes, gave a meaningful calmness in Ayana's heart.

She is happy, her sister-in-law has a strong relationship with her mother. Although currently still hit by a great test, but Ayana is sure if behind it all there is a silver lining.

...***...

Ayana was already in the room she used to occupy while staying at the mother's house. The arch of the crescent moon was fluttered on that beautiful face, watching her sons and daughters sleep soundly.

The calm breaths of Ghaitsa and Ghazali were so soothing to the view. Ayana sat by the bed, happy to see the handsome and beautiful faces of the two.

Amidst the calm, Ayana was surprised by someone opening the door of the room. He looked back and saw his brother-in-law in the doorway.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" pinta Jasmine later.

Ayana turned her head back to bed watching the two babies still fall asleep so soundly. He pulled away again replying to the beautiful iris before him.

"Sure, where are we going to talk?" ask Ayana.

"Leading room," Jasmine replied and stepped foot.

Ayana closed the door quietly and followed him from behind. They walked down the stairs and continued to walk down the long hallway to get to the room located at the very end.

Not long after that the two arrived at the reading room. Instantly the sweet aroma caught the sense of smell. Ayana frowned her width while continuing to carry herself inside.

Arriving there, Ayana's soot beads caught a variety of desserts on the table. Starting from cake, cup cake, to cookies, neatly presented there.

Equipped with two glasses of warm milk accompanied the sweet food, the steam swirled to and fro in the wind.

Ayana was amazed, her rancid lips opened as she continued to walk toward the table in the middle of the room.

"What's going on here? Who made all this?" tanyanya still looked at the food on the table.

Jasmine who had witnessed the reaction of her sister-in-law developed a smile, delighted.

"It's all my work" he said briefly, withdrawing the attention of the interlocutor.

Ayana immediately turned to her sister-in-law while widening her gaze.

"W-what? Made you? When did you make all this?" ask Ayana streak.

Jasmine again curled both corners of her lips and walked over to Ayana. He grabbed her arm slowly and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"When you moved out of here I learned to make all this. To fill my free time and not to think about this disease, I learned to make cakes. Yesterday I made it again and wanted to give it to you. I hope you like it" Jasmine explained later.

Ayana was speechless, glad to be immeasurably struck by an unexpected surprise like this.

"God, you have to do a lot of activities to forget the pain. Thank you so much, I'm so happy. Thank you Jasmine" said Ayana.

He scoops his favorite cheese cake and then puts a piece of sweet food into the mouth. He froze, his nettle bead widened, and slowly turned to the right side.

Jasmine chuckled as she watched Ayana's behavior.

"Did it not feel that good?" said later.

Ayana immediately shook her head a few times and pulled out the spoon that was still inside her mouth.

"No-no-no. Not like that. This food..your cheese cake is very delicious. Reminds me of my late mother. Because mamah used to always make me this food, thank you," said Ayana happy with both eyes glazed.

Jasmine gasped, unable to believe hearing the words of her sister-in-law.

"Really? Is it really like that? I'm glad you like it, sorry I reminded you of the late" Jasmine said.

"No Jasmine, certainly not like that. I'm glad you're really happy to be preparing all this for me. Thank you so much, Jasmine I love it. I can express my longing for you with this meal, thank you," said Ayana honestly and again expressed her gratitude.

Jasmine was moved and nodded her head briefly.

"Em, thank goodness I'm happy to hear it" she replied later.

Then after that Ayana enjoyed all the dishes that happened in plain sight. It drifts in euphoria in various flavors in the sweet food.

He turned to Jasmine and thanked her again for her attention. She was so grateful that her sister-in-law had prepared all of this for her.