Tear Flower
Chapter 35's
Scrutinizing into the deepest recesses of the heart, the gaping wound still remained wet and durable. Many times it is stitched, treated, but still brings out the pain.
Time cannot erode memories that once happened. The shadow of the most difficult moments dances beautifully and laughs at her bad luck.
He thought falling in love at first sight would lead to an estuary of happiness. But, in fact, it invites him to the pit of pain.
Remembering those days will shed tears. In the silence of the night, in a room in the family mansion Arsyad Ayana cried alone.
He stood in front of a large window, staring at the sky without a single star. Grey clouds clumped against each other revealing nothingness.
"Darling, what are you doing there? Mom misses you so much. Son, Mamah is really sorry for not taking care of you properly. Well, fine there until we meet. Mom loves you very much, dear."
The words that are triggered give an incision of pain. People who hear it may feel deep sadness.
Ayana gave a deep kiss on a piece of photo of her baby at the time. This picture is the only memory he has.
The results of the ultrasound he received the first time the examination. She was devastated and hurt by the loss of her baby who had not seen the world.
As a prospective mother, she was really shaken when she found out if she miscarried. There were no words of encouragement from the husband, to which the man blamed himself.
When the night approaches, Ayana always cries to mourn the baby who has gone. After that he will perform the sunnah prayer to relieve the pain.
He has been doing this for the past year. He drew closer to God and continued to correct the mistakes he had made.
"O Allah, I beg you to give patience, and patience to take the test from You. I believe that behind yesterday's events you were planning something best. As now, You gave family to the servant and priceless sustenance. Thank you God and keep the servant child with You at your best" he murmured in the silence of the night. A single tear fell as an expression of the deepest heart.
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Ayana is back with Arfan. Today they came to the building in the center of the city to look around the place to be used as an exhibition.
Room by room the two came to talk with several people who accompanied.
In the midst of the busyness they were doing, suddenly a woman dressed in mini came to disturb. His loud voice instantly stopped the activities there and made everyone turn to him.
"Oh, good so this is how you do outside? You-" Haven't had time to finish her words, the woman pegged when Ayana turned her body.
Their views met and locked onto each other. His lips curved perfectly to form a very beautiful curve.
"Bella's? What are you doing here?" arfan asked surprised to find the pianist could come to that place.
Bella, not heeding her words and kept looking at Ayana. The black-hijab woman stared fixedly making her creeps.
"W-Well? You-you're still alive?" tanyanya nervous.
"Wanna? Do you know that woman too? I've been hearing this from some people lately. Is his name on the scene now?" ayana asked and then turned to Arfan.
"Ah, this is all just a misunderstanding. Bella, meet this Ghazella Arsyad. He is a famous newcomer painter in our country. Don't you know him?" obviously Arfan made Bella miserable.
He was still shocked at what he saw at this moment. Right in front of his own eyes the late ex-husband's wife was standing and smiling sweetly at him.
"Gha-Ghazella Arshad?" his great-grandson.
"Make me Ghazella Arsyad. Nice to meet you, you," he explained kindly.
Bella who still did not understand the situation there was just winking. He was silent a thousand languages locked his lips tightly.
Ayana who saw no sign of the woman was about to welcome her shaman pulled him back.
"It looks like this Miss is not doing well. Then excuse me first, there is still a lot to take care of. Excuse me." Ayana pressed down on each sentence and grinned widely before leaving from before Bella.
The citrus scent flowed as Ayana passed through it. Bella who was still dumbstruck moved her body backwards following where the woman went.
"Wanna? Is she really Ayana? A ghazella? Why did he use that name?" bella muttered after gaining her consciousness again.
"Better now you go home. We have no relationship, so I hope this is the last time you see me" Arfan said, following where Ayana was going.
The still shaken Bella did not heed it. The pianist's mind was dead-end witnessing a face very similar to Ayana's.
"I have to find out the truth. Ghazella Arsyad, is she really a descendant of that doctor's family?" mumbling again. Bella hurriedly went to undo the initial intention of her arrival.
The sound of the car door slamming strong. Bella sat in the steering wheel still with a thousand questions to her head. He gripped the steering wheel of a powerful car and rushed out of the building.
About half an hour later, she came to the ex-husband's residence. Finished parking the car carelessly he entered without permission like his own home.
Zidan who had just finished exercising was surprised to find his ex there. He sipped his isotonic drink slowly and sat down on the chair facing the long table.
"Mas, did you know?" ask Bella directly.
"Would you like to come here? We don't have any more business to discuss anything. We're-"
"Ayana, she's alive, right?" Bella cut her words quickly made Zidan turn his head.
"I saw a woman who looked very much like her. So, I think if Ayana's still alive," Bella explained.
"Ghazella Arsyad, is that what you mean?" ask Zidan, take your eyes off.
"So, did you know about that woman? Who the hell is he? Is he really someone else and not Ayana?" Bella is back.
"I think we have no reason to talk about each other's lives. We've been separated for a year and I don't want to see you again." Zidan left Bella frustrated.
The woman stared at his departure with a firm fist. "Why? Because I betrayed you? Are you sorry that you abandoned Ayana? And you want to be with a woman who looks like her?" Bella's provoking.
However, Zidan did not heed and continued to walk up one by one stairs. Being ignored like that makes Bella ride apoplexy. He stomped his feet violently and shouted furiously.
"What the fuck? Why does everything have to be like this? That lady? Who exactly is he? Is she really Ghazella not Ayana? Eh, wait! A ghazella? A ghazella? What possible?" Bella realized her own words.
He rushed from there to return home. He felt familiar with the name, as if in the past he had heard of it.
When he arrived in the car, he remembered one thing. "Isn't Ayana's full name Ghazella? Ayana Ghazella, well that's her real name. Does he really play someone else?"