Tomorrow After

Make sense

Ayana was silent like never before, her gaze always pointed out the window. While Jonathan behind his wheel displays a worried face. He understood why his wife's face looked grim it must be because of the words of the Flower doctor.

Ayana once said that she really wanted to give birth normally, in order to be a real mother. Though whatever way the Mother gave birth either normal or not they will still be the Real Mother. So the mother or not is not seen from the way of giving birth but from the way of educating the Child.

Jonathan grabs Ayana's hand and grabs her. It made his wife look.

"Why you?" Jonathan asked softly.

"No Papa." Ayana pulled her hand.

Jonathan let out a small sigh, he returned to focusing on driving.

What do you want to eat, Ay?"

Jonathan asked to switch the conversation.

"I don't know." Answer slowly.

Well, if you talk about food, Ayana will

responded.

"Don't do it Ay, what do you want Japanese, Korean or Western food."

Ayana shook her head little it seemed like the choice she gave was too common.

"Then you want to Eat Meatballs, Chicken Noodles, Sate, Padang, Pecel, Fried ducks, Soto Mie, Soto Nasi sit."

"That's the last one."

"Which one, Nasi uuk?"

Ayana shook her head small,

"No, but Adek wants Soto Mie." Shouts enthusiastically.

"Alright, we'll go to Soto Mie near the office." Jonathan's proposal, Jonathan,

Because the man only knew one Soto Mie seller, and it was located near their office.

"No want that one, he wants the one in Cipinang."

The statement made Jonathan sigh. Currently they are in South Jakarta, and Cipinang is in East Jakarta. When you see the distance is close. But this Jakarta is full of congestion, of course, it will take a long time.

"No one wants another." Persuade Jonathan.

His wife shook her head again.

"Let's go hungry later." Bargain Jonathan.

"No, Ayana wants to eat there and doesn't want to eat anywhere else." Chortled.

Jonathan could do nothing more but comply with his wife's request. As exemplary husbands, we must obey whatever the wife requests, right?

"Alright, if that's what you want, but don't blame Mas, if we get there long."

Ayana just nodded her head in agreement. Imagining a fresh Soto Mie sauce made him swallow his saliva. He really can't wait to eat it.

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"Ay, wake up. Come on."

Ayana felt a pat on her shoulder. With great difficulty he opened his eyes.

"Oh, we're here."

The woman rubbed her eyes adjusting the lighting.

"I'm sorry I had to wake you up, because the shop was closing."

Ayanah scrunched her forehead, instead of her shop opening until 12.

"How long, Adek fell asleep."

Jonathan scratched his non-itchy head then replied.

"If counted from a trip of almost 3 hours dik."

Ayana widened her eyes, for as long as she was asleep. It feels like only five minutes. She looked at her husband who seemed to be grimacing small.

There was a sense of worth in his heart considering what Jonathan was doing. The man patiently waited for her to sleep, without any angry look on his face.

"Still eat, let's go out."

Jonathan took off the seatbelt Ayana was wearing, then got out of the car and opened the door for Ayana.

"Sir, order two servings huh." Jonathan told the seller.

After that they sat on the bench provided. Soto Mie traders are only street vendors, but make no mistake, this place is very crowded and the queue is crowded.

Surprisingly, this place was already deserted.

Ayana turned her gaze to the seller's cart that looked empty, the seller also seemed to clear his merchandise.

"It's Mas, please."

The waiter put it on the table, then passed it away.

"Thank You." Reply Jonathan kindly.

"Come, Ay, now that we're eating, remember don't use sambal."

Ayana's lips pursed.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The woman began to suck Soto Mie's gravy into her mouth.

"Hemm, it's still the same as it used to be." Said later.

Jonathan smiled smugly looking at Ayana who looked delighted.

"Have you been here, Ay?" Ask Jonathan.

"Yes, when I first went to Jakarta, Mom took me to her brother's house here, and we stopped by to eat here. The first bribe instantly made me fall in love. And for some reason, Ayana really wanted to eat this Mas." Jonathan responded with a smile of understanding, his name also cravings.

"Oh yes Mas, by the way the tumben of this place is deserted?" Tanya Ayana was curious.

The man was still confused as to what to say.

*****

"Maha."

Ayana laughed when she heard her husband. Oh my God, her husband is amazing.

"Here Ay, don't laugh, Mas Shame to know."

Currently they are at home, sitting on the back porch while enjoying the twilight.

"It's funny anyway."

Ayana still did not expect, her husband was willing to become an impromptu waitress so that the seller would leave soto noodles for the two of them, while waiting for him to wake up.

"Thank you Mas, what Mas Nathan did meant so much to us."

Ayana grabbed her husband's hand to be on his stomach. Spontaneously Jonathan's hand stroked her gently. Sometimes he kisses her.

