Tear Flower
THE SEASON 3 CHAPTER 83
The clock prompts you to keep going as you should. Although not considered, sometimes it gives a change.
Don't give up and don't despair when you get into trouble. Because time can change everything. Sadness is temporary and so is happiness.
Time never gives happiness or sadness. Both of them just need a time when they will come and go.
That is until a certain time that God has destiny.
In the soft white living room, the four people were gathered together.
With four warm drinks and a few snacks, they were ready to hear all the truth.
"Hana Tsubasa, came first to Village X, after Ayana received treatment for six months."
"He came under escort like an important and valuable person. Many people dressed in black and sunglasses stood by him."
"At that time Hana was grim-faced, not saying a word when several medics including me questioned her."
"It's like being controlled, like having his life taken away from others."
"He was silent a thousand languages with a blank look. As if there was something to hide."
"When we traced the truth, it turned out that Hana Tsubasa was deliberately evacuated there. The old man told the medics that he asked us to help him."
"He also said the woman had schizophrenia and that many doctors had treated her, but she was not cured."
"However, after I and senior Duta examined her, Hana Tsubasa did not have schizophrenia, but rather anxiety disorder" Danieal explained.
Ayana, Jasmine, and Zidan gasped, not believing in hearing the truth of Hana Tsubasa.
They also just found out if the number one person in his country has a daughter, which is the plan of Bagus Prakasa.
"Usually people with this mental illness have been mentally destroyed by the closest person, whether it's family, parents, partners, friends, and so on."
"Not only is it incident after event too painful can be one of the causes as well" continued the handsome doctor again.
Ayana was again stunned, not expecting if the woman who became friends while in the hospital suffered from anxiety disorder.
The painter fell silent, diving deep into the reverie. He thought about his almost half-year friendship with Hana Tsubasa.
However, during that time also Ayana did not see any signs if Hana experienced this.
He only knows if the woman has schizophrenia, seen from painting after painting he made, but Ayana does not know the truth of a Hana Tsubasa.
"So, all this time Hana was deliberately hidden so that the rottenness of Mr Good was not sniffed?" ask Jasmine later.
"That's true, Bening said so too. Hana being the only weakness the old man did not know himself was.no other, no not his own biological father." Ayana expressed regret.
Hearing that Jasmine was dumbstruck. Her soft lips covered the knotty smile.
"It feels like her life is the same as mine. We are both victims of their selfishness."
"Without knowing the wounds they gave into a fear of their own and inflicting pain," said Jasmine.
Danieal quickly clasped his wife's hand, making the owner look up to widen a smile.
"I'm fine," Jasmine muttered making Danieal nod slowly.
Seeing that Ayana can imagine what kind of feelings Hana has. As a fellow woman and mentally ill, she understood how difficult it was to deal with all of that alone.
"Mas... Can I go to Hana's residence again?"
Ayana's question instantly takes over her third attention. The talented painter's caramel eyeballs stared at them alternately.
Jasmine moved up and sat on the other side and clasped her sister-in-law's hand firmly.
"I know you're very worried about Hana, but now your priority is your baby. Don't let yesterday happen again."
"Do you know how hurt I am?"
"I think I've failed to protect you. So don't think about anyone else first. You-"
"Thank you very much, Jasmine. I'm glad you could be my sister-in-law," Ayana said.
Danieal and Zidan just looked at the two in silence.
...***...
The night brought the beautiful twilight. Darkness began to rule and it was the dark king's turn to accompany the silence.
The atmosphere in Arsyad's residence slowly cleared, everyone had already entered into their respective rooms, as well as Ayana and Zidan.
The couple was sitting side by side on the bed giving each other warmth.
"I was sick when I saw you bleed. Can you never take that risk again?" Zidan dived into a pair of soot beside him.
Ayana looked up, curling the perfect crescent moon. Her teary-eyed maniac witnessed the sadness there.
She clasped her husband's hand tightly while looking into his eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth, that I got an invitation from the white palace."
"I thought it was an ordinary tea party, but we also suspected something was there. Who would have thought the incident was not expected to happen just like that," said Ayana, honestly.
Zidan let go of one hand and cupped the jaws of his warm heart lover.
"Em, I'm sorry too. It's not honest that I got the invitation, too. I just want to make you proud because I can play the piano there" Zidan said.
"It's all my fault, too, not being able to notice how you are, dear" he continued.
Ayana reviewed a wry smile and shook her head briefly.
"We're taking this as a lesson so that me, Mas, or anyone can be more honest" he replied later.
Zidan agreed and went to Ayana's stomach. He rubbed the surface slowly and landed a warm kiss there.
"Darling, I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't take good care of Mamah and you. Father..really sorry," said Zidan, again giving a kiss on his wife's stomach.
Found that Ayana is happy not to play. She gently stroked the mane of her husband several times.
"Mas know? I've been expecting this for a long time" he said.
Zidan glanced to find the two corners of his heart's lips curved beautifully.
"meaning?" ask Zidan, curious.
"From a long time ago, since my first pregnancy, I always imagined Mas would be this sweet to me."
"Every night Mas will stroke my stomach and talk to our baby and then after that... She gave him a kiss."
"However, the one thing I expected most from Mas was. If pregnancy can change you for the better me, but. it's all just my wish."
"Mas prefers Bella over-"
As fast as lightning Zidan silenced Ayana's mouth with his chewy thing.
The painter was wide-eyed with his heart racing. Every time there is a word that is less unpleasant his life partner always attacks.
His behavior sometimes makes Ayana distraught. He still could not understand Zidan's change.
"Ma-Mas wait for seben-"
Zidan paid no heed to Ayana's words and continued to attack her relentlessly.
Until he lay down and still received touch after touch of magic that continues to be cast by the husband.
A little while later Zidan released their pawns. He pulled his body back with both hands resting on the left right side of Ayana.
Their gazes collided with each other with great hunting breaths.
"I'm sorry, honey, but I don't want to hear the past anymore. Can... can we not need to discuss it again? Especially her"
Now it was Ayana's turn to attack him first. He pulls on Zidan's casual clothes making the reunification repeatable.
Zidan swerved and for a second then enjoyed his game again.