Tear Flower
Chapter 33
Ayana is happy to meet someone who has the same hobby as her. Arfan is the leader of a company that houses many talented painters in the shade of Shah entertainment.
There have been many young painters who have been successful thanks to working with the company. As a leader, he has also created many extraordinary works.
His paintings even reached millions of dollars just once an auction. His skillful fingers had already made a lot of incredible profits. Ayana does not believe in finding an amazing figure like Arfan.
"Please drink the tea," said Ayana offering a glass of green tea.
The fragrant aroma of the drink immediately attracted attention. Arfan took a short sip and widened his happy gaze.
"Oh, green tea I like very much. We really have the same taste," Arfan said.
"really? I'm glad to hear it." Ayana is still acting formally.
"Can we be friends? I want to be friends with a fellow painter like you, "pinta Arfan later.
Ayana nodded without refusing at all. "Alright, nice to meet you-"
"And don't speak formally anymore" Arfan cut quickly.
Ayana chuckled softly and obeyed her words. "All right, so who should I call you? Em, Mr Shah? Young Master? Or Mas?"
"The latter is better," said Arfan developing both corners of his lips.
They laughed and ignored the people who kept coming. Ayana shop every day is always visited by visitors, whether it is to buy paintings or just look around.
However, he is very happy that his work can be recognized and enjoyed by many people. The profit he gets is just a bonus.
He painted because he liked. Because by painting he can express the deepest feelings. The images he made can show muffled emotions.
When the lips can not speak and express it, then the painting will explain everything. That is what Ayana is currently doing until she has unknowingly created many works in the past year.
Amidst the excitement of the chatter, they were startled by the arrival of someone. The tall man stood right beside the table.
Ayana and Arfan looked up at the same time, the man looked at them alternately with gasping breaths.
"Mas Zidan?" ayan was surprised to find him.
"What are you doing with this guy?" ask Zidan to the point.
Ayana who did not understand also fused both sharp eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"
"Do you know him" Zidan said disconnectedly as he pointed at the man before Ayana.
"He why?" ask the hijab woman.
Zidan let out a rough sigh then pulled the chair not far from his whereabouts. He sat in the middle of them making the two look at each other not understand.
"Mr Zidan?" call Arfan.
"Hm," he murmured.
He closed his eyes and folded his hands in front of his chest. Arfan looked at Ayana again who was shaking her head.
"Sorry before, do you have a need here?" arfan asked later, but Zidan still muttered the same word.
"If you don't have my needs and Ayana will go. If-"
"What's? Where are you guys going?"
"You will make my visitors go away" said Ayana coldly.
"Ah I'm sorry, but where are you going?" tanyanya back.
"It doesn't seem like it's any of your business. I have a lot of work to take care of, if it's not in our interest excuse me." Ayana turns formal and moves on from sitting.
Just as her foot was about to step, Ayana's right wrist was firmly blocked. He looked down at Zidan looking up at him.
"Can you not go? I want to be with you, Ayana."
At once Ayana threw Zidan's hand violently and left without saying a word.
Arfan who saw it immediately caught up with him and left Zidan alone there. He saw their departure in silence and tried to think clearly.
"Why? Why did that man get to see Ayana? Is this Bella's game? Wasn't she his girlfriend? Arfan, well he was Bella's lover before marrying me they were already in a relationship. What is this really about?" zidan muttered and bit his right thumb.
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At night, the air gets colder in the middle of the year. Zidan continued to wait for Ayana in front of the store.
Like a stalker, he didn't move a second from there. She was worried and worried about where Ayana went with a man named Arfan this afternoon.
Those who have lost track of them cannot follow. Just stay there until not long ago luxury white vehicles right stop at the store parking lot.
The two beads of Zidan squeaked watching the two men descend. He saw them talking for a while and then Arfan left.
Ayana who had just arrived at her shop again was startled by the presence of someone. "Is there a high" his speech broke off for a moment when he found that it was not Arfan who came.
"W-what is Mas Zidan doing here?" tanyanya surprised.
"I've been waiting for you, Ayana. Why did you have to go with that guy? She is Bella's lover. You remember, don't you, Bella? He was also your schoolmate first," said Zidan bergebu.
Ayana grinned at hearing that. "Listen, dear young master, I reiterate. I am not Ayana. I'm Ghazella and .. I don't know who Bella is. You don't brag anymore, better now you go. Because I have to close the shop and rest!"
Ayana leaves Zidan and enters a room. He slammed the door rough with his breath up and down.
Ayana turned her back to the door while clutching her left chest tight. He did not expect to hear the woman's name.
"I can't believe he's going to talk about that woman. Why does he have to go back to my life all the time? O Allah, what should I do?" mumbled wailing.
On the outside, Zidan did not believe. He again condemned his mistake because he considered the painter as his wife.
He really could not help his emotions when he saw Ayana with another man. That's what he knows as Bella's boyfriend.
He went up black and jealousy roared himself making him impatient. He knew he had been very wrong to interfere in Ayana's affairs.
However, even so he really could not see her with another man. It was so painful, like being pricked by a sharp needle.
"Is this the kind of pain you have when you see me with Bella, Ayana? That feeling I took back and it turned out ... it really hurt," she whispered slowly.
In the silence of the night they thought of each other many things about the past. Ayana tries to leave and forget, but fate still brings her to her ex-husband.
That fact cannot be denied, because there are still bonds that cannot be resolved. Perhaps in terms of religion their marriage is over, but the hammer knock on the court is still not there.
What status he has at the moment makes Ayana distraught. He can only go where he is going to lead him.