Tear Flower
Chapter 53's
Zidan just got home from work today. Since that night he still could not meet with Ayana again.
The busyness that comes to him makes him have to be restrained. Exercises, concerts, and office work are all done simultaneously.
Today he went to the main residence, the mother since this afternoon continued to force him to go back there. He did not want to accept his letter.
He also arrived at the magnificent house owned by his parents, the elegant feel so thick felt. He parked the car in a large parking lot. Lots of fancy cars parked there.
Zidan came out and hurried inside which was immediately greeted by several servants. He walked and searched for the whereabouts of his mother.
"Look who's coming." Lina surprised her who had just set foot about to reach the second floor.
His steps stopped, turning to the left where in the dining room he saw the woman who for a year and more had overturned his world.
"W-Why?" call nervous.
The eyeball also looked at his parents who were smiling sweetly. He walked slowly to the dining table and did not take his eyes off Ayana.
"Why are you here?" ask again.
"Mama invited Ayana to dinner together. Sorry well Ayana, Mamah did not say that Zidan also ate with us," Lina explained while looking at them alternately. He hoped the meeting would bring the two closer together again.
"It's okay, ma'am. I don't mind," Ayana replied, noting a wry smile and there's meaning behind it.
"Can you call me Mom? It feels like we're just strangers" Lina replied later.
"It doesn't matter, Mom." Call Ayana to make Zidan's heart beat too bad.
It was like feeling the atmosphere like before, where their harmonious life was still going on. Lina who heard that also developed a big smile.
"Then let's eat, then" he asked.
They also sit in their own chairs. Zidan hurried to sit down next to his mother and still looked at the woman before him.
Dinner went well, they talked a lot about what had happened. However, there is nothing to mention about the past, especially Ayana's miscarriage.
Ayana behaves like a new person who first joined the family dinner. He paid no heed to the pair of onyx who were still watching him.
The atmosphere there was just like the past. Where Ayana is still very innocent participate in the game played by her husband and honey.
In that warmth, Ayana held back all the vexation within herself over what they were layering. He wished he could quickly leave the sickening atmosphere.
However, he tried to endure there were things that had to be resolved first before leaving the place. Something that could have surprised the three people there.
"Ayana, you accepted Mamah's invitation to dinner, does that mean ... Do you also want to be with our family again?" lina asked in the middle of the conversation and glanced at her son.
As Ayana stopped her activities, looked straight ahead and looked at them one by one.
He saw a hopeful twinkle, especially from the pianist man. Her soft lips curved up perfectly watching the expression of the family.
Ayana snorted softly and then lowered her head while reaching for the sling bag that was in her lap. He took out the letter he got from Danieal's notice this morning and held it firmly under the table.
"I'm sorry I couldn't meet your expectations. I accept this invitation reason-" Ayana put the letter on the table.
"Maybe my country and young master are still husband and wife status, but religiously talaq has been dropped. I knew if this invitation was meant to allow us to meet each other, that was the reason why I accepted."
"Because I want to formalize our separation." Firm and clear, Ayana revealed her main purpose of coming there. He sent the letter into their midst.
He raised his palm and made it clear that the letter was from the religious court office. Zidan, Lina, and Adnan were staring at one point.
They were surprised not to play when they found out the call letter. Ayana who watched the reaction of the three smiled widely.
He grabbed his sling bag and got up from sitting down.
"There's no reason for me to be here. Thanks for the dinner, I really enjoyed it. Oh well don't forget Young Master to sign the letter," Ayana said drawing attention.
The three looked up to witness the seriousness on Ayana's pretty face. Again and again the painter also showed a meaningful smile.
Zidan then rose from his seat making his chair squeak. "What do you mean give me this letter?" tanyanya nyalang while presenting the letter given by Ayana.
The woman looked at him coldly. "As you know if the letter is from a religious court. Should I reiterate? I'd like to divorce you!"
After saying that Ayana left without giving them a chance to speak. Seeing his departure, Zidan pecked while squeezing the letter.
"Pursue him, Zidan," the mother reminded.
Zidan ran as hard as he could and grabbed Ayana's wrist. The two of them were in a deserted courtyard there was no one there.
"No! I don't want to be separated from you, Ayana. I love you so much, I don't want to lose you again. I really love you," Zidan said honestly for the umpteenth time.
Ayana let go of her rough grip and fiercely snorted. He stepped foot again no matter what Zidan had just said.
The man came back not to let Ayana go. He hugged her from behind and leaned more and more into the wife's back.
"You're still my wife. You're still my halal partner, Ayana. You are still the one who stands by me. Ayana come back please. I'm really sorry and .. I promise I won't spare you anymore" Zidan said.
"Let go!" As vigorously as Ayana pulled the burly arm that wrapped around her queen's belly.
After detaching he turned around and slapped a hard slap across that smooth cheek. Both of his eyes turned red looking at Zidan fixedly.
"Have you said that after what happened? I endured six years of pain ... I kept years of injuries, and I lost a child that could be expected for our relationship to improve, but what? But what's your reply, HUH?" retali Ayana pressed down on every word. "You killed him on purpose."
He shook his head many times with tears just spilling out. "Only in a year and a half can you say that? Where was your cruelty at that time? Don't you remember how many times you hurt me? Do you remember?"
Ayana was getting out of control, her chest rising down as tears flowed. The shadow of her husband's treachery recollects.
He clasped both hands firmly withstanding all the pain that was crashing and returned to him.