Tear Flower
Chapter 64's
There is nothing more frightening than to accept the harsh reality of exceeding bile. No one knows what the mystery behind life is.
An astounding fact occurs in women who were once wasted. Zidan is shocked and incredulous when he finds out that Ayana was almost harassed by unknown people.
Tears also slide without being prevented when guilt increasingly hit his chest strong. As if an invisible hand squeezed it tightly, the pain grew.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim," he murmured continuously.
Danieal had witnessed his behavior to put on a big smile. He got up from sitting with the doctor's bag in the living room chair.
He went back there and sat right next to the owner of the mansion. He let Zidan bring his sister to the place after finding the struggle he had done for Ayana.
It is not up to the heart to ban it just like that. Because after all Zidan is still the husband of his sister.
He then took out cotton, bandages, and wound medicine to treat the wounds on the pianist's handsome face. Without rejecting Zidan also let Danieal do the treatment.
"Ayana had already suffered a lot before meeting me. He never told her clearly about his past with you, but .. I knew enough when I saw the painting he made."
"Ayana, really hurt. It is not easy to accept someone from the past, even so many wounds that he received" Danieal said as he applied betadine to the wound on Zidan's face.
Without grimacing or feeling the slightest pain, Zidan continued to drop his gaze downward. He remembered how cruel the treatment he had given to Ayana with Bella.
He did whatever the woman told him to kill the fetus in Ayana's womb.
He had gone too far without thinking about his return. He was lulled and blinded by a momentary love that plunged him into pain and regret.
"What should I do now? I'm ... already in love with her and it's not easy to get her back. Every night I used to honor God so that Ayana would open her heart again."
"This love comes too late and regret slowly kills me. Now I can't see it like this. Added to witness for yourself how the old man bangka also almost harassed Ayana."
"I can't see him being constantly hurt though .. I'm the one who did it so badly," raced Zidan excitedly.
Clear liquid continues to slide rapidly without being prevented. Danieal immediately stopped his activities letting the pianist cry.
For some of his fellow men he understood what Zidan was feeling. He had also been in his position at a time when his sister was severely depressed.
"Keep praying and asking God for good for you both. I can't help anything, because .. I don't want to see Ayana get hurt again and I can't blame you continuously either. Because after all you have regretted the deed and even fought for it" Danieal said later.
"Then I take Ayana first, if she rebels just give me this." Danieal placed the injection right next to him.
Zidan looked up to see it lying there. His body fell silent stiff, like a lump of ice without moving a single bit.
Danieal who was still cleaning things realized something, if not easy to control himself in a similar position.
"I go first" he said, grabbing the bag and passing from there.
After the doctor left, Zidan brought the injection with trembling hands. He held it tightly and looked at it closely.
...***...
At half-four in the morning, Ayana woke up from her tired sleep. He opened his eyes again and still kept the same room.
The wind was blowing slowly sweeping his pale face. He rose from lying down to find that he was not only there.
The limp body trembled again as the shadow of the incident several hours ago recalled. He clenched both hands tightly as one figure walked over.
Rooms that are only illuminated by table lamps do not illuminate in all directions. Ayana was made anxious and afraid if the event repeated itself.
"Who are you?" ayana asked just looking at the chest down the figure in front of her.
Not long after, the man walked forward showing the trunk of his nose. Ayana soot beads break out with the heart racing.
"Why?" One word starts all hearts.
Zidan continued to walk closer and sat on a single sofa right beside the bed. Ayana immediately snatched to the head of the bed as before.
"Relax Ayana, I .. won't do anything to you" said Zidan softly.
Hearing her tone of voice made Ayana speechless. In the middle of his head that was lowered deeply, he turned the eyeball to the side.
He watched the husband's messy face filled with plaster to cover the wound. However, his attention was immediately turned towards the temple, where only there were bandages installed.
He vaguely remembered that he had thrown all the things near him. He didn't know if a glass perfume bottle hit Zidan's face.
When their gaze met, Ayana immediately turned her face away. He continued squeezing the thick blanket that wrapped himself warm.
Without a word being said, the two simply enjoyed silence in silence. Zidan swallowed a strong salivary soaking the throat that suddenly felt dry.
Danieal's words a few hours ago were heard again. How a year and a half ago Ayana experienced an unexpected incident after carrying a wound incised by her.
He clenched his hands tightly watching the fear in his wife. He understood how hurt and disbelieving Ayana was feeling.
"Ayana," call Zidan slowly. The owner indifferently still turned his face in the other direction reluctant to look at him.
"I know this may sound absurd and .. You probably won't believe what I'm about to say either."
"One and a half years ago after you left, I had depression and hallucinations. I had months of hospital treatment, even now .. I'm still under the supervision of a doctor. I'm hated by my own family who've wasted women as good as you."
"The woman I adored and defended betrayed me. He just used me for his own sake. I divorced Bella a year ago. Maybe you think I'm shameless about loving you after what happened, but .. This is what happened."
"When I found out you were dead, I was really hurt. I can't sleep and keep thinking about you. I am so sorry and hope that God will give you back to me. Until a year later we meet again which at that time you claim to be Ghazella Arsyad."
"Looking at you on stage with the light on makes me really fall in love. I love you and .. I'm sorry," said Zidan. Her voice echoed in the room making Alina fixated without being able to move in the slightest.