Tear Flower
Chapter 7's
The night of martyrdom changed havoc. The harmony that had just been frowned upon turned into bile spread the bitterness.
A dream is just a wish that cannot be achieved. The harmony of a family in front of the eyes shattered. The rainbow was almost present and again disappeared when reality slapped it strongly.
"You ... had a miscarriage. The fetus in your uterus must be removed immediately," explained the doctor.
As lightning struck, the news slapped him powerfully streaming endless tears. Ayana did not expect to lose her child candidate who is still developing.
He cried without saying a word. Just when the sun rises, at that time he must bring out the baby.
Pain must be felt again. He lost his only hope and the most precious treasure of his life.
Time passed, terrible events had already passed. Fetal expenditure was going well, Ayana did not act anything just looking straight ahead. Where the ceiling of the living room as if mocking him.
Not long after the door opened, her eyeballs rolled to see her husband and honey coming. He got up from lying down and cried again right in front of Zidan.
"I ... Our baby no longer exists" he explained with a sobbing.
The words that came out of his own mouth were like a dagger slashing with feelings. Ayana clutching the hospital blanket powerfully could not stem the grief.
"What's? How could? You're not good at looking after our son. You don't deserve to be a wife or a mother. You are not worthy to be a mother, just keeping the womb is not becus! You bad woman!" wrath Zidan.
Hearing the words full of thorns spilled back the wound on the gaping heart. Wounds that have not healed are now overwritten again.
One word represents everything. Ayana was stunned with her pale mouth slightly opened, she could not believe her husband said it badly.
It should at this time be placated with warm and reconciling words. However, what Ayana got was the opposite.
"Do-physicians say the reason, if excessive night activity can lead to miscarriage. Moreover, pregnancy in the first trimester, my womb is weak that's why we lost this child," Ayana's great-grandson tried to explain.
"So you mean .. You blame me for having excessive intercourse?" his movements.
Ayana nodded slowly while continuing to hide her tears unable to see the glint of anger of the husband.
Zidan rubbed his huffed face while growling. "The only ones who can't keep the content well. The proof is that you're weak, it's all your fault. YOUR FAULT!" he shouted and left the room.
After Zidan, Bella who had continued to see the thrilling scene in front of her could only smile while folding her hands in front of her chest.
He who was leaning against the wall slowly began to approach Ayana's bed. The hijab-wearing woman who had just lost her baby looked up and immediately their gazes met.
Bella gets closer and stands right next to her and then looks down while putting her hand on Ayana's right shoulder.
"Isn't it painful to lose your baby? I'm so sorry."
After saying that, Bella pulled herself back and smiled a sweet smile. Not long after he left there leaving the helplessness of Ayana.
Really he did not expect and suspected the husband could act excessively. It was as if he had hot water on his head. He was boiling, trembling, and weak, losing the most precious treasure of his life.
Ayana never thought that her husband would do such immoral things. However, whatever the power of all has happened and he really lost the prospective baby by his own father.
"I'm sorry, honey. Mom can't take care of you properly. Mama apologized and thank you for being present in Mama's life even if only for a moment. May you rest there, Mamah loves you, dear. Sorry .. forgive Mamah," muttered Ayana continued to say sorry.
Behind the heat of the sun this morning he had to get cloudy clouds and heavy rain behind his eyes.
She cried and continued to cry alone with no one by her side. His heart was so sick and sore to accept the reality that it again slapped him strongly.
He should have realized that he was completely worthless in Zidan's life. However, she was too overwhelmed by the false affection her husband gave her. Until the regret came, he could do nothing.
"Your apologies" he said, and a second later the screams of the wounded wife echoed in the room.
...***...
Zidan sat quietly on the sofa of the family room. The fingers of the fingers interlocked so tightly with attention kept staring at the marble floor below. The roar of breath was still hunting upon arrival from the hospital, he kept his mouth shut not saying a word.
Not long after, Bella came and sat down next to her. He hugged the husband's shoulder warmly and rubbed it slowly.
"Mas is innocent. Everything was Ayana's fault, she couldn't keep her own content," she said trying to cheer up.
"I didn't think of anything. This is what I wanted .. From the beginning I did not want to have children from him. I just want a kid from you, honey." He let go of Bella's hand and immediately threw himself into her arms.
Bella reviews the knotty smile and tightens their embrace. He knew that even though Zidan had said so, deep down from the bottom of his heart the deepest loss greeted him. He felt his beloved's firm shoulders tremble slowly.
"It's okay I understand, everything will be fine" said Bella subtly.
Zidan only nodded briefly and secured his position in the arms of his second wife. They dissolve in the warm embrace of each body forgetting the pain of an Ayana.
Not long later, when they still enjoy the martyrdom of the arrival of someone to disturb togetherness.
Zidan is forcefully pulled off Bella's embrace and unexpectedly a crushing blow lands on her cheek. He fell down with his lips spitting out fresh blood.
"Gibrans? What are you doing?" bella shouted in surprise to see the sister-in-law.
Zidan wiped his blood slowly and rose up with the help of his wife. "Why did you hit Mas, huh?" snarl.
"Because I deserve it. What did you do until Ayana lost her baby? I know you've betrayed behind our backs, Mas's been wrong to marry this woman. He doesn't love you at all. Look, someday I'll be sorry."
Gibran hit him again without giving Zibran a chance to speak. Without heeding anything else he left from there leaving anger in the chest of the brother.
"Ma-Mas, you don't have to think about what he said. I'm sure he's just provoking you" Bella said anxiously.
Zidan just nodded slowly and stared at the departure of the younger brother. His ethereal bead continued to follow where the figure disappeared to.
"He ... always interfered," he murmured.