Damar (Not) For Wulan
The Search for Lost Memories

I don't understand why Papi's here. Usually he assigns responsibility to Mami when there are sick people in this house. He approached me sitting on the edge of the bed.

"There's nothing, Om. We're just talking about work." The girl tried to smile sincerely.

"So, Om hear that word suspicious."

"Owh, that's just so people don't know that Wulan moved to work." Since Wulan had already replied, I was silent.

"Oh yes, Pap. Why is Papi here? Tumben play nyelonong enter." My forehead wince in wonder.

"But want to see you two do it again. If you're messing around before the wedding, watch out."

"Suudzon very, Pap. We're not going to be that cake." I'm affirming.

"Om, we're at best holding hands. It's ajah not a hand-holding in the real sense, a pull anyway rather." Wulan added.

"Who said just hold hands? We've been berc-" intentionally I don't continue the speech. I want to see Wulan's reaction.

"What do you mean, Mar? Don't you!" He punched my chest.

"Not to hear Damar, Om. He's a lie." Wulan was uncomfortable because there was a Papi among us.

"Well, you don't want time in a hotel room?" I deliberately wanted to provoke a Wulan reaction.

"Broom, Wulan, have you two ever slept in a hotel? Sleeping together?" Papi's like a fire beard.

"Hahah, just relax, Pap. Papi believes in Damar, doesn't he?"

"Not to hear Damar, Om. He's the one who joked like to miss." Wulan threw a pillow right over my face. I couldn't dodge it.

"You both make Papi hangers. Try your mother was joking, she must have fainted. Remember, you can't stay in the room for long!" The man who owned this house left us both in the room. The door was left wide open.

"Damar, you have crazy things. If Om Purnomo finds out, we can get married quickly before executing the plan." His face turned furious.

"Just calm! They will not be that close, it will take time to prepare for the wedding. No hurry, no." I who already understand how the character of Mami, have been able to predict from the beginning.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to think it was important." Wulan looked doubtful.

"What's the?"

"Eum, look ... about your friends."

"What's wrong with my friends?" my telisik.

"Where are you, eum .. they you didn't invite to the engagement party, did you?" This girl bit her lower lip. I shook my head quickly.

"Ngapain ngundang them? There are even ridiculed continuously because the day is fooled." Question sucks.

"Thank God," he said, sighing in relief.

"Well, I'm gonna go up to the room. I'll call Auntie, let her take the dirty dishes and glasses to the kitchen." Wulan nodded briefly.

"Damar, that you just said, that's not true, is it?" I turned around, looking at him confused.

"What did I say?" I don't understand the direction of the question yet.

"That's, in the hotel room that we've both been -" his head lowered deeply, occasionally glancing at me.

"If we've had a kiss, that's what you mean, right?" He nodded weakly.

"You need to inget-inget yourself! Besides, I don't gini."

"Damar, what do you mean? I can't be that brave." He screamed inadmissible.

I went up to him, flicked his forehead fast.

"Sick, peak." He caught my arm and pinched it.

My head is down, looking at him sharply. Our views meet.

"Try to know more about that night, when you were drunk, why did you do it?" Wulan's eyeballs moved to and fro, perhaps trying to recall the incident.

His head shook rapidly a few minutes later.

"Son, I don't want anything. You must be lying."

"Gue knew what this felt like, and what was inside it." I touched her soft and supple lips.

"Broom, don't talk weird!" He pushed my body rough.

"Mother." Wulan screamed, her gaze looking at the figure that was in the doorway.

"Mom, has she been there since?" tanyanya. His face was red like a boiled crab.

"Mom and Dad just came in, so why?" You just walked in. The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God you're sober, I'm worried because you suddenly fainted." Mother approached Wulan then hugged her tightly.

I glanced at Wulan, putting my index finger on her lips. I don't want him to bring up our past so they can forget it like we didn't know it.

"Mom, sir, Damar go outside first." I hurried off without looking back at them again.

I wonder, what secrets were hidden by our two parents? Why did Wulan and I both have no idea about our past while in elementary school? If it was Selena, she might not remember because she was younger than us at that time.

"Gosh, I forgot. Mutia must have remembered something. Damar, ogeb very yes. Mutia's sister is three years older, she must remember about our childhood" I said alone.

My feet are climbing the stairs. I want to talk to Wulan again. I have to deliver it before the engagement tomorrow.

I knocked on the door, my shoulder went limp because the one who opened it was Mr. Ramli.

"What do you need, Damar?"

"Wulan, Sir. Talk a little, someone forgot."

"Unfortunately, she's asleep. Just let them hug their sleep." The room lights were dim, there were two bodies hugging each other on the bed.

Already big, still a hug with his mother.

"Yes already, sir. Sorry to interrupt." I rushed back to the room, looking for the whereabouts of the hape. I saw the clock showing at nine o'clock in the evening over twenty minutes. I'd better call Brother Mutiara now, I'm sure he hasn't slept.

"Jawab dong, Brother!" I can't wait.

After three calls, there was a voice behind it. But, that voice made me limp because Bang Kelvin answered.

"What's important, Mar?"

"Where's Muti, Mas?"

"You're not sleeping, he's been vomiting since this morning. The body lemes, hopefully tomorrow we can go to your engagement." I didn't care about the event, which I wanted to know now about our memories.

"What's the pain, Muti?"

"Not yet, he doesn't want to check. He said he got a regular wind."

"Yes already, Mas. May Mutia be well, first." Phone calls are disconnected.

I put the eavesdropping on the nightstand, I thought I could ask Mutia. My mind is out of focus, I just want to find out about those memories for now.

Blaaamm

The leaves of the room door suddenly closed, there was a clattering of steps heard in the ears. I immediately saw who eavesdropped on the conversation.

"Selena!" call me while opening the door. There's no one here. I looked at the stairs, how do I know if there was anything nosy or what. I sneaked, looking at the figure who was descending the stairs in a hurry.