BETWEEN QATAR AND JOGJA
YOU MADE ME FEEL THE MIST

FROM SEDAYU ~JOGJAKARTA, YANKTIE CONGRATULATES READING THIS SIMPLE STORY

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 From the outside of the room to the elevator Rajev did not want to take his hand off Aurel's waist. They sit in the lobby, because Murti is not there yet then Aurel called him “So long Ma'am? I've been in the lobby ya” Aurel's message.

“Iya Ma'am, this just came out of the room. I think Old Mother” replied Murti guiltily.

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While Aurel was working, Rajev did not bother him at all, he was busy with his own note book. And Aurel never thought about Rajev when he was busy at work. He's really focused.

After finishing Aurel was about to go home without remembering he was waited for by Rajev.

“Bu, Rajev sir not invited home?” murti asked in surprise, because they went straight to the car park, not to the bedeng where Rajev was waiting.

“Gosh Ma'am, I forgot he was coming,” Aurel replied. He also called Rajev “We are done, you go directly to the parking lot ya.”

‘Bu Aurel is really focused when working. Until such a handsome boyfriend did not he remember, Murti's inner’.

“Tonight we want to go to Mbak?” aurel asked Murti.

“Wah I am blind Jogja bu,” replied Murti plain.

“Then, tonight I take you to Malioboro yes, dinner at Lesehan Malioboro aja. How?” ask Aurel.

“Wah later I disturb Mom,” Murti certainly not good at his boss it.

“Ha ha ha, we are not young people courting Ma'am. We focus more on the kids. Although he is more positive than Mr. Radit. But we are not disturbed. At home too he is more to koq children,” explained Aurel.

“Tonight you want to go where?” aurel asked, he asked Rajev, who knew his lover wanted to have another purpose.

“I have no destination, I'm coming with you,” Rajev replied.

“I want to take Murti to eat at Lesehan Malioboro, all looking around who knows who wants to buy souvenirs. If you want you can come,” replied Aurel.

“Yesterday afternoon I went to Malioboro to buy a wooden car for Darrel. Then I also ate in Malioboro” Rajev story.

“Mbak, if you want to buy batik do not in Malioboro, tomorrow we go to Beringharjo market aja,” Aurel who usually shop for sales (kulakan ) while in college used to give information to Murti.

“Good Ma'am,” replied Murti. Indeed, for tourists who had visited the afternoon to Jogja more delicious shopping in the Beringharjo market. But if it comes late afternoon until night, the market is closed and indeed alternative shopping in Malioboro.

“Mas, another hour in the lobby yes, tonight we eat in Lesehan Malioboro, then we walk along Malioboro aja. Tomorrow night we go to Kidul Square,” Aurel tells his driver.

“Siap Bu,” reply the driver who is in charge of accompanying wherever Aurel goes during in Jogja.

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Aurel wanted to rush to her room because she couldn't stand the shower. But Rajev pulled her to accompany the room message for him.

“Mbak Murti first time, we want to book a room for Mr. Rajev,” Aurel told Murti. It turns out that the hotel room is full because there are groups of school children who rent the hotel rooms are also several hotels around there

“Already, you use my room only. I can sleep with Murti's mother,” Aurel gave a solution to Rajev who was confused about looking for another hotel. Aurel pulls Rajev to the elevator. She wanted to take a shower because she was already feeling hot

“Do you not believe me? We can have one room, isn't there two separate mattresses in your room?” Rajev asked Aurel. Murti's room was the same two beds because when the message from Jakarta was already full booking. Even for Aurel there is no room with a large mattress.

Aurel is ready with a white long-handed turtle neck shirt with black jeans and a black sneaker. She's confused, wearing a pasmina or a jacket huh? Her makeup was natural, only her lipstick was brighter.

Rajev, who had just finished his bath, had his wet hair out on his feet, wearing only shorts below the knees but still bare-chested

“Why come out the bathroom not wearing a shirt?” aurel Protest

“He he he, sorry, my shirt fell and got wet, I coughed then I hung in the bathroom” replied Rajev while taking the shirt in his backpack. “May the hotel laundry be on time because I'm out of clothes,” Rajev prayers.

“Salah herself, should have come home instead so follow me,” taunted Aurel

“You are using ngambeg, so make me confused,” reply Rajev does not want to lose

“Should laundry be finished what time?” ask Aurel

“Hour seven tonight” replied Rajev

“Later after dinner you do not forget to take” reply Aurel. Now let's go out so that the mas Yon and mbak Murti are not as comfortable waiting for us”

“Give me spirit first before going out,” pinta Rajev with the potty.

“Hhabit ah,” Aurel refused, but his hand was caught by Rajev. Just a quick peck Rajev gave. Then they'll be out soon. This time Aurel carried a sling bag containing his phone and wallet. Rajev had nothing with him because his wallet and cell phone were in his pocket. Rajev's hand was only to hug Aurel since they left the room.

Turns out they arrived at the lobby first than Murti. Just mas Yon, the driver from Dennis' company is already on standby up front.

This time Aurel ate in front of Beringharjo market. If the night there are sellers gudeg and oseng-oseng mercon owned by sewage. Sitting on a mat that runs along the sidewalk. If it rains then visitors can not eat and pity the merchant.

Aurel asked for half rice and gudeg with a claw and two chicken heads and chili sauce for himself. For Rajev he ordered the same as just one serving and plus chicken upper thighs.

Aurel also asked for a portion of the mercon ozeng for himself Rajev.

“Mbak, and Mas Yon order by themselves yes,” Aurel asks both of them to order according to their taste.

“You want to add what Babe?” ask Aurel slowly.

“Sate intestines and crackers,” sahut Rajev points to who he wants. To drink it Aurel ordered one hot tea and one lemon tea with a little ice. Rajev doesn't really like lemon tea like Radit.

After eating at Lesehan and walking along Malioboro, Aurel invited Murti to go to the end of Malioboro road to zero. There is the famous Mirota batik. Apparently Rajev has never been there either.

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