
The chaos within him gradually evaporated and flew off into space. Relieved already the statement he gave made most of the problems have disappeared.
The crescent moon shimmered on her beautiful face, Ayana swept another look at all the pairs of eyes that were now staring at her.
He knows what they think, when reality does not match expectations only disappointment is obtained. The reporters were hoping to get news that matched anonymous messages given to each person.
Ayana found out from someone who told her cell phone. After revealing the facts earlier, he got a message that made him smile more widely.
The message read: "Bella, it's been spreading to reporters if you're a painter who likes to manipulate people for your own sake. Be careful, that woman will most likely continue to target you."
"I never knew if Bella would do anything to keep dropping me. I was not aware of yesterday's incident .. gave her the opportunity to target my weakness. O Allah, thank You for giving strength to the servant" Ayana thought in silence.
He heard the people in front of him whispering to each other. They say if the message obtained is not in accordance with the facts.
"Alright, since the interview session is over I will go first," said Ayana rising from her seat.
Step by step he took spread an increasingly confident aura. Everyone looked at him in silence and immediately realized that the painter had completely abandoned him.
At once they also moved from sitting to catch up with Ayana. Questions after other questions were given that were only given a smile and a polite nod from the hijab woman.
Until Ayana disappears behind her vehicle, they stop taking action. The reporters looked at each other without saying a word and along with that the painter's car drove.
In a different place, Bella was wide open to watch the show given by Ayana. He did not expect that what he had compiled now turned around.
The arrow targeting him made him fall out of the fog. Bella who was in the training studio was surprised to find news about it.
"W-how did this happen? How could that woman have leaked my family's past? And ... and where was this tape taken from?" Bella continued to fumble while carrying a medium-sized flat object in her grip.
He looked up at the other person with a serious look. Elisha, that twenty-nine-year-old woman could only duck deeply.
"Elisha, do you hear me? Where did Ayana get this tape?" ask Bella again.
Elisha clasped both hands tightly still reluctant to look at his interlocutor.
"I also don't know how the tape was leaked" he said timidly.
Bella flings the tablet producing a thumping sound. He rubbed his pussy face and ruffled his waist.
"How can my conversation with you get leaked out like this? We turned off the CCTV cameras, right?" ask Bella again who is possessed by Elisha. "More is just us in this room. How could? How did this happen?" Bella is increasingly not afraid to watch the training room that witnesses her speech a few years back.
At that time he received an award as the favorite pianist couple. Elisha who was holding his charter was amazed.
Bella and Elisha have been working together for years. Since her debut as a pianist, she has been her personal manager and assistant.
He was trusted by Bella to take care of all the gig schedules until his life. Elisha can be said to be a living witness to what the pianist has done.
"I'm glad you finally got the award" Elisha said that day.
"Yes of course. I can get any award if I continue with Zidan. Because only with him can I be recognized as a pianist. I'll use his talent to boost his popularity. I couldn't let her stay up in the clouds and let my parents be forgotten" Bella replied later.
Elisha shook his head slowly. "I'm really surprised by your actions. Do you want revenge on him?"
Elisha could only smile wryly seeing the earnestness and heartache behind the look in his eyes. He is an orphan who has been raised by Arsa and Aruna.
They find Elisha starving in the middle of the road and help him. After he was a teenager he was reunited with Bella to make him connect with each other.
After the years changed, the woman returned the favor by becoming Bella's manager and assistant.
Elisha can't do anything about it when Bella decides to get married as a second wife. However, behind it he knew what the pianist was planning.
In silence Elisha helped her. Starting from being an anonymous writer to the messenger to the reporters to humiliate Ayana.
However, now he realized that the opponent they faced could not be underestimated. Ayana always gives surprise after surprise, like today. The painter woman gave their game into the mastermind's hands.
"What are we going to do next?" elisha asked Bella to look back at him.
He smiled meaningfully making Elisha again must be ready for the order to be given.
...***...
Along the way Ayana continued to listen to the sholawat chants played in the car. His beautiful manic looked straight ahead where the king of the afternoon perched comfortably on his throne.
That blinding light accompanied solitude. Ayana smiled happily as the problem that came to her this time was successfully resolved.
Not long after, a call came into the phone. Ayana connects him to the car and instantly the sound of someone greeting.
"Assalamu'alaikum, what an amazing show, Ayana," he said across the street.
Ayana gave a brief chuckle to him, "Wa'alaikumsalam, thanks to whose help was it?" his question made the person in the call laugh slowly.
"You could have, I'm sure after this the woman can't dwell," he said again.
Ayana nodded in agreement, "Right, we'll see where she'll act later."
"Just calm down, I won't let him touch you again."
Ayana smiled sweetly hearing that. "Thank you, see you in the capital."
"Well, watch out for the wolf."
They also laughed happily and relieved at the achievements that have been successfully passed.
Ayana did not expect that someone who met in that place had extraordinary abilities. He continually thanked God for being met with kind people.
Ayana gets strength and confidence from her figure who has been fully supportive. He can successfully reap success thanks to the help that is continuously given.
"God, thank God, for the abundance of mercy you have given us" Ayana murmured at a glance at the sky this afternoon.
His car was speeding on the streets of the capital splitting the wind.