Tear Flower
Chapter 115's
The gray clouds within the chest covered in dense fog slowly faded away. Stranger, being one word attached to the soul.
Pain, pain, pain, and disappointment, together form an endless flash of pain.
Anger, hate, and emotion drain an endless rage. All events after events that are passed provide memories that cannot be forgotten.
The pain that spreads from past events returns through unexpected events.
There are times when the sweetness tastes happiness and there will also be bitterness to accept reality.
Ayana is still silent watching Bella's rampage that can not be obstructed.
The fingers wrapped in gauze also show a deep red color from the viscous liquid in it.
The infusion needle that stuck on his right wrist was forced to pluck causing blood to splatter everywhere.
Her completely unstable state overwhelmed Danieal. He asked Zidan for help to contact several other medical personnel.
Three minutes later, three nurses came to help the doctor to give Bella a sedative.
The liquid-filled injection was injected directly which slowly took away the pianist's consciousness.
After the chaos ended, Danieal approached his sister with a gasp of breath. He was reminded of the incident that happened to Ayana, exactly like Bella today.
"The woman ... is really .. strong," he said stammeringly.
Ayana's clear brown eyeball was rolling looking at the sister. Without saying a word, he spoke through the eyes.
Danieal took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He nodded a few times and focused on his brother.
He gave a shady look, the crescent moon was fluttering on his handsome face. The warmth emanated as the gazes of the two brothers clashed with each other.
"Mas knows what you're thinking now. Istighfar, it can calm you down" Danieal said.
Ayana also followed her words and beristighfar many times while clenching her hands tightly.
"This incident reminds you of a day of grief, right? This is how you were at that time?" ask Danieal suddenly.
Unexpectedly Ayana nodded just like that. Zidan who had just become a spectator realized something, if the wife remembered the time of losing their baby.
That time after Ayana is declared a miscarriage, Zidan blames her and Bella reveals all their plans.
Ayana who could not endure the pain raged instantly. He was devastated by the events that no one understood his circumstances.
Zidan warmly embraced the wife's narrow shoulders and rubbed them gently. Ayana turned her head briefly to understand what the husband was thinking.
Apologies that want to be aired again are immediately swallowed back. Zidan did not want to further open up his wife's pain.
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The clock is at half-five in the afternoon. After carrying out her duty, Ayana returns to Bella's ward.
Before his hand stretched out to slide the door, the scene inside instantly froze itself.
"Like de javu what happened in this room .. exactly as I had experienced that year. Suffering, pain, disappointment, anger, hate, all feelings mixed into one. No one understood other than ... herself," muttered Ayana scanned the clingy figure of the woman who was in the room in front of her.
Both hands clenched firmly, Ayana remembered again what the destruction of events that had been experienced at that time.
The loss of a child plus the husband blaming her further adds to the suffering. Complete already, Ayana bears the heavy burden alone.
After struggling with himself for a while, the clenched hand was finally stretched out. He shifted the door making the occupant look to the side.
The crescent moon arch appeared on Ayana's pretty face as their views met. Bella immediately turned her face in that direction.
"What are you doing here again? Do you want to laugh at me? Or congratulate me on this accident? Go ahead," she asked sarcasm.
Ayana's head shook slowly and walked closer to the side of the pianist's bed.
"Yes, I want to congratulate you on the test that is happening to you" Ayana replied.
Instantly Bella gasped with her mouth slightly open, not long after which the corner of her lips curved perfectly.
"I thought you were a woman"
"That means God still loves you to change, Bella." Ayana snatched her words quickly.
Bella was again stunned to hear the words of the woman she had hurt many times. He remained silent for a moment and then looked to the right side.
He saw warm eyes and a sincere smile present for him. Bella squeezed her fingers covered with gauze that was strong to withstand all the emotional turmoil that existed.
Bella glued to look into the dark brown iris of the ex-honey. He understood so many thoughts raging inside his jet black unraveling head.
"Maybe you're in a slump right now and blame the situation for what happened. But do you know what's in it?"
"God is rebuking you to return to Him. Because the test comes because Allah loves and He wants every servant to just surrender and leave everything to Allah alone."
"Why am I talking like this? Because I experienced it myself. A year and a half ago, I was depressed about everything that happened. I blamed the circumstances, blamed myself, and also .. I almost killed my own life."
Ayana widens the smile to see Bella's moon bead patterning so perfectly. The pianist did not expect to hear the words that his interlocutor uttered.
He had not expected Ayana to do such a heinous deed. Bella thinks she's the worst at killing innocent fetuses.
"I'm .. It's no different from you, Bella. I am not a good woman . I am a man full of shortcomings and sins. You see this" Ayana pulled a little robe on her left arm revealing a deep scratch on her wrist.
"This is proof of what I almost lost my own life. I killed a completely innocent soul" continued Ayana who again made Bella distrustful half-dead.
All of a sudden all of the words that wanted to be thrown were stuck in the throat. The iris of the nettle is getting wide and reddened.
He saw so many scratches on Ayana's left arm. He had no idea what his classmates had done that year.
However, Bella clearly catches if the scratches after scratches have a painful story behind it.
"And including me in it. I've been the darkest part Ayana's ever experienced in her life. How come? How could this woman have done what God hates? Waitaminute! Aren't I the same? Azaghfirullahaladzim." Bella continued to fumble in the mind, unconsciously tears just like that.
Now it's Ayana's turn to watch the object in front of her drain clear liquid. The smile grew even more on her beautiful face.