Tomorrow After

Get caught

"Emm that, my flash is missing, so

I took it."

Jonathan tried to find another reason, hopefully the girl believed him.

"Owh." Ayana refused to comment again

because he was already feeling very tired.

"In the flash there is my work, so inevitably I have to take it." Jonathan tried to convince Ayana.

Ayana just nodded her head in understanding making the man breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's go home now." Take Jonathan

"But Jo, my work isn't done yet." Shove off

Ayana.

"Have no need to think, your part has been completed from earlier, did you not realize when you input data in

application, then the system will read if the data has been deleted." Clearly lightly.

"Well, what, why don't you say it." snapped

Ayana

He gets annoyed with Jonathan for making him do such a futile job, knowing once he can go straight home. And there's no need to experience something like that.

"So I was going to say, but I forgot, and it's funny to look at your expression." Joked Jonathan without guilt. Actually she is

it was about to tell that to Ayana, but she forgot.

"It's terrible, it's gone there." Swooped

Ayana.

"You really kicked me, then goodbye Ayana."

Jonathan started to move his legs, he actually just wanted to prank Ayana.

"Hiks, hikss, hikss"

Ayana came back crying, she was alone again here where with a very dark office atmosphere.

"Don't cry anymore, I'm sorry."

Jonathan calmed her down.

"I'm sorry."

It seemed that her apology did not affect Ayana at all, her cries even getting louder.

"Well, I'm sorry, I promise I won't bother you, and I'll do whatever you ask." her tone softened.

The sound of the sobbing is getting quieter.

"Promise?" ask Ayana slowly.

"Yes the Promise."

Ayana smiled cunningly behind her hand.

"Okey, I'm sorry." Say lightly.

Jonathan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, not knowing that the girl in front of him was devising a plan to work on him.

"Ay, let's go home." Bring Jonathan again.

Ayana was still unmoved without returning her invitation.

"I can't bear to let you walk alone,

after all you can't ride a bike if I loan you a bike, and I

who walked."

The girl is still hesitating.

"Let's give you your bag barrier, let's not touch, after all it's night, and the lights are off."

Ayana who was persuaded finally collapsed as well.

"Alright, but slow down, because I'm wearing a skirt."

"Ready Ay."

Finally they decide to go home, Jonathan walks in front while Ayana follows him behind.

The atmosphere of the office seemed deserted, all the overtime employees seemed to have gone home. There were only a few guards standing guard at the front gate.

The bike glides slowly according to the request of the girl he is boning, or maybe in fact he wants to linger with Ayana. While the one behind her held her skirt as tightly as possible so as not to

wind blown.

The road they passed was small, because they chose to go through the path of the mouse that felt closer than the main road. The mouse lane is a small alley beside the office and then penetrates into the

backside. Their cost is indeed located behind the office.

"Bruck."

Jonathan stopped his bike. Ayana who was in her piggy bank was of course shocked because of the unstable speed of the motor and made the grip on her skirt loose.

Deg

Ayana's heart raced fast not because of her shock but because of what she had done, her hand accidentally hugged Jonathan's waist. Just look at her face gone red.

"Sorry Jo." Lirih.

Jonathan only responded with a small smile, because honestly he was at war with his heartbeat.

Actually Jonathan was driving slowly, but due to the dark road conditions, he did not realize there was a climb in this corner.

"I'm not papa." Reply Ayana nervously.

Ayana cursed herself, why her voice sounded nervous, hopefully Jonathan did not realize her nervousness.

"Sip."

Jonathan then started to advance the bike, but there was something strange about the bike, because it seemed to stumble something. As he remembered the motor has been in-service, and earlier it seemed fine, why now it became like this.

"Jo, jo, stop." Ayana said stop

jonathan motor speed.

"Why Ay?" jonathan asked frantically as Ayana was screaming hysterically.

"My shell, it seems to be stuck in the bars."

"Huh, what?"

The man could not hide his surprise.

"Well, I feel like there's something weird about my bike, you can go down first?"

Ayana tried to get down despite the slight difficulty, she was at a loss as to what to do.

Jonathan saw it become unbearable. Luckily, the electricity was now on so the streets were no longer dark, so he could quickly take action. The man began to pull Ayana's skirt, but it turned out that her skirt had been tucked away.

"Jo, don't lift up." Snap Ayana.

"I'm sorry, but it's really hard, the only way I'm gonna have to cut your skirt."

"No, I don't want to." Ayana denied.

Jonathan is actually aware of Ayana's fear, of course he does not want his legs to be seen, well even though the girl seems to have worn trousers behind her skirt.

"But there's no other way, Ay."

"Hiks. .hiks. . .hiks. ." a pass

from lips.

"So I try first."

Ayana tries to pull her own skirt, but still

nil result. The issue is getting louder.

"Ay." call Jonathan, actually he's not

but how else, there is no other way.

"I'll close my eyes" he added.

"Hiks. .hiks. . .hiks."

Not getting a response from the girl, Jonathan began cutting the skirt with scissors that he always carried in the motorcycle seat.

Carefully she cut the skirt, and cleaned the cloth bag that was in the bars.

"Hey, it's over, calm down." Jonathan tried to calm Ayana down.

Ayana just kept quiet, just a sobbing that sounded from her.

"Please talk, don't confuse me."

"Hikss, no one has ever seen me like this, but I just want my husband to see it and it was preceded by

you." he said while continuing as he pleased.

"Hey, I don't see it, relax."

"Anything, you must have seen it though

a little." - Deny Ayana

"Well, I'll be my husband." Jonathan replied without burden.

Unaware of the effect the sentence had on the girl.

"It's really nice to say, sebel, this

rasain."

Ayana can't hide her frustration and hits Jonathan with her sling bag.

"Stop Ay."

"So, if talking can not be filtered, we are different anyway."

"Different religion." he continued inwardly.

"Well what?" ask the man not to understand.

"Oh, let's go home soon."

They continued their delayed journey. The night sky was beautiful with the stars scattered. Coupled with a crescent moon that adds to the beauty of the painting of God at that time. Then the sound of fireworks sounds earthy, accompanied by flickering colorful that

adorning the sky.

"Beautiful."

Ayana admired the beautiful scenery in her heart.

Jonathan who was in front of him smiled slightly, he was feeling very happy at this moment. Because he finally found what he had been looking for a long time.

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