Tear Flower
Chapter 87's
As Ayana had planned yesterday, now she had invited Bening and Danieal in her gallery.
They sat in a circle next to the soundproof room. Today, Ayana deliberately did not open her shop first to discuss something.
"No need to get acquainted again, right? Did you know this?" Ayana turned her hand to the right where Bening was sitting there.
Danieal who was opposite him nodded. "Bening's Mom, right? Erina's mother?"
"Yes right, but better call him Ma'am. His age is not much different from ours, Mas" explained Ayana.
"That's right, I'm still thirty-nine years old," continued Bening making Danieal gawk.
"W-what? Wow, that's amazing" he said.
Ayana and Bening looked at each other and laughed together.
After that Ayana also issued some neatly arranged documents on the map. He opened his zipper which immediately the attention of the two people there led to him.
"As I told Mas and Mbak earlier today." Ayana took out an A4-sized paper that was spread out in the middle of the table.
"I-this, right?" Danieal was nervous to witness the discovery of his sister.
"True, this is a dock or port owned by the Han president," explained Ayana later.
"What does this dock have to do with Bella?" ask Bening.
Ayana turned to him and took out a picture in the map she printed this morning.
"Yesterday Ma'am gave me this photo, right? I searched through it and got the location where it was," he said, looking at them in turn.
"Oh, my God, you're moving very fast. I heard from the cafe waitress that there were some people watching you? Does that have anything to do with this?" Danieal took one of the files there.
Ayana nodded without any gaps. "That's right, they had something to do with this. Turns out, Bella and President Han are working together."
"What?" Danieal was surprised not to play.
"Em, I've guessed. Ma'am found the photo from someone who found it from CCTV footage. He also does not know what place it is and Mbak .. can not confirm it," continued Bening again.
"I see, we can't let go of the digital trail. As soon as anything hiding a place could definitely be detected as well, I thought of going there," Ayana said later.
"Huh? What do you mean by going there? No-no, Mas won't let you go to the tiger's den. Did you forget what that old man did?" Danieal rejected it outright.
"Just calm down, Ma'am will tell someone to find out the place. We need not act rashly and make the enemy aware of this plan" Bening said.
"So, what's the plan?" danieal asked, looking at him.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"We must be able to dismantle the guise of President Han so that the old man is not arbitrary. He must feel the results of his own actions, including Bella. Mbak is furious to see the woman continues to wander around slandering Ayana, hurting her, and playing tricks on her. Mbak can not keep quiet after knowing the truth," said Bening excited.
Hearing her words made Ayana overwhelmed. He clasped his hands tightly while glazing.
The woman also developed a sweet smile and gave a short nod. In silence Danieal also felt the same way.
He hopes the problems that befall Ayana soon subside and the sister can live peacefully.
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"So far the target is still not aware of anything we are doing. Ayana is still busy in her gallery and is the wife of Zidan," explains Bella folding her hands in front of her chest walking around the company's president's desk.
The old man who was sitting in his big chair was staring fixedly at the young woman.
"Can accelerate? I can't help it anymore to immediately make Ayana completely mine." A sharp grin was present on the wrinkled face of Chairman Han.
President Han clucked violently. "I can't see Ayana continuing with the man. I have to get rid of it first."
"Don't! I mean don't act rashly, Zidan's still her husband anyway." Bella immediately refused when she realized that her interlocutor was about to act.
"I can't let Zidan's mas get hurt anyway" he continued.
"But I can't let them be together. Nah! They can't be together anymore." The two wrinkled hands were clenched on the table.
Highlights of a bitch's eyes make Bella realize that this old man has really been obsessed with Ayana.
"Wine! If I continue to allow it, President Han will harm Zidan's body" he thought later.
"At that time he ruined my plan. He beat up our men and my handsome face." President Han spread the charm by stroking the face that was no longer tight.
Bella just looked at him in silence and grinned slowly.
The sky is so gripping tonight, the clock has just shown half a seven. However, things were completely silent like an uninhabited world.
Ayana runs her four-wheeled vehicle quite fast upon arrival in the residential arena. He stepped on the gas when it was felt that there was someone trailing.
"Have they started acting?" he muttered repeatedly staring into the rearview mirror above to find two black cars were really following him.
"Yes Allah protect the servant" continued Ayana who further accelerated the speed of the vehicle.
About fifteen minutes later, the magnificent building caught sight. Ayana breathed a little relief when the unwanted incident did not happen.
In a hurry he parked the car and rushed inside.
He slammed the huge teak wooden door tight, his chest rising and falling as he unintentionally saw the silhouette of someone.
A man grinned widely at her as if giving a warning.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim ... Astaghfirullahaladzim ... Azaghfirullahaladzim." Ayana continued to stand still.
He then looked out with the window curtains and swept his eyes and there was no one in the yard.
"Thank God, thank God" he murmured a sigh of relief.
Not long after he calmed down, the sound of the piano clang. Ayana looked in all directions where the song came from.
Instantly, both of his legs stepped closer and watched the husband sitting opposite the classical musk.
Beautiful tones greet the arrival. Ayana was silent not far from Zidan while squeezing her small bag.
Sensing the presence of someone, the pianist turned to the side. The curvature of the scythe moon fluttered on her handsome face made Ayana fixated.
"This song I dedicate to my beloved wife" said Zidan warm and sincere.
As a lump of ice, Ayana kept silent and did nothing. He watched how the husband's show was special just for him.
Instantly he forgets the problems that continue to perch within him. He was too lulled by the game Zidan gave him.
"I love you, Ayana Ghazella."
Obviously straightforward, the sentence greets the sense of hearing. Ayana was still staring straight ahead at the soft piano twang.
Whether consciously or not now the heartbeat is too tight. Under the bright lights the figure of ZIDan was so beautiful.
As tears flowed unbearably, Ayana wiped them off violently then took a deep breath and exhaled them slowly.