Tear Flower
Chapter 52's
Three days passed, since the worst night of her life Ayana tried not to meet Zidan.
Never did Ayana think in the slightest if the ex-husband could express feelings. The words of love she spoke contained bile spreading a bitter taste throughout the heart.
There was no trust that Ayana could feel when she heard those words continue to be spoken. He felt the constant pain coming crashing making him even more injured.
Early in the morning Ayana came to the tomb of the Ashraf family, while carrying a basket of flowers she continued to walk looking for the existence of two tombs there.
Until his goal caught sight, he hurriedly approached and crouched down on the side of one of the tombs.
She found out that both tombs were in the cemetery of her ex-husband's family. He did not expect that Gibran would bury his dead heart there. He thought no one would care about the child who was still a blood clot.
Upon arrival there he immediately offered prayers for him, on the tomb there was a name of the Star. Ayana was silent about the one word she believed from her former sister-in-law. Because he was sure he was the only person who cared so much about him in the most difficult times.
"Honey, this is Mom son. Your apologies can only come to your resting place now. Mamah loves you very much, though .. even though you were in Mamah's stomach for only two months, but Mamah really felt your presence, dear."
"Mommy, love you more than your own life. You are everything to Mom. Forgive Mama, for not being able to take good care of you." Ayana was crying so much that she felt a strong loss again. It does a lot to hold the pain in the chest.
The deliberate loss of a child by the husband himself becomes a crushing blow. He never imagined that Zidan could do that to him.
Maybe he can still forgive, but forgetting takes a lifetime. He was so deeply wounded, that behind the betrayal, Zidan had also killed his own son by plotting.
Finished crying, Ayana sprinkled flowers on the small tomb of her baby. After that he turned to face another tomb in his tomb named Ayana.
He also offered prayers for the late who had replaced his position. The eyelids opened again looking at the mound of earth where underneath there was a long-dead soul.
"Erina, I'm sorry I took your body. I'm really sorry to have used you so much like me. Ever since you died, your mother I've been taking care of you with Danieal."
"He is very grateful for our presence that can treat your departure. Hope you can rest in peace there. May the disease that took your life ... take you to the best place."
"You know I'm a little happy to see my name on this headstone." Alina stroked the gravestone that was next to her. "Ayana, yes ... Ayana died a year and a half ago."
"Ayana who is plain, easy to fool, easy to use, easy to play, has long died. Thank you, Erina, for the opportunity you gave me. Take it easy I'll change your name later," raced Ayana alone.
A few moments later he got up from there and looked at the two mounds of earth. He smiled warmly and then stepped out his feet.
The burial gate caught sight, he continued walking until his concentration was dissolved by the vibration of the mobile phone. He reached into his pocket and found a short message there.
"You came here too?"
Not yet had the thumb clicked on the incoming message, the warm voice of someone greeting. Ayana looked up to find two middle-aged people looking at her fixedly.
Ayana looked at him in silence, while they smiled gently at him.
"It's two years our grandson left, have you also come to him?" said again.
Without dodging Ayana nodded in agreement. "It seems that Mr and Mrs Ashraf have heard that I am indeed Ayana."
Lina and Adnan also widened their eyes. That night after Ayana revealed her identity, all the media reported about her figure.
The news reached his two parents-in-law. They were completely shocked and did not expect that the woman they believed to be his daughter-in-law was Ayana.
Their doubts were answered already, Ayana was still alive and faked death. However, despite that, a lot of support came.
"Ayana, my daughter-in-law." As fast as lightning Lina instantly scattered herself to hug the son-in-law.
She thought that Ayana was still the legal wife of her first son, Zidan. He also hopes they can get back together like they were yesterday.
"Can the Madam let me go?" pinta Ayana formal.
Instantly Lina released a hug and stared fixedly at this dark bead of the young lady before her.
"Why? Why are you being formal with Mamah? This is Mamah, son. Mamah is your in-law" he reminded.
Ayana smiled wryly, looking at Lina and then Adnan took turns.
"I'm sorry, but .. I'm not the old Ayana anymore. I'm not the Ayana you guys expect anymore. I'm-"
Not yet Ayana finished her words, again and again Lina hugged her tightly. The middle-aged woman who was already considered as her birth mother also returned to embrace her warm as days ago.
"No! You're still the Ayana we love. You came here to visit the Stars, right? We gave him a name like that so that your son is like a star who can accompany his parents every night. Ayana, even though you changed, but both Mom and Dad's affections remain the same."
"You're still a son-in-law ah, no .. Our child," Lina said.
Ayana smiled sweetly and returned her embrace. Without saying a word he fell silent with mixed feelings.
...***...
Lina did not let go of the grip in Ayana's hand. They walked to the parking lot and kept talking to each other.
Adnan who was behind the two women smiled. The middle-aged man was happy to see his son-in-law again.
"Ayana, I'm glad you're alive. Why are you leaving, son?" ask Adnan later.
Ayana turned to him and reviewed the knotty smile. "Too many wounds that I feel, you also understand." Adnan and Lina nodded in understanding.
"How about we have dinner tonight? Mamah would love to be able to eat with you again, dear," Lina said staring expectantly.
Ayana turned to him again. "God willing, if there's not much work I'll drop by."
"Promise dad?" lina made sure.
Ayana nodded her head twice and removed her hand grip from Lina's grip slowly. Want not to want the big lady to let go.
"Then I go first ... later I call again," he said, nodding at a glance and hurrying away from before Lina and Adnan.
The two middle-aged men looked at the son-in-law in silence. They hope and continue to hope that Ayana can return to be her family.
Along the way, Ayana continued to grip the powerful steering wheel of the car. His eyes were straight ahead with sharp eyes.
He remembered there was a message that had not been read. He then reached for the cell phone lying in the next seat.
He opened and read the message. At the corner of his lips was raised to see the notice given by the brother.
"I didn't expect to get a good chance like this. Everything is going really well" he murmured. The car was speeding through the wind on the streets of the capital.