Damar (Not) For Wulan
Wulan's First Snack

Wulan wrapped her hands around my neck and then pulled them until our lips touched. There was a strange swish I felt. I don't know why I didn't reject this unintentional kiss.

Her lips were so soft, but after that her lips opened, like she was about to take out something. My eyes wide at the look on his face, I suddenly let go of the twists of his hand. Away from his face.

"HOEEEEEKKK!" He pulled out the vomit liquid on the pillow.

"Disease very much people. Fortunately, I realized he was going to vomit. Where his mouth stinks, the smell of alcohol." After being satisfied to remove the liquid, the woman fell asleep.

I took a deep breath, I hit the sap again. I had to get rid of that pillow so it wouldn't smell like me. I opened the pillowcase and threw it in the trash. While the pillow I put in the closet available.

"Crazy for people too. Vomiting but sleeping, stomach no pain what?" I approached Wulan who was still lying on the bed.

I was confused where to sleep. I'd better see Selena's situation first. I opened the door to the hotel room and stepped into Selena's room. Don't forget Wulan's room door I'm key.

I saw Selena lying on the floor, shaking her head because her sleep was so messy that she fell out of bed.

"Wulan's behavior is similar, equally messy when sleeping." I carried my sister's body on the bed, laid her down so she would feel comfortable and not cold.

After seeing Selena who was fine. I went back to Wulan's room. I'd better sleep there. I don't want Selena disturbed in her sleep. Instead of what, this being the night that I will remember for life, this is also the last night for her to have fun before tomorrow my punishment begins.

I saw Wulan hugging the bolster tightly. Her forehead was exposed because the mini skirt she was wearing was exposed.

"Vangke, what the hell is this?" I shook my head quickly. I took a blanket to cover my chest down.

After that, I wash my face so that the burning heat can disappear. But it turns out, my malaise is mounting. I can't just wash my face. Immediately I took a cold shower to soak in the bathtub in the bathroom. It felt so comfortable, even though there were tormented people down there. Seeing Wulan like that turned out to make my maleness even harder. Fortunately, I can handle all of this.

"The room, so guys can't be weak! Remember, he doesn't deserve you." I tried to convince myself. Finished soaking, I put on a kimono towel, sitting on the single sofa available. Whether because of tired or sleepy, these eyes closed just like that.

The next morning, there was a ringing phone that made me wake up from a long sleep. These eyes narrowed, looking around and looking for the source of the sound. Kuraih hape on the nightstand, this eye blinked a few times.

"Mommy." Mommy, Mami called me. I have to be ready to answer the questions he asks. The phone stopped. I saw a digital clock on the phone screen. It's nine o'clock more. I left the prayer because I woke up late. The ringing of the hape rang again. I took a breath before answering the phone.

"The damarrrrr!! Where are you? Why didn't you come home last night? Selena's not home either, where's your sister?" mami's screeches were so deafening, that I kept this flat object away from the earlobe.

"The room is in Dimas' house, Mam. If Selena anyway, she's staying at the same hotel as Wulan. Last night Damar himself took the lead." I hope this answer makes Mami satisfied.

"Relatedly? You're not boong, are you? What hotel are they in? Let Mommy get there."

"Don't, Mam! Let Damar pick them up and let them go home."

"The story is long, Mam. Selena went to her friend's birthday party, there, turned out to be her party until midnight. He just found out when he got to his friend's house, he didn't feel good about leaving the house of his friend who was partying." Does this reason make sense? Oh, never mind, may Mami believe.

"Why is Wulan with him? He's taking Wulan?"

"Yes, that's how Mam .. she said let her friend be. Damar took them to his friend's house."

"Oh, thank God they're okay. She was worried because Selena did not come home. She's a girl, if there's any real boy out there, Mami's dead standing." He took out uneg-uneg.

"Thank God they're fine, Mom. Mami take it easy! Oh yes, Damar wants to take a shower, all breakfast abis just came home."

"OK, Son. Mom wait at home! Don't forget to pick up your sister too!'

"Yes, Mum." Disconnected phone calls.

"Thank God Mama believed. Look out for you, Sel. Just look at my punishment later." I need to go to the bathroom and clean up. I'd better change into the clothes I wore last night, no other change of clothes. But, before that I had to order chicken porridge to prop up the stomach. I ordered the porridge through an online application, deliberately ordering two servings for me and Wulan. Business with Selena, let it be later.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, I heard a shriek. I opened the door, and the voice became clearer. Wulan was awake, she was wide-eyed at my whereabouts.

We chat—more precisely he asked a lot about last night's events. I turned the question to him. Thank goodness he didn't remember last night. If you remember, I could have been hit by him. But, even so I can avoid it because he himself hugged and kissed my lips with closed eyes.

I hope you don't remember anything from last night in this room to any moment, Wulan.

He took a shower, ate chicken porridge and went home, it was good that I had to take him to the hostel. Of course I refused. She's an independent woman, so she can definitely go home to her hostel without my help.

Wulan had left this room, I rested for a while while enjoying the chicken porridge I had ordered. Too bad the porridge was cold, but, instead of redundant, I spent it.

I finished with my late breakfast. There was a knock on the door—more precisely the repeated pounding.

"What the hell is this? ck," decihku lazy. I had to open that door.

"What's wrong? Just relax if it's a matter of rent, then I go down and pay for the addition of hours." I'm clucking at an employee of this hotel.

"Sorry, Sir. That's not what we're trying to say." His face looks so tense.

"What's really going on? Is there something wrong with me?"

"Eum, that's Mr. .. the problem is ...," the hotel employee did not continue.