
There are many hotels that they go through along the way home. Starting from budget hotels to the cost of rent per night is quite draining the contents of the wallet. And of the many choices, they—more precisely Sabiru—choose to stay in a 3-star hotel located next to a meeting building. Baskara said that this impromptu staycation plan was Sabiru's initiative and he felt he had no right to point to which hotel they would stay.
At the reception, Baskara was ready to book two rooms when Sabiru confidently said that they would only book one room for two. The receptionist smiled ambiguously, while Baskara could only resignedly let Sabiru chatter cheerfully during the room booking process. He also let his lover pay through his debit card— which of course was made in the name of Kimara Anindia.
A few minutes later, the room was booked. A piece of access card was handed to Sabiru by the receptionist, still with the same smile while glancing at Baskara— made the man again sigh long.
“Come,” so excited Blue pulled Baskara's arm, leading her lover towards the elevator to get to the 4th floor where their room was.
“Lo less money to pay two rooms?” baskara asked in a sarcastic tone as they were already inside the empty elevator.
If usually Sabiru hobby of pecking, this time the woman just looked at a glance and smiled thinly. There is no clarification on whether or not the money is enough, but Baskara knows the decision to book just one room has absolutely nothing to do with the money they have.
Ting!
The elevator clinked loudly, followed by the opening of an iron door that seemed to allow them to immediately continue their steps down the quiet hallway.
Still with a spirit that does not recede, Blue swings a step with Baskara who is still he gamit tightly his arms. The man could only resign, waiting patiently when the lover attached the access card to the door until the dark brown door was wide open.
“Gue want to directly shower, sultry.” After the two of them enter, Baskara breaks away from Sabiru's spindle. “Nitip hape equals wallet.” He then handed the two objects he mentioned into the hand of the lover.
Blue accepts it with pleasure, full of smiles it because the desire for staycation is obeyed. To be honest, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Tired of spending time in a rented house, not to mention if there is an unhygienic Kumala Lintang coming to disturb.
“Sana, clean shower, let it smell.” He said while making funny jokes.
That unusual behavior made Baskara goosebumps disco. It's nothing, he's just afraid that his lover was stuck in the genie waiting for the beach to make the woman into a super duper centil extraordinary.
“Lo also shower, flower bath let the genie in your body disappear!” before escaping into the bathroom, Baskara had to menoyor Blue eel strong enough to make the woman stagger back.
“Fucking airport!” Blue yelled, as quickly as a flash released his shoes then he threw it towards Baskara— ended up hitting the door because Baskara first went into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Baskara made a head bobble, not out of thought with the strange behavior of Sabiru which this time is really beyond reasonable limits. Then he again remembered the reason behind the idea of this impromptu staycation, which until now Blue did not want to confess whether it was because of his chirping about making love or something else.
Well, regardless of what the real reason behind this staycation is, Baskara thinks this is the right decision. For a long time he did not feel the bath with warm water through the shower, because in the rented house they only have a water reservoir and they usually shower with a dipper.
Taking approximately 20 minutes, the afternoon shower was over. Baskara turns off the shower, waiting until she is finished on the last drop before blurring to the side where the hotel towel has been prepared in place. Thick white towel with fine fabric fibers then Baskara use to wipe each side of his body, from the tip of the head to between the toes. Then, he put his clothes back on.
When he came out of the bathroom, Baskara found Sabiru being intolerant on a Queen Size mattress with a face down position. The woman seemed to be busy scrolling medsos until she was not aware of the presence of Baskara who had arrived at the opposite side of the mattress.
“Watcha doing, huh?”
“Seeing the world's development.” Answer Blue, indifferent because it is overbearing responsibility. He was busy reading a thread on Twitter, about the controversy of a famous YouTuber who was caught late paying employee salaries even so that the employee no longer works with him. Then just like that, other evils come by themselves. Many began to emerge as victims. Some confessions sound reasonable, but some are obvious like just a lie.
Baskara who is curious about ‘world’ development that is being observed by her lover also joined. Slowly he crawled up onto the mattress, placing his body on top of Sabiru's body by making sure the woman was not crushed at all. From the side of Sabiru's head, he also peeked into the phone screen, only to be made to moan disappointed because what he thought was too far from reality.
Instead of news about Elon Musk who managed to create a new life on Mars, he even found cheap gossip that came to change like a seasonal disease.
“There is no correlation at all with the development of the world.” Baskara sneered, then with a sense of disappointment that she swallowed herself, she removed her body from above Sabiru's body.
“There,” Sabiru. After he finished reading the last line of the thread, he also sat down. “At least make the world keartisan.”
Ngeles mulu lo's work. Inner Baskara, but in reality he could only grunt quietly. Because he is too lazy to argue Sabiru who is in gesrek mode. So instead of extending the question of the world of artistry or whatever, Baskara prefers to discuss other topics. A discussion material that he had saved for himself because he was still waiting for the right time to be spoken to Sabiru.
“Bi,” Baskara call carefully.
“What?”
“Gue want...”.
Seriate
What do you want hayoooooooo???