"Anything I'll do for you Ay."

"Mas, make me touched, but sorry Ayana is not the perfect wife for Mas, especially later Ayana can not give birth normally." Sad speech.

"Don't it be like that Ay, since when does the perfect wife measure from that?"

"Even yesterday, I read Status Fb, which is the Perfect Wife is a normal-born wife, and that perfect wife can get pregnant and have children."

Gosh darn.

Jonathan snorted bitterly, It seems that from now on he should be watching his wife's social media. So that he doesn't read such an obscure post. And again who steadfastly makes such a post, basic.

"Listen to Mas Ay, the benchmark of a perfect wife is not because she can have children or not, nor because she can give birth normally or not but rather seen from the attitude and actions of the wife. The perfect wife is a devout wife, a wife who always keeps her husband's honor. And for Mas you are a wife who is already very perfect because it has been present in Mas's life."

The man tried to give Ayana understanding, so that the woman understood.

"You understand that Ayana, being given offspring is both a gift, a sustenance, and a wonderful gift from God, so we should be more grateful."

Ayana nodded her head.

Jonathan is worried about his wife's actions and steals a kiss.

"ihhhh Mas, don't like to be perverted" he was upset.

The man just smiled a little.

"So Adek follow what advice flower doctor yes, to give birth caesarean."

Ayana seemed to think.

"But Mas, Minus Ayana has not been more than four, Adek had read the article that had to give birth to Caesar whose eyes minus more than four, if under it is still allowed." he tried to bargain.

"You are, you say it's very difficult, later we talk to the Flower doctor again, okay."

"Huum."

Ayana leaned her head on Jonathan's shoulder.

"Mas, Ayana can upload photos of usg our child right?"

Jonathan glanced at his wife through the tip of his eye.

"Byeah, why not."

"But with my phone?" Her request.

"Bas with you."

The man pinched his wife's nose with anxiety. He then gave his salary to his wife. Ayana then accepted it with pleasure.

"What's the password?" He asked when he saw the device locked.

"Well guess?" Jonathan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Emmmm, what yes."

"Sure numbers one through six."

Jonathan chuckled, how could he have made such a cipher.

"Well, I'm wrong, usually it's men if they make the password do not use complicated."

"Who said, there are even women, you are the same as my mother all the same passwords from ATM pins to mobile phones."

"Hehehe, lazy end remember a lot." Ayana grinning horse.

If you can remember a little why remember many things, better memory slots in his brain used to fill other things. So thought Ayana.

"Ngeles is usually." Jonathan laughed a little.

"His password, your birthday." Further.

Ayana tried it and it worked.

"I became suspicious lo Mas, if it used to fit on the stairs, when Ayana asked Mas about the birthday of Mr. Refian, Mas actually only remembers my birthday only."

Uhuk.

Jonathan who was drinking immediately choked to hear that, he became embarrassed to be discovered by his wife.

"Mas, drink it slowly."

Ayana seemed worried about her husband. He gave a gentle swipe to his back.

"Sorry, you're guessing right." I'm ashamed.

Ayana's eyes are breaking, not pouring Jonathan into it and not denying it at all.

"Basar Mas Nathan, there are actually how many secrets Mas hasn't told me."

"A lot, of course a lot until you can't imagine it" he said in a serious tone.

Jonathan looked instantaneously at Ayana's face. They looked at her for a long time, until Ayana first cut off her eye contact.

"Here, Ayana wants to upload first on her instagram Mas, let her feed be colored, cook the contents just a photo of the scenery anyway."

Instgram Jonathan does only contain the results of his shot photos, he does not like to post his face to cyberspace. In addition to maintaining privacy, of course, to avoid things that are not desirable, for example, such as being abused by others.

"You're the same as Mas, Ay."

Reply Jonathan, because Ayana's instagram feed is not much different from her.

"But mine still have some photos of Ayana."

"The photo that doesn't look her in the face, it's the same as Ayana."

Ayana laughed in response to her husband, because it was so.

"Okay time to Upload."

Ayana's fingers nimbly posted a photo upload of her USG.

Likes and comments instantly stormed the post.

"Ayana did not expect it turns out Mas many also yes fans, just one second uploaded already many likes and comments." gritted with a tone of dislike.

That's what Jonathan heard.

"Mas isn't that famous, baby."

He emphasized his last word.

Pipi Ayana immediately met red, her husband was very rarely called her affection.

She turned her gaze to her husband's phone, her eyebrows frowning in confusion upon finding a comment.

Clarissa is heartbroken

"Mas, who is Clarissa?"

Jonathan was fixated he just kept quiet without making a sound.

From this second on, he won't let his wife play social media anymore. And now where should he explain it.

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