Tear Flower
Chapter 76's
Upon Ayana's arrival at the gallery, the place had already been surrounded by reporters. He stopped a few meters behind him watching them in silence.
He took out his smart object from his sling bag and saw many messages and missed calls.
She saw the incoming messages one by one coming from her brother and her husband. He raised the corner of his lips when he caught a notification coming into the email.
He clicked and saw that there was an article there. Without any more ba bi bu, Ayana immediately opened and read word by word contained in it.
Amidst the seriousness of reading the article, Ayana is startled by an incoming call from an unknown number.
Without hesitation Ayana also answered the foreign phone. He brought the phone closer to the earlobe and the sound of wind was caught.
"You can't get into your gallery, can you? I tell you something, they want to find the truth. Who are you, who is Ayana Ghazella and who is Ghazella Arsyad. You've been playing with yourself, Ayana. Now people know who you really are. You, the painter who only boosted the popularity of the wealth of the Arsyad family and also ... claimed to be someone else and. So, essentially you're known as the manipulative painter."
"You .. Your good name is ruined now. What else do you want? I suggest that you quickly leave here and leave Mas Zidan, so that your mentality is not chaotic anymore" said someone across the phone blabbing non-stop.
Ayana stared fixedly ahead, the corner of her lips grinning sharply. He knows the meaning in every word this woman wants to affect her psychic condition.
Bella is a really tough opponent. Ayana could not let the woman continue to play and play with her life.
Without answering a word, Ayana immediately turned off the call making Bella link the two sharp eyebrows.
"How dare he turn off my call" he said furiously.
Not long after that Bella saw Ayana coming out of her vehicle. With a confident pace the painter walked up to the gallery shop he was in.
Bella was flabbergasted, but a second later her red lips puffed up perfectly.
"He got into a trap. Does he want to embarrass himself? It's amazing" he muttered, looking where Ayana was going.
Each step he took gave his own strength. Ayana walked confidently looking at each of the loyal people in her shop.
Sensing the owner's whereabouts, one of the reporters turned and informed his colleagues.
Instantly, the camera light immediately highlighted Ayana's arrival. Highlight eyes full of meaning rolling onto each curious face.
In silence Ayana grasped a truth that could incriminate her. He will never get caught up in Bella's game again after what happened.
"I'm sure this can turn on her," Ayana thought expectantly.
In a different place, Zidan, Danieal, Giban, and Haikal who were monitoring CCTV were shocked by the arrival of the household assistant.
Melati, a middle-aged woman who has worked for many years at the Zidan residence, also told if there was a young lady on television.
The four men rushed to the living room. Inside the big screen there is Ayana who is in the main spotlight.
Underneath the words read, Ayana Ghazella the painter who was rumored to be involved in a problem.
"Is it true that you simply used the wealth of the Arsyad family to elevate your career as a painter?"
"Is it true that you're manipulating the Arsyad family to boost your popularity?"
"Are you really using someone who has died to deceive people?"
The interview was held in front of the Ayanas gallery. The news immediately spread to all corners of the city making art lovers excited.
Even some accounts that admired Ayana threw words at each other. There are those who support some. All of that can be closed by the words that Ayana wants to serve.
Behind the glitter of the camera lights and the buzz of endless questions after questions, Ayana looked up.
The sky this morning looked so bright, the king of the afternoon displayed a cheerful smile spreading a dazzling light. Occasionally the wind came to give coolness to him, as someone who was now cornered Ayana looked calm.
Not far from her whereabouts, Bella who hid in her four-wheeled vehicle also returned to grinning.
He was happy, as if the game he was doing was working.
"You're really playing on your own suffering, Ayana." Bella laughed happily to see the painter looking clumsy behind her back.
However, without realizing it Ayana developed a smile on the reporters. They were astonished to see the hospitality and peace of the new painter.
"Can we do an exclusive interview? I'll prepare a place for you."
After saying that Ayana went into the gallery where Seruni had been frightened. He hid in the next room while waiting for the noise to go away.
Not long after he heard the sound of the door being opened, Seruni hurriedly came out and found Ayana smiling sweetly at him.
"Can you clear that long table? We will have a guest," he said, then gave a meaningful glance in making it fixated.
Without rejecting Seruni hurriedly cleaned up the long table located in the corner of the room. Various paintings of Ayana are also displayed behind her.
The owner walked to and fro making the sound of heels echo there. His charm, his body language, charismatic aura that emanated instantly made the reporters look at each other.
They did not know what Ayana was going to do after inviting her inside. Those people continued to pay attention to the painter who was still busy arranging the room.
He also put the iPad on the side of the table in a standing position, leaning on the back of the tablet. There is also a magnolia flower on a small white vase beside it.
Ayana holds a medium-sized painting canvas right next to the chair she will be sitting on. In a purple robe with an extra cloth like an apron wrapped around his waist, the painter walked forward to open the gallery door.
Instantly the smell of magnolia flowers gives calm. The news that was in the middle of airing must also be in pause first.
"Please come in" Ayana said kindly.
He walked in front of them while leading the reporters. Not long after, he sat in the chair provided.
The people who were about to cover it again also sat on the seats available there. Those who had been so enthusiastic wanted to get justification from a question felt bad.
Ayana's treatment of him was completely beyond shadow. They looked at each other again, making the painter develop a smile.
"What did you want to ask earlier, please reapply. I will answer them one by one and hope to meet your expectations" he replied straightforwardly.
They took out a small note and set up the camera. All pairs of eyes were on Ayana who unperturbedly faced the journalist who was approximately fifteen people.
Highlights eyes firmly visible behind his nettle bead. Ayana looked back at them one by one with her fingers squeezing each other on the table.