Tomorrow After

Tomorrow After
Friday Prayer



The auditor's office had only opened at 08:00 a.m., and Ayana had already arrived at his office half an hour earlier, so after her absence


take the time to go to the mosque behind the office. Things that already


become routine.


"There's still twenty minutes left." - Ayana


after completing the dhuha prayer service.


Last night, he fell asleep from exhaustion. Luckily he was still given the opportunity by the creator to breathe air in today. And there is still time to read al-Kahfi's letter in the day


that's.


Slowly the girl opened her holy book and began to read. When he reached the half-letter, he listened to the Qur'an.


The voice sounded very melodious, to be honest he had never heard such a beautiful voice, either its pronunciation


tartilnya. He could not see the man because he was stymied by the hijab


in the middle of the mosque.


Ayana felt familiar with the voice, but she could not guess. It wasn't usually her like that, because Ayana should have been able to tell right away from her voice, but this time she didn't find any shadows.


His mind guessed that maybe the figure was not someone he knew.


"Astaghfirullahaladzim, why am I


thinking of that man."


Ayana immediately begged for forgiveness, because she realized her mistake, she then continued her reading which was delayed.


Read the same letter that the man read with the sweet voice.


When she was finished, the girl rushed out of the mosque because the office hours would start soon, of course she did not want to be late.


Because it was a challenge to him.


While wearing shoes, he was surprised to find the man in front of his cubicle coming out of the mosque.


"Jo, what are you doing here?" Tanya Ayana was confused.


"Isn't he a non-Muslim, why enter the mosque?" ayanas thought in heart.


"Why, can't everybody come in here?" jonathan asked in amazement.


Aiana frowned more and more confused, is not Jonathan a nonis, everyone also knows that looking from his name.


"It wasn't you. . . Ayana stopped her words, because it seemed like she was going too far,


"Here you go, let's get into the office."


Jonathan who was unwilling to prolong the situation finally chose to follow the girl.


"Why?" jonathan asked when he found Ayana


trouble opens the door.


The girl turned her head for a moment and then looked embarrassed.


"Emmmm, I forgot the password" said the girl, lowering her head.


Jonathan who saw that could only shake his head and shake the little girl in the hijab.


"When the code is very easy to remember, 0 for the beginning, 009 for this office code, and stars for the purpose, should not your birth date number 9 should be easier to memorize."


"Once again, I don't know why it's so hard to memorize."


I'm Ayana, because she never remembers the password of that door. Usually the one who opens this door is a security guard or not by using the access card he has. Unfortunately, today he


no cards and no security guard this morning.


"Eitsss wait, you know the reset date


my year?"


Ayana asks when she realizes that Jonathan brought up her date of birth. I don't know why the heat is in his heart.


Jonathan's face turned shocked but quickly turned flat.


"And all the employee data is in the staffing app, obviously I know." elak Jonathan.


That remark inevitably made Ayana eliminate her smile and then throbbed annoyed.


"Here you go, let's go inside." Bring Jonathan.


Ayana just nodded her head in agreement.


All along the way they were silent, without talking to each other. They were busy with their respective thoughts, one because of his almost utter stupidity, one still guessed hell. Until their views meet each other, when they realize it immediately turns their heads.


"Eits be careful Ayana." said Jonathan.


Ayana almost fell, if no Jonathan held her hand.


"Sorry." Jonathan added as he realized what he had done, it seemed like he had to execute his plan immediately, really


he does not want to sin.


"You should not wear high heels, how about you fall when going up and down stairs, use high heels or not is the same


just don't make you change."


Hearing that of course makes Ayana upset, hey she wears high heels because her height is very small.


"I only use the right only limited to your shoulders especially if not, surely later you will not make me short."


Ayana imagined so how short she was compared to the tall figure beside her.


"Hahaha, you are so funny Ayana, however you are the most important you are still you." Reply Jonathan casually without knowing the effect of his words.


"Blushhhh." instantly a red hue covered his face.


Jonathan reveals that he likes Ayana for who she is.


"Emmm. ..I mean. . ."


Jonathan was at a loss for words to reason.


"Ciyeeeeee, go together." ledek Anggit when he found Ayana and Jonathan was found together by entering the auditor's room.


Jonathan was grateful in his heart, as Anggit's voice removed the awkwardness he felt.


"Cock on diem all the hell? not so good to know."


upset Angit because it is not digubris.


"Eh how overtime last week, no problem right, sorry because I'm quality time with my wife, my wife,


you guys are so happy with the singles." This friend asks every day


that thing, maybe he just wants to taunt them.


