Tomorrow After

Finale

Jonathan POV

"Oekkkk oekkk oekkk." Baby's voice teasing

sleep soundly.

Whose child cries at night, Ayana still has not given birth. I closed my eyes again

Oekkk oekkk oekkk oekk."

The voice appeared again,

Deg

I remembered for a moment that the sound of crying came from my son.

Yes, my son who was born two months ago, my God, why can I forget.

It seems I'm still not used to being a standby father. I got out of bed immediately. Ayana was still sleeping soundly, it seemed like she was exhausted from taking care of our son alone.

I offered to hire a Baby Sister.

But my wife still kekeh to take care of her son with her own two hands. He said the child's first teacher was his mother, and he didn't want to lose the slightest moment about the development of the baby

our. I feel very lucky to have him.

I slowly got out of bed so as not to

waking sleep. This time let me take turns taking care of the son

our.

I set foot into the baby box next to our bed. There's actually a nursery next to this room

Unfortunately my wife would prefer our son to be in this room. The reason is to keep an eye on it.

Ahhh Ayana, when it comes to her I sometimes feel like number two.

"Cup cup cup, Daddy's son thirsty huh?"

I carried my crying son and tried to calm him down.

And succeeding, he became a little calm.

I take care of him while preparing the breast that has been prepared by my wife.

My son greedily drank that breast. Sometimes I still can't believe that I'm a parent. Seeing our son often amazes and amazes me.

"Mas, Revano woke up again huh?"

Ayana had woken up from her sleep and walked

approached me. He hinted at me to give Revano to him.

"Let's go, yeah, you look tired

very." Saying to him.

Ayana's lips immediately pursed slightly, a sign of protest.

"Why pout?" Ask her.

I gave a soft swipe to his hand while

I kissed the top of my son's head sometimes.

"You're carrying too." The sack is upset,

His lips are still irritated. Ayana despite being a mother, sometimes her side like that still shows, to make me anxious myself. So it makes me want to.

Jesus Jonathan, what are you thinking. Your wife has just given birth, so it is impossible to serve your will for now.

"Mass." Ayana's sigh upset because it never came

give our son.

"Yes-yes, let her finish her milk first."

I try to give him understanding.

Ayana finally nodded her head in agreement. He drew closer to me, and gave a small kiss on Revano's face.

There was a happy twinkle I could see from the look in his eyes, although I could also see a thick eye bag below

his eye. It's natural, because she took care of Revano all day, but amazingly my wife she never complained at all.

She never forgot to take care of me, what I liked most was her happy face when welcoming me home.

In my heart I am grateful, for being given this beautiful destiny. Fortunately, I'm not too late for Ayana. Yeah, I'm almost late. But it turns out that God was very good to me, after graduation

from my S2 college it turns out that I returned to work in the same office with my wife. So that I can firmly marry him.

Does he know how much I love him?

Maybe he doesn't know yet, if only he knew maybe at the beginning of the meeting he just walked away from me. Eh but didn't he, too, have great antipathy towards me.

Yahh would like how else, seeing his expression that pursed sebal is a separate entertainment for me.

Had been afraid of rejection when applying, but it turned out the universe was on my side. Ayana accepted my proposal, and it didn't take long to marry her. Because I don't want to be stuck for a second

a time. Ali still loves my wife.

"Mas Nathan, take a sling." whining Ayana

disperse daydream me.

"Yes yes, you can't get far from Revano."

"Hemm, you see Revan's still thirsty." she snorted.

His eyes glistened to see our son.

After making sure the milk in the bottle ran out, I then handed Revano to Ayana.

And it seems Revano is still thirsty, he immediately searched for the source of his food.

"Hey, be patient, baby." Ayana said full

motherhood, he then gives what Revano wants.

I could still see a red tinge on her cheek if she breastfed our child in front of me.

I just smiled a little at the behavior

be ashamed.

"Sit down on deck, pity you

pegels."

I led Ayana to sit on the bed.

Moments like this often make me touched, where Ayana with her mother breastfeeding our child.

"St." Ayana Ringis.

"Why?" Asking me worried.

"He's afraid I might snatch it." My god

to him.

I saw Revano suck out his food source, and one hand was looking for another.

Glug.

My mind focused in the other direction, patient Jonathan.

"Why can it?" Ask Ayana.

I just put my shoulder around, my wife still doesn't understand what I'm saying.

"Mas, Revano seems to be full already."

I saw Revano give up his food source, and he's asleep now.

It's funny my son.

"We put it in the baby box again."

I helped her to put Revano into the baby box.

"Revano Aidan Bagaskara." Ayana Chirps

all of a sudden.

I looked at him with my eyebrows raised.

"The longer it takes, why does she look more like you."

"Obviously, he's my son."

Naturally he looks like me.

Ayana's face immediately pouted upon hearing my sentence.

"But I was the one who was pregnant for nine months, cooked none of me that she took."

I'm laughing a little.

"The eyes look like you, Ay." Entertain him.

Revano's face was my copy, even my mother said we were like twins but at different times. My son's sleeping style is very similar to mine.

"Yes at first, but the more here it looks more like Mas, what not-don't because the name is similar to Mas Nathan so everything comes along

Mas."

Where there is a correlation between name and facial resemblance, my wife is really funny.

"Ihhh Mas Nathan even laughed, not fun."

Ayana returned to annoy.

I was so anxious to kiss her lips.

"La wants what Ay is, but people say that

her son looks like her husband, which is a sign that you love the same Mas."

I immediately got a sharp eye from him, with cheeks that were increasingly stretched Kutarik Ayana into my arms.

"No papa dong love his own husband."

"Emang looks very yes, if Ayana Love is the same Mas." he admitted.

It feels like my heart is exploding so happy.

"Mas also loves you, even longer than you imagine."

Maybe it's time I was honest with him.

"meaning?"

He asked and then turned his face towards me.

"There is." Finally reply.

Turns out I was too embarrassed to admit that I loved her from the first time I saw her, and it wasn't when she found my file but when I went to her house when she was a kid.

The meeting was deeply imprinted into my memory where

a little boy gave me a kiss on my forehead that was hurt by that

fall over.

Ayana innocently said, that her mother did the same thing if she was injured. And he hopes that by doing so, my body will be healed.

I who at that time still did not understand what love was immediately amazed and promised to be his prince in the future. If I remember I wanted to laugh at myself, how silly I was.

Especially at that time Ayana still looks very small with her toothless tooth.

Well the name of love does not look at anything and needs a reason, right?

"Mas Nathan likes PHP, later I ask Mama aja deh, right Mama who holds all As Mas Nathan cards." Threatened me.

I just chuckled amusedly, for that part it seemed like my mama didn't know it. Uh but, isn't that a mother's instincts are very

robust. I hope your mom doesn't know.

I turned my gaze toward my wife, petting her to ask. If not now, when will you try again.

"Ay, can you not yet?" Tanyaku.

"What?" He asked, but when he saw the look

my face, he finally understood.

Ayana looked timid then she nodded her head.

Yesss finally broke her fast.

"Come, this time we make something similar to you."

"Masss." Shouted shame.

After that there is only a union of love between us.

"I love you till Jannah, my wife."

I just hope that our story can be happy forever, yes even though in the household there are many twists and turns that must be faced. But I will keep trying to make the woman in my arms smile happily, I will replace her sad day with her laughing day

with your little family.

What passes is a lesson, today is a gift, and tomorrow is still a mystery. A mystery that I will fill with her beautiful laughter, as well as the days of tomorrow

thereafter.

After Tomorrow, or even at any time. Ayana is my destiny.

End

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