Tear Flower
Chapter 93's
As if time stopped that second as well, a meaningful gaze pointed right at him. The heart rate is unbearably strong.
Like the whole world collapsing to find the silence of the brother, like the truth revealed indirectly.
Iris moon Ayana widened perfectly. He got off the bed and walked straight to Danieal who was still silent while holding a gauze.
"Ja-don't tell me if the operation was-"
"The operation was successful, Ayana. Thank God, your husband survived, but is still in the process" Danieal said.
Hearing the brother's words, both of his legs went limp for a moment. Ayana limbung, sitting in the front seat of the doctor's desk.
Tears flowed unbearably, flowing like a river. Drop by drop clear crystals slid across both cheeks.
Ayana rubbed it many times and then cupped a watery face on both palms. Sobs full of relief echoed in the room.
Danieal reviewed a wry smile and sat right in front of him. He patted the top of the head slowly the sister continued.
"Thank God, his life could be saved" Danieal said.
Ayana is sobbing and sobbing. "Alhamdulillah" he whispered repeatedly.
A few minutes passed, there was only the sound of Ayana crying. The woman did not stop shedding tears.
Danieal also gave him a tissue that has now been piled up into a large scroll.
"I-I don't know what else to do. Mas Zidan ..my husband, congratulations, Mas," he said staring at Danieal still in tears.
"Em, thank goodness. Now clean your snot first, Mas want to treat the wound on your face. Look, your ugly face is getting ugly" Danieal teased in a joke.
Ayana was about to throw a punch on her right arm, a second later the movement stopped. He pulled it back and took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.
Not long after that his face was treated. Many times he grimaced in pain when alcohol and wound medicine were given.
"Slow down, sick tofu," he said.
Danieal chuckled at the whimper. "You think this hurts? What are you feeling? While getting punches from those men, HUH? Bad girls usually fight. Are you a man? Do I really have a sister? Or men?" the cerocos beat the train.
Ayana chuckled while scratching her head awkwardly. "I'm sorry, I did it for self-defense."
"Em, don't do it again. If there is anything directly contact us. You knew?" Danieal paused his sentence as he was about to take the plaster a little out of reach.
"Your husband is really worried. He didn't even care about our warning if this trip was a danger, but .. he wanted to see you and. He's willing to lose his life to protect you" Danieal said, busy with treating Ayana's wounds again.
The painter stared at the marble floor as an object of diversion. He could not believe that a Zidan would lose his life many times to protect him.
She believes that her husband's feelings for her are right now. He will not hesitate to give Zidan a second chance.
Zidan Ashraf made an unforgivable mistake. He has hurt his wife many times and even killed his own child. However, forgiveness has the right to be granted when he truly repents and admits wrongdoing.
Especially at this moment, he was willing to do anything for Ayana. Then, it was impossible for him not to open his heart anymore.
"Well, God is forgiving. Do I ignore it constantly? O Allah, do us good" Ayana thought in silence.
Danieal looked at his sister. He knew and understood what Ayana was thinking right now.
He could see the doubt that had settled into his chest, slowly fading away and changing sincerity.
The hijab-wearing woman looked up to return the gentle gaze of her brother. He nodded in agreement with his words.
...***...
The clock has shown at half-nine p.m. Zidan's surgery was just completed an hour ago, Doctor Abizar who handled it explained if the young master fell into a coma.
However, they were relieved when they heard that the bullet lodged in the left chest did not hit the vital tool and did not endanger his life. That is why Zidan was able to survive, but he was unconscious for some time.
The sound of heels echoed in the hospital hallway. The woman, covered in bandages and plaster, walked closer to one of the VVIP rooms.
The two hands that were in the pockets of the deep red coat hid the fists. He continued to step and step out of silence.
Not long after that, he arrived at the room in question. He looked at the patient through a small glass window.
"I won't let them just be free. After what he did to you and to me. .. I can make sure they receive the reward," Ayana grumbled with frustration.
"Be calm, don't worry. I'll be back before you know it" he said again.
A few minutes later, he turned around and left the room. His confident move took him away from the hospital.
However, before that happened the movement stopped. A long haired woman suddenly looked at him deeply.
"What are you doing here, Bella?" tanyanya cold.
"Of course, see my husband" said Bella confidently.
Ayana grunts rudely. "your husband? Did your head hit something? If I'm not mistaken, you've been officially separated for a year."
Bella laughed loudly. Shamelessly after what happened, he put his nose there.
It was as if the innocent woman folded her hands in front of her chest giving a mocking smile.
"That was a mistake. We don't actually want to split up, she-"
"Stop your rant. You're not welcome here," cut Ayana fast.
"Oh yeah? Then what do you want to do?" challenge Bella. "Aren't you stumped after rejecting President Han? Right now he's very angry and .. I can't be sure what he's going to do to you again" he said.
Ayana walked towards him until they faced each other at a fairly close distance. The corner of his lips lifted, grinning so strongly at the opponent.
"I don't care what he wants to do or you do. I'll make sure you pay for all this!" ayan said without fear.
After saying that he pressed the elevator button and the door opened. However, before leaving Bella, Ayana again said, "be prepared to defend yourself later. Prepare your best alibi, Bella."
Ayana also stepped foot to make Bella unable to wart. His manic slowly widened hearing the woman's confidence and assertiveness.
"Well, what the fuck is he? How could he act so well? Let's see, who's gonna win, me? Or you, Ayana," he said.
Along the elevator down Ayana continues to give a nyalang look. Both hands squeezed firmly when he saw again the woman who had damaged his household.
The pain repeatedly hit me. Ayana was not afraid at all to search and find information to warn the two of them.
He will do all he can to bring justice. Cases that befell him have been included in major cases, namely attempted murder, kidnapping, and harassment.