Tomorrow After

Tamu

Raining

Like a soothing song of nature

The rain reminds me of a forgotten memory

The rain brought you to me

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At this time Ayana is sitting on the back porch sambal enjoying the sound of rain water that hit the ground. Coupled with the smell of rain as if calming his mind. From a long time ago he loved the rain because when it rained he felt not alone. The sound of rain is like a song of nature to strengthen it. Again it is not easy if you just live alone with his mother, without the figure of Dad. Although now he can be together again with his father, only he still feels there is less.

In his little heart he wanted to feel the childhood with the figure of Dad. But everything has passed, it cannot be repeated.  If the past, she might not have met her husband. Ayana then raised her hand to feel the raindrops, it felt very cold. There is a special pleasure when the water droplets hit his hands.

Last afternoon Jonathan did not have time to stop by the house because of the large amount of work. If you think about it is very far between the office and home, of course it will take a long time and make Jonatahn tired quickly. Maybe in the future he will bring Jonathan lunch, so for lunch there is no need to go home. After all, Bik Nah will be here tomorrow to accompany him, so he will not be alone in this house anymore.

It's 5 o'clock more, unfortunately her husband has not come home, Is the office work is still a lot so make it home late. Suddenly she heard the sound of a car in front, which she was sure was her husband. Pleasure immediately reached his heart.

He cheerfully steps to open the door, but his smile disappears when he finds Jonathan standing with a woman he dislikes. Who else if not Clarissa.

“Why did Nathan bring him here.” Thought annoyed.

But he tried to contain his frustration with a fake smile on his face.

“Assalammu’alaikum Dek.”

“Walaikumsalam Mas.” She then grabbed her husband's hand and kissed him, after which she carried Jonathan's briefcase.

Jonathan stroked the top of Ayana's head slowly, wanting to kiss her on the forehead but was arrested because someone was beside her.

“The camera was invited to enter first Mas ⁇ .”  Ayana said as gracious as possible, whereas in her heart she wanted to curse Jonathan, but she had to play beautiful.

“Iya, come on Clarissa please come in.”

Ayana and Jonathan then go hand in hand to go inside, Clarissa then follows him.

They sat in the living room.

An awkward atmosphere instantly came to the room,

Ayana looked sharply at Clarissa but when she was stared at by her husband she displayed a friendly expression. While Clarissa felt bad about Ayana's welcome.

“Oh yes Clarissa, introduce Ayana my wife of course you have heard it right.”

“Ayana, greetings know ya.”

Ayana reached out her hand to Clarissa, the woman then greeted her. They shake hands tightly.

“Clarissa, sorry to trouble your husband.”

“It’s okay.” Friendly reply.

“Oh yes want to drink what?”

Although he does not like his guests, but that does not mean he does not apply the adab of receiving guests. So out of courtesy he offered Clarissa a drink.

“What should I do..emmm but if I can drink warm yes.”

“Mas, I went to the kitchen first yes to prepare drinks.”

Jonathan prevents Ayana from standing up.

“Do not let Mas only, pity you will be exhausted, later the grandpa will be tired, Mas to the kitchen first yes.”

Ayana nodded her head, otherwise it was in this state. Of course she would flower to get the attention of her husband. It's just that he is now feeling threatened by the presence of the woman in front of him.

After her husband passed from the padangan, she gave a sharp look to her interlocutor. Interrogation time.

Clarissa was so scared because she got such a response. But he will try to explain, acceptable or not. Although in his heart he smiled amusedly because it seemed like the wife of Jonathan considered him an enemy.

Well, even though they used to be friendly in college, their relationship was nothing more than that. Once he had feelings for Jonathan, but unfortunately clapped one hand. Jonathan tells him that he already has someone he loves. It is unexpected that his friend is very lucky in a romantic relationship, because he can unite with loved ones. Unlike her, who has to be stuck with a relationship she absolutely does not want.

“Ehemmm.” Deheman's voice paid for his daydream.

‘Oh sorry-sorry, I just came to visit an old friend's house.” The answer is not sure, because it is impossible for him to reveal the problems he is facing.

“Really?” tanyanya did not believe.

Clarissa gulped her saliva, which she heard Jonathan's wife was very friendly. Kenapsa when he met her so like this, like a tiger ready to go berserk. Though he deliberately replied to Ayana's question with Informal Language, so that the atmosphere could melt a little, unfortunately it did not work at all.

“Yes, we are also as complex as.”

Ayana rounded her eyes,

“What the hell, when they live near, jeez.” His mind was panicking, yet he was trying to cover it up,

“Oh yes, glad dong ya can stop by.” Insinuations

“Iya, hhahaha.” Reply with an awkward smile.

“This is Jonathan where the hell, his wife is ready to go berserk.” Inner screaming.

Ayana was about to attack again, but her husband had returned from the kitchen, so she let out a contrived laugh.

“Seru really Deck to chat.”

The man carried a tray containing three glasses of drink, from the smell can be guessed if the drink served is warm ginger.

“This is Ay for you, ginger milk.” Jonathan handed the drink to Ayana, because especially for his wife he added milk.

“Still Mas.” He then grabs Jonathan's hand and embraces him, as if deliberately showing their affection in front of Clarissa.

And the woman could only frown her baffled forehead.

“Mas, Ayana wants biscuits yesterday.”

Ayana asks Jonathan to get her some oats biscuits that have recently become her favorite food.

“OK, Mas get it, briefly yes.”

“But Ayana followtttt.” Reply with a tone made spoiled

“Alright, Clarissa sorry yes we live alone here.”

Jonathan felt bad about having to leave his friend alone in the living room.

“No papa really, just relax.”

The woman smiled, taoi her smile faded as she got a sharp glare from Ayana.

“Come ay, we are looking for your favorite biscuits.”

“OK deh.” Call it with a big smile.

Until the kitchen, Jonathan immediately took his wife's favorite biscuit and gave it to Ayana. But the woman refused it.

“Why Ay?” his question, especially when he found the look of a pouting face from his wife.

“Mas explain why bring her here.” His eyes began to glaze over at the thought of nothing.

Alamak is wrong again, even though his intention is good to help his friend but it seems to be misunderstood by Ayana.

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