Tomorrow After

Truth

"Ayana, my wife." Call someone who is disturbing his sleep.

Then he felt a kiss on his face, at first he paid no heed to it. But long ago disturbed his sleep.

"Emm." Ayana would not want to open her eyes that felt heavy.

"Arghhhhhhhhh." He shouted when he found a man in his room, he immediately hit the man.

The man then held Ayana's hand to stop hitting.

"Aiana." The voice was heard again.

He could now see who the man in front of him was.

"Jonathan" he said, as soon as a flash of memory danced in his head. Proposal, contract, married.

He realized that he was now married to that man.

"Owhh, I'm sorry" he said grimacing slightly, while Jonathan just shook his head.

"The first day of being your husband I immediately got violent." he replied with a small oddity.

Ayana who saw him instead felt fascinated, Jonathan now in his eyes looked very handsome.

"Ayana, if you keep looking at me like that, then don't blame me if I'm gonna eat you."

"Heh, what?" tanyanya's confused.

"That's it." Jonathan replied.

"Wait who changed my clothes?" ayana asked when she realized she had changed clothes and there was no veil on her head, so she immediately hid under the blanket.

"Who do you think?"

Ayana's cheeks heat up thinking Jonathan is replacing her.

"Hey don't cover it, I want to see it, you're so beautiful Ayana, there's no shame."

Jonathan opened the blanket that covered his wife.

Ayana just closed her eyes in embarrassment. She did not dare look her husband in the eyes.

Jonathan is very anxious about his wife's behavior, even though Ayana looks very beautiful. The shoulder-length black hair framing her face made her look extremely sweet. He won't let anyone see him but himself. May he say that he is the luckiest man in the world.

Cup. Jonathan landed a kiss on his wife's forehead.

Ayana instantly opened her eyes when she got that kiss, hey come on she's never been this close to a man.

"I didn't change your clothes but your mother."

"I didn't expect you to be able to fall asleep so fast earlier if you don't remember your mother waiting outside maybe I already. . .

Ehem." Jonathan looked really clumsy when he talked about it.

He remembered how he had stolen a kiss from his sleeping wife. Fortunately her mother-in-law just giggled amusedly, to be honest she was very embarrassed like a thief who was found out.

"After crying, I must be sleepy so I must be asleep." I'm Ayana.

"You weren't in the office sleeping."

"You don't know, after that I fell asleep at the mushola." Ayana laughed as she imagined the incident.

"It is fitting that I didn't see you, it turns out." Jonathan shook his head.

Ayana rests her head on Jonathan's shoulder, with her husband's hand clenching and stroking her hair.

"Jo, did you know that that guy was my father?" ask Ayana suddenly.

Jonathan sighed tiredly, maybe it was time he told her everything.

"Yes the man who shook my hand is your father."

"You don't hate her, Ayana, because she's your father, and she's not willing to leave you anyway."

"Omong is empty, he never thinks of us."

"Then where is he when we are in trouble, hyks hyks." Ayana could not hide it.

"Stt.sstt." Jonathan clenched his body.

"Listen to my story Ayana, and you can't cut it, you understand."

Ayana gave a small nod, she hid her face inside her husband's arms.

"When you were 5, you had an accident. And your father's amnesiac. Your father's family who didn't like your mother ended up keeping you away from your father. Then your father married another woman, unfortunately their marriage was not happy. It turned out that their chosen women only spent their treasures alone. Until finally your father divorced him, but at that time he still lost his memory so did not look for you. When you were 15, his memory returned. But while searching for you, he did not find you and your mother."

Ayana remembers, when she was 15 years old, she and her mother chose to move to Solo.

"Until now your father never married, because he loved your mother so much."

"How can I trust all your words?" tanya Ayana hesitated.

"All you have to do is trust me."

"But why do you know he's my father."

Jonathan chuckles amusedly.

"My wife, your name is Ayana Santiana A., and I know A stands for Asmoro, it's not hard to find your father. The Asmoro family only has one in this country."

"If you find it easy, why can't my father."

There was relief when his wife had called his father-in-law, it was a sign that Ayana had started to forgive him.

"It's easy, but if your father shows up, you're not necessarily my wife. Your father's family is desperate to get rid of you."

"Gosh." he's horrified.

"Calm down, now there's me who will always protect you. Tomorrow meet your father, apologize to him and forgive him. You understand my wife."

Ayana nodded her head in agreement.

"Yes, thank you Jonathan."

"Can't you call me by another name?"

"What, mas, bang or sister?"

"Whatever the call, I'll take it."

"Bang Jo?"

"Don't that, I look like a red light on the street, how about Mas Nathan."

"Why is that name?"

"Because that name you said the first time you called my name.

When did I call you by that name?"

"Secret."

"There is more to it now than the name."

"How about we perfect our marriage?"

Ayana's face heated up, she knew the meaning of the question,

he finally felt ashamed. Since ijab qabul was spoken. She is

it belongs to that man. And that night was a long night for them to

perfecting the wedding mahligai.

　

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