Tomorrow After

Past Times

Nothm

I can't forgive you

But every time I see you

I just saw the wound

(Anonymous)

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Kos, work, home that's the routine Ayana has been living for a year. He missed his college days, where he freely went everywhere. Unfortunately, all of that was only in his mind. Because in fact during college he prefers to spend his free time with books rather than going out with his friends.

That's how people are, when school is a lot of time but do not have money, but when work has money but does not have time.

After all Ayana is not an easy person to blend in, she often feels foreign in the crowd. Maybe he feels inferior to the background of his life.

"Feeling from earlier eating is not finished, your body pantesan gendhut." A voice broke the girl's daydream.

For a moment, this is Ayana who misheard or indeed the man in front of her was deliberately insinuating her.

"It was just a diliatin." Said once again.

Ayana could only roll her eyes lazy, the provisions that she had difficulty making became unpleasant because of listening to the obscure chatter of the astral creature. Ahh shea immediately giggled amusedly as she uttered the astral beings in her heart. It seemed like the title was very compatible with the human in front of him. Because the human species that one really likes to disturb the calm.

Ayana chooses to pretend not to know, just assume that Jonathan's voice is a backsound film that he often misses.

Jonathan who saw Ayana did not reply, inexplicably became upset. He wanted to hear the chubby girl in front of him. Ehh he's not wrong, if he wants to hear Ayana's voice.

Because the growl did not come in the gubris, finally Jonathan

rise from her chair and scoop up Ayana's food and eat it without asking

permission, and responsibility - he brought the box to his desk without feeling

guilty.

"Well, where's the food, buy it?" Ask

Jonathan chewed his food.

He didn't realize he was using a spoon already

used by Ayana, the girl was of course annoyed by what she was doing.

"Patience, patience." Rapal Ayana in heart.

"Self, it is you who are usually just

eat doang. " Reply Ayana lazily.

"Cuman food with instant seasoning is proud."

Hearing that sentence of course made Ayana furious,

instant seasoning where to try. He was willing to get up early, to mix the seasoning

with his own hands.

"No need to eat that."

Ayana took the box.

"I don't know, just stay a little." Jonathan

keep eating that stuff. "And you don't like smoky food

siniin." here."

"The spy is very."

Jonathan didn't talk about it at all. He was enjoying the food he was eating. He said it was delicious and tastier than the food at the restaurant, but what he ate was mushroom pokcoy and buttered chicken, so simple as the food he had eaten.

Ayana who felt her words were not ignored became annoyed and nagged Jonathan all out.

The small commotion made the entire division turn its gaze towards them.

"Household business should not be taken to the office."

Anggit chirps that make the whole room laugh.

"Males ah."

Ayana who was already upset returned to the place to continue the work even with a heart that

hunk.

Jonathan just smirked with satisfaction.

Said Jonathan while returning his stock box which is now gone.

"Who brings you food." Ayana replied.

Ayana promised she would never bring the man in front of her food. But that promise is just a promise. In fact, a week after the incident he routinely brought food every day. He was forced to do so because he could not stand the behavior of Jonathan who always snatched his food at lunch. Who would not be upset to try if every day in recokin, rather than making a scene better Ayana who relented, after all he did not seem to see any intention of succumbing from the man in front of her.

"Ayana, yesterday's financial report file have you given to the public?" Ask Mr. Refian as he passes through his cubicle.

"No sir, Mr. Yos didn't exist yet."

It's true, when this morning Ayana to the general section, the owner does not exist and he himself does not want to put the file he brought.

"Oh yes, it was me and Mr. Yos there is a need to go outside, now he is in his room, just love it so it can be processed quickly."

"Good Sir."

"Thank you."

After saying that sentence, Mr. Refian left the pensive Ayana alone.

There was actually another reason why he was reluctant to go to the general section, but when remembering the financial statements he had to dare himself to go there.

"Ayana, you haven't stopped here in a long time."

Welcoming Isna his best friend who occupies the public part, indeed since the incident he was lazy to set foot in this place.

"It's a habit to send financial statements, you know for yourself now the staff is living me, so yes."

Ayana stopped her words when she saw the figure she had avoided sitting in her cubicle.

"Udah first yes Is, I want to go to Mr. Yos first, we will connect again." Ayana tries to show a smile.

"Okey this." Reply Isna is short.

Deep down, Isna actually knew the reason why her best friend rarely stopped by her division, as a friend she could not do more and could only pray that her best friend would find her happiness.

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"Yana, wait."

A baritone voice stopped his steps. If there was no such event, perhaps he would welcome her with a wide smile. But now everything is no longer the same, as much as possible he hides his pain.

"What's wrong?" Ask as calmly as possible.

The man seemed hesitant to start the words.

"Why are you moving away from me now?"

Ask doubtfully.

"What do you mean Al, all this time I've been working professionally."

"It's not so Yan, I mean can we go back to what we used to be."

Ayana who heard the question, of course felt angry.

"Al, you're a married man I can't think of you as more than a coworker."

"But Yan, I still love you, my marriage is unhappy, I can't forget you."

Ayana tried not to shed tears, where the man in front of her had been all this time. After he began to be able to rearrange his heart, why men sticking with a statement like this.

"You should have thought before you left me with a false hope, this is your choice and you must accept the consequences, we now have a life of our own, and I don't want you to keep harassing me."

"Yan, give me a chance, I want to come back to you."

"Al, I'm a woman and I know what it's like to be hurt, I don't want your wife to feel what I feel, abandoned by the man she loves."

Ali was just silent, all this was his fault, if he could fight for his love, but what would he say his mother never wanted to give her blessing if married to the girl in front of him.

"Yana, at least I'm sorry."

Silent for a moment, Ayana tried desperately to hold back her tears. This man, someone who once occupied the recesses of his heart. Why is it that when he begins to believe, that trust always betrays his heart.

"I've forgiven you, but to go back to what I used to be, I'm sorry, I can't."

"But we're still friends, aren't we?" Ali asked expectantly.

"For out of work I can't, because every time I see you I only see a wound, and I hope this is the last time you see me like this."

Ayana then left Ali who still could not accept the reality.

The man punched the wall beside him repeatedly while muttering a stupid word. He didn't care if his hands were blood, because in fact the pain was nothing compared to what he had inflicted on the girl he loved. They did not know that behind those walls there were people hearing their talk.