Tomorrow After

Tomorrow After
Misunderstand



Because in a relationship, you need communication


In order not to cause misunderstandings.


Jonathan's words were now ringing in Ayana's head.


She should have explained everything from the beginning, so that her husband did not misunderstand this.


"Mas Nathan, wait."


Jonathan did not speak.


My God, her husband has never been this angry. He was always gentle with her.


Slowly tears flowed down her cheeks.


"You're satisfied Ali." Ayana snapped at the man who had not moved from the place of his foundation.


"I'll do whatever you want to get back to me, if I have to, I'll divorce Raina."


Ayana was at heart, why did Ali turn out like this.


"Ali, we're done, you're people's husbands, and I already have husbands. And even if we're both single, I still won't choose you. I don't need a coward like you."


The words jolted Ali.


"You are not afraid of the wrath of God, Ali realized, if what you did was wrong. You were not this kind of person."


"It's all because you don't want to go back to me."


Ayana was silent for a moment.


"You think who started all this. You're Ali, you're the one who's just gonna cancel our wedding. Do you think that time I was not sad, I destroyed ali. You broke my trust. And


now you are coming back to me. Remember Riani, lest you regret letting go."


Ali was fixated for a moment, yes this was all his fault. If he had not acted rashly at that time. Maybe now he is happy with the woman he loves.


"Cool your head down Ali, I stress once again, my decision will never change. I love my husband, and I hope you don't get me anymore."


Ayana then stepped her foot out of that place.


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"Udah Ay, don't cry on." Entertain Isna.


They are now in Mushola. Ayana told Isna about the incident.


The Flashback


This morning Mr. Refian gave the task to Ayana to find the file that became the findings of the CPC.


And damn again, the file was years old, ten years ago. At that time, of course, there were no legalized documents. So inevitably she had to look for him in the warehouse.


Without realizing it, someone was following him.


"Where is the file, where is 2012?"


"I'm not here yet."


Ayana kept looking around at the warehouse storage.


A voice surprised him.


Ayana gasped in shock upon seeing that person.


"What are you doing here?" ayana asked cautiously, let alone the two of them in this warehouse.


"Of course, to get you back to me."


"Go Ali, I don't want to."


Ali did not care that he kept getting closer to Ayana, when seen from the door they looked like people were hugging.


While on the other side.


"Womens, have you seen my wife?" Jonathan asked, he wanted to take her out to lunch.


"Emm, he was in a hurry to the warehouse, he said he wanted to find the file."


"Okey, thank you."


Jonathan passed away, as he went to the barn he vaguely heard his wife's voice talking to someone else so who.


He then opened a warehouse that was fortunately not locked.


But suddenly his eyes widened when he saw the scene in front of him, his wife was alone with another man and it was Ali.


Ayana who saw Jonathan tried to chase after him, but Jonathan who was already angry immediately rushed away.


Flashback Off


"Have you explained everything to your husband?" Ask Isna.


"How can I explain, if he just leaves, hikss hikss hikss." Evidently.


"Try saying it's okay again." His advice to his best friend.


"My message was not answered, said Anggit he had returned home."


Ayana was crying even more.


Isna sighed, her best friend was indeed very easy to cry. After that, he will be sleepy.


"What am I supposed to do?" Ask Ayana again.


"You better get permission to go home. You're not focused on working anymore either."


Ayana let out her cry for a moment.


"On permission is a matter of later, there are things more important than work. Want to go home I pesenin Go Pek application huh?"


"Yes, thank you Isna." He said on the sidelines of his crying.


Ayana was a little relieved, at least there was her best friend who could reduce her anxiety.


Is not that the nature of a friend


There are always good likes and sorrows


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