Neither Ayana nor Jonathan spoke Anggit, but still he spoke non-stop.


Ayana chooses to drink ginger milk served on her desk, as well as


with Jonathan.


Indeed, it has become a habit of the office, if every morning employees will be provided with traditional drinks in the form of herbal medicine, the reason for preserving cultural heritage.


"Byurr." In unison Ayana and Jonathan spout his drink because shocked by Anggit's words.


Jonathan glared his eyes at Anggit, his friend this one seems to be very hard to believe. Sorry he told me


to him.


"Take care, all the way up together, hahaha."


Say it without guilt.


Ayana wanted to protest, but it was stopped because Mr. Roy, the head of the auditor's office was behind Anggit, so she returned to focus on


computer screen.


"Ehem."


The voice of course immediately stopped Anggit's laughter, he immediately realized that there was an office head behind him.


"Back to work." His order.


His short speech is densely clear, it is a characteristic of the office head who is famous for lack of expression. If you speak directly on target and silence your interlocutor.


"Ready sir" Sahut Anggit.


In his heart he murmured because his two friends did not tell him that there was a branch head behind him.


The atmosphere was suddenly silent for a moment, of course they did not want to be hit by anger by the head of the Office.


Mr. Roy paused for a moment.


"Hopefully Jonathan." Said then


back to his feet.


Since when can Mr. Roy be friendly, asked Ayana inwardly.


"Kok y'all didn't tell me anyway, if there's Mr. Roy, I'm afraid."


And Anggit's nagging did not stop that day because of his annoyance, while his co-workers chose not to respond.


****


"Jo, I will not help you find a gift for Mr. Refian." Ask Ayana


"Cado, what's it doing?"


"Loh, you don't know if Mr. Refian's birthday is today?" Tanya Ayana, but just this morning Jonathan said that


he knows all the officers' birthdays.


It is customary, if there is a birthday employee in the office, then the division of employees will give a gift and hold a lunch together.


"Emmm. . I mean I just don't know that


gotta give me a gift."


"Fyuhhhh, good luck." Inner Jonathan.


Of course he did not want the girl to know that in fact, he only remembered Ayana's birthday.


"So how can it not?" Ask Ayana


expect.


"When indeed?"


"Rest later." Answer Ayana


smilingly.


"Obviously I can't."


"Why?" ask Ayana confused.


"You must have known the reason, without me explaining it." Ambiguous answer.


"Huh."


Ayana frowned confused, indeed Jonathan went where at that hour, went home to the boarding house or met his girlfriend. Thinking about it somehow upset her.


Jonathan is actually confused, why Ayana does not know that at that hour, she can not go anywhere except the place behind


the office's.


After that there was no conversation between them, as they were busy with their respective thoughts.


At exactly eleven o'clock, Jonathan left the cubicle.


"I go first Ay, later if a client comes looking for me just wait until Friday Prayer time is over."


"OK." Ayana nodded in understanding.


"Friday Prayer Time is finished that means 1 o'clock." Ask yourself.


"Yes." Call someone.


Realizing who called out to him somehow immediately lowered his mood.


"What's wrong?" Ketus reply.


Ali felt unwilling when the girl before him was not as friendly as before.


"This is a mosque donor data questionnaire, you love the new auditor who is Muslim, who knows they msu become donors."


He said as he handed over the sheet of paper.


Ayana accepted it and read the paper she got. His forehead frowned confused when he found Jonathan's name listed there.


"Is the list right?" Tanyanys.


"Yes, Yan, I'm going to pray Friday,


when you're done, just put it on my desk."


Ali left immediately without waiting for a response from Ayana. While the girl was still guessing.


"Well so Jonathan's a Muslim?" ask him on his own


Finally he decided to open a staffing application, and how surprised he was when he found his Islamic religious column, which he was,


all this time he misunderstood.


Oh no, he's ashamed of himself for being prejudiced, but his name doesn't reflect his religious identity at all. And why he should think about it, no matter what religion is important they don't interfere with each other.


Looks like he should apologize to Jonathan for thinking no-no, but is it necessary. He had better forget about it, but the astral creature was not aware of it.


At the sight of the wall clock, Ayana was suffocated in shock. He forgot his card, now he had to hurry to buy a gift because of time


rest is one more hour. And for the streets of the capital, an hour's time is just


used to wait for traffic jams, of course he did not want to make his boss


disappointed because they were not given a gift.


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