Tear Flower
Chapter 37's
Illusions whisper softly if what is expected is sometimes just a dream. Hope for the sake of hope will not be easily realized just relying on yourself. Bring and follow God in it, for nothing is impossible if God wills.
Impossible for the human view, easy for God. When Allah says kuna faa yakun, be it! Then be it. Continue to hope and depend on God alone. Because God is the Owner of Life.
Now destiny is playing out in Ayana's life. He was trapped in a piece that required him to put the puzzle together from the beginning.
It is not easy to rearrange the heart as it was. Like broken glass, although it can be arranged again, but there are cracks that show the real event.
Trust cannot be built again. Once betrayed, that painful shadow would continue to appear.
"So, you admit if .. you're Ayana Ghazella? My old schoolmate?" Bella continues to corner Ayana.
Ayana did not budge in the slightest, the look in her eyes sharpened with a grin on the beautiful face of her interlocutor.
Witnessing the change, Bella realizes that Ayana is struggling with herself.
"Don't dodge, just admit the truth. You are Ayana, the wasted wife of Zidan Ashraf." Bella's getting blatant.
"What you're harassing I don't understand at all. Who it is you, Ayana, or Zidan, has nothing to do with me."
"I stress again, if I am Ghzella Arsyad. You want to believe it or not please. However, the facts tell that the truth."
"If you still don't believe it" Ayana re-opens the phone in her grasp.
Not long after, he showed me something in it. A second later Bella's soot beads widened.
Slowly lips as red as an open cherry feel an unreasonable surprise.
He saw the results of DNA tests between Ghazella Arsyad and Celia and Aidan had a match.
"I was constantly terrorized by you who cornered me as someone else. What now you still don't believe? Please take me to the hospital to be rechecked, "challeng Ayana grinned widely.
Bella looked at the onyx pair who were looking at her sharply.
"This woman? Who the hell is he? I have to be careful, it seems like she's not just any woman," Bella's mind felt a sense of foreboding.
Without saying a word, Bella stomped her feet and left.
Ayana smiled as she watched her figure disappear behind the car.
"I'll never lose to you again, Bella. I don't want you to interfere with my life anymore" Ayana muttered.
Bella still managed to catch her breath that felt tight. His chest rose and fell as the grip on the steering wheel tightened.
He had just obtained an astonishing fact, if the woman who resembled the late Ayana was really someone else.
However, there are still doubts in Bella.
"Is the DNA test true? Why am I still doubting?" muttered.
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Day after day passed, Ayana was getting preoccupied with the preparation of the exhibition.
He continued to meet with Arfan to make the two closer. Sometimes the businessman comes to the Arsyad family mansion for dinner together.
Of course their closeness became a byword in various circles. Until the news reached Zidan's ears.
He saw the reconnaissance results from his man showed a heartbreaking incident.
"What the fuck? Why are they getting closer? What did Ayana think? She's still my wife, why is she with another man?" Zidan furiously clenched his right hand on the table.
"Several days, Lady Ayana often spent time with Mr. Arfan. Sometimes they get caught going to their families," he explained, making Zidan more and more unscrupulous.
He pulled his head to look at the other person.
"What did you say? They've even visited each other's family's residence?" Strictly the man nodded confidently
Zidan kicked down the strong table until some of the files on it fell.
"I can't let this happen. I don't want Ayana to be with anyone else." Zidan immediately got up from sitting and grabbed the suit on the wooden hanger.
He came out of the room and slammed the door hard. The feeling of uncertainty, just by imagining it, he already felt pain.
"Wait for me, Ayana," he thought.
In a different place, for the umpteenth time Ayana has to deal with people in the past.
This time her ex-mother and father-in-law came to the store. Ayana who had just arrived after arranging the plan with some people in the exhibition building was surprised to find the two middle-aged in front of the shop.
Ayana parked the car and rushed out and approached them.
"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry is there anything I can help you with?" greet Ayana friendly.
Lina and Arshan turned around to find the painter smiling sweetly.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ayana? Uh, em Ghazella?" lina was nervous.
"Ah, Mr and Mrs Arfan, what are you doing here? Would you like to take a look at my painting?" ayanna tried to convince as someone else.
Lina and Arshan looked at each other, his facial water showing confusion.
Ayana who understood was just commenting on a smile. He looked at them in silence, though in his chest so turbulent a feeling of guilt.
"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry to have lied to you, but .. I have no choice but to do this. May Father and Mother understand. I ... love you very much. However, to go back to how it used to be .. sorry I can't. O Allah forgive me, "monologue Ayana in silence.
"If there's something that the Master and Madam want to say, let's go inside, please" said Ayana stepping past the two.
He sighed softly while turning his back to Lina and Arshan. He opened the shop door and pushed it inside.
"Please come in" he said.
Lina and Arshan looked at each other again and followed Ayana's steps. The cold instantly welcomed, the middle-aged couple swept a glance around.
They saw a lot of paintings there. The clean whitewashed walls reconciled the view making the two fixated.
Lina and Arsha were amazed by every work Ayana had created.
"Please sit Mr. Madam," said Ayana surprisingly as she placed two green tea cups on the table.
Lina and Arsan also realized and turned their eyes to the former daughter-in-law who was returning to display a friendly smile.
The two businessmen then walked together to the table that Ayana had prepared. They faced Ayana who was looking at them in turn.
"So, have the Ladies and Gentlemen spoken of your coming? If the Master and Madam need a painting, I can recommend it. For beginners I choose the painting on our right. The sea picture shows peace and quiet."
"Then, if you want more"
"Ayana, can you be honest with Father and Mom?"
Lina's question instantly stopped Ayana's words. He mutely looked back at his two in-laws who were giving hopeful eyes.