Tear Flower
Chapter 51's
Time just gives you a chance to meet and change for the better. However, sometimes time does not present unification.
The past is just a story not to be remembered. Its existence is only limited to the wind and only left in a story.
Ayana was still silent, digesting what was happening at this moment. The ex-husband hugged her tighter as he continued to spark words of love.
As if nothing had happened, as if nothing had been missed, the pianist aroused the deepest feeling.
Regret after regret was sparked, tears flowing unbearably showing how badly a Zidan was so beaten.
However, as powerful as anything, as hard as she explained her feelings, Ayana remained unmoved in the slightest.
"Let go!" One word sounds sniffling.
Zidan was flabbergasted and released a hug, his hands still perched on Ayana's shoulder while staring at the hazelnut bead.
Flat face with cold eyes as if he had no expression made Zidan surprised.
This was the first time he saw Ayana displaying such a face. Not a word had he spoken yet, the painter threw both his hands violently.
Without saying anything, Ayana rushed to get into the car. However, his movements were again held back by Zidan.
"Ayana, please listen to me first" he asked a second time.
Ayana pulled her wrist and looked back at the bitch. "There's nothing I need to listen to anymore. I've had enough of all the games you've done. Now enjoy that regret. Because me? No longer care."
As fast as lightning Ayana snatched the key of her vehicle lying below and opened the car door.
He managed to enter without any further interference. Ayana is silent for a while regulating the heartbeat that is too tight.
Not long after he ran his four-wheeled vehicle, leaving Zidan still there.
He did not care, he really did not care what Zidan would do. Ayana wanted to immediately go far away without getting involved in anything else with the man.
"Stupid, stupid, you fool" Ayana said many times.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim, Astaghfirullahaladzim, Astaghfirullahaladzim." He immediately felt sorry for the frustration.
Zidan remained silent in the parking lot as he continued to look at Ayana's departure. Both hands clenched firmly when they realized the mistake made.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim, Ayana is no longer a chance for me?" muttered.
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At half-nine p.m., Zidan returned to his residence. He walked gontai entering the house that had once lived with Ayana.
He stood at the back of the entrance looking around. All the places that caught the view instantly aired the times Ayana was there.
Smile also expands when the woman's shadow wanders as if Ayana is really right in front of her own eyes.
"Aiana." Call Zidan. "Usually you will welcome me home, after which prepare dinner and warm water. You're really very considerate though .. even though I never asked you anything, but you still pay attention to me."
"I'm really stupid to have wasted a wife as good, as beautiful, and as beautiful as Ayana. I want us to go back to what we used to be and start over. Can't you?" she was alone with tears flowing like a river.
On a medium-sized tablet he was watching CCTV footage of the incident one year ago. Where a room that Ayana used to occupy for painting is now no longer used.
Ayana's painting studio in the mansion had nothing to bother her since the owner's departure. The room was abandoned, even Zidan was reluctant to go in there. Because of his depression and hallucinations, Doctor Haikal advises not to get close to the memory of the person.
However, tonight he ventured to see the show. He was surprised to find Ayana running amok that day.
Last night the ex-wife was still in her house. It was also Ayana's return from the hospital after they lost their baby.
"O Allah, Astaghfirullahaladzim, Astaghfirullahaladzim." Zidan continued to stand by to see what was happening.
He did not realize that Ayana was on a rampage and destroyed most of the paintings. He left only one of his works that until now is still in the studio.
"Oh Allah, Ayana." Zidan came back crying to see for himself how bad, hit, and lost Ayana had experienced that day.
However, when the incident took place he was not at home and was accompanying Bella. At that time they enjoyed dinner together and stayed at a luxury hotel.
Their laughter was over Ayana's suffering. Guilt was getting rampant, squeezing his heart very strongly.
"Oh Allah Ayana I am truly sorry. I can't believe you went on a rampage like this that night" he murmured.
Zidan put the tablet on the nightstand and walked out. The hallway that connects the rooms and studios is only a few meters away.
The room was at the end with a white-painted door. Step by step he took to achieve it.
Until he arrived right in front of the door, his heart was racing at once. The firm hand shook and stretched out to reach the handle and opened it slowly.
The cold instantly welcomed, the smell of paint for a year unspoiled made him feel how it happened.
Until he opened the door wide and saw clearly how the room was so messy.
Lots of dust flying, cobwebs adorn every corner, and the picture of the night last year is clearly visible.
Zidan came in and found the only painting left there. With mixed feelings he increasingly walked into venturing closer.
His trembling hands reached the ivory-white cloth covered in dust. He pulled it fast and instantly the dust flew around.
A second later he fell silent and watched the painting inside. He felt an excruciating pain, like there was an invisible hand squeezing his heart strongly.
His chest went up and down and saw clearly what Ayana had left there. He saw a painting of a sleeping baby on a cloud with words of heart-wrenching emotion.
"My son," he mumbled.
Tears could not be dammed anymore, clear crystals sliding rapidly dripping one by one on the dirty floor.
Speechless and speechless, Zidan continued to cry imagining the pain that Ayana had been enduring.
He was very guilty and sinful to ignore the wife who really needed his presence at that time. However, he instead had fun with his second wife without heeding Ayana's sense of loss.
Guilt and remorse cannot bring back what happened. He only hopes that there will be a miracle about his relationship with Ayana.
Although he realized it was not easy to forget the painful past.