Healing
71. Where's Me?

I was shocked when I woke up from my sleep and looked around, I was no longer in the Yoga car, but was on a soft mattress with a thick blanket that felt very soft on the skin. This is not my room, this room is too spacious and too nice than my room. And all the furniture in this room all looks new and expensive.

The room was the same size as my mother's house. Yes, this room is very spacious, and I'm alone here. On a bed that was twice the width of my room, there was a television in front of the bed that was left lit airing popular songs of the past, pop songs that were booming in the era of 20xx. Years when I was still in Junior High.

This must be Yoga, I'm sure of it, because he was the one with me. What does she plan to do by bringing me here?, is this her mother's house?, but it's impossible, because Yoga knows exactly, her mother doesn't like me.

Then where am I?.

And what is this feeling?, I feel a little strange with my body, my heartbeat thumping faster, the heat from inside the body, whereas the AC in the room is on, it feels like I've experienced this, like when Yoga used to do the touches on my body. My body is like wanting a touch and a union. How strange....

I removed the thick blanket that covered my body, I was still fully dressed, only my thick jacket was removed. Yoga has no evil intention towards me. And I don't need to get angry, because Yoga helped me out. I just need to find him and ask him what his purpose is to bring me here, not to take me to my house.

What I was going to was the door to the room, because I had to go out and meet Yoga, but a large wall painting on the top wall of the headboard caught my attention. The painting was very similar to my face and Yoga face, like a picture of us both.

When Yoga made it, I don't know, but it looks like the face in the painting looks a few years younger than our current face. Yoga has been doing it for a long time.

But because of the painting, I became interested in other objects that were in this room, I undo the intention to get out of the room, he said, and I turned my body closer to another painting on the wall of the room near the television. A smaller painting, a girl in an OSIS SMP uniform who looks a lot like her face to mine.

I don't know why so many paintings are on the walls of this spacious room, and they all look so much like my face. Does Yoga really still love me?, does she still think about me all this time?. I can't believe it, if Yoga really wishes to come back with me.

But why was it that when I thought about it, my heart suddenly felt pain, this bloodless wound seemed to return, and it made me even more trying to hate it. Is it because I'm afraid that my weak heart will love him again?. I was also afraid that the defensive fortress that I had built up solidly all this time collapsed in just an instant.

We are both getting married, in a matter of days, I will belong to someone else, and Yoga will be someone else's partner. There will be too many good people who will be hurt if I comply with his desire to reunite. But for some reason with my heart right now, I kind of miss Yoga...

I must not be selfish and hurt anyone, I must still hate Yoga, until anytime, and there is no such thing as old love springing back. There is no more love in this heart for Yoga.

" Beautiful, right?".

I who was staring at the painting with a face very similar to mine immediately looked back, whether since when Yoga stood behind me, I daydreamed and did not hear his footsteps entering this room.

" What?", I was daydreaming so confused what the question meant.

" Beautiful right?, the girl in the painting?. Just for information, he was my first love, you know", whispered Yoga near my ear.

I was shocked and immediately fluttered as his warm breath hit my skin. And the excitement in my body became more and more, I was like a freak who wanted touch and caresses.

" This is our home. So where are you going home?. A few years ago I built this house, and everything on your behalf, this land and building is yours, because all this is the result of hard work that I gathered in my own sweat, at the beginning I started my business".

" I've had the pleasure of the past when we were together, when we were in school, if someday I work and have my own income, I'll make a home for my little family. And that means for you and Shaka".

Immediately I shook my head, "I and Shaka are not your family, and this house, is not my home, please take me home. It's been too late, and my family must be worried because I'm not coming home".

For some reason my body feels strange, seeing Yoga I just focus on his body, Yoga looks very handsome and charming. Her lips, they were beautiful and I wanted her to suddenly pull me into her arms like they were on a star hill, or in Bian's study. Oh my God, what happened to me. Why do I want to be touched. I have to rush out of this house, or I can't resist this strange desire coming out of my body.

I became more and more anxious to hear the words Yoga called me and Shaka as his little family. Moreover, the land, the house and the rest, all are named as my property. I don't want to accept all this, I don't want Yoga to continue to be kind to me, I don't want to be inedible seduction anymore, this must be just the temptation of Satan as it gets closer to my wedding day.

" You take it easy Ra. I've told mom and dad that you're staying at a friend's house, and I've also told Bian that you've gone home. Sorry if I opened your phone".

" So I was confused how to take you to your mother's house, because you were sleeping, and I could not bear to wake you who slept pules. So I brought you here, Ra, so you can see your house. Take it easy, you can stay here with Shaka and your papa mama, all the papers and ownership papers are in the drawer of that closet, all that in your name. I won't stay here if you don't let me".

I'm getting uncomfortable with everything Yoga says. " It's enough Ga, you've gone overboard, since I've stayed silent and only listened to what you said, because I thought you'd stop after I shut up. But you still say the same thing".

" Remember this is fine, I'm not your family, nor is Shaka, never once did I consider you part of my family, did I get tired of hearing all the bullshit you said just now. I want to go home now, to my real home. I don't expect you to do all these things Ga, you're just a waste of your time and energy. No more thinking about my life or Shaka's. I've been used to living without you since Shaka. And your presence just makes my life unsettled, you.....".

Yoga suddenly hugged me very tightly, I enjoyed it, because this is what I had hoped for since, which is Yoga suddenly hugged me, she said, but what exactly happened to my body is that I felt happy and comfortable, when I made a big mistake. When I realized that what we were doing was wrong, I tried to escape.

" Don't Ga, we can make another mistake if you continue like this, I have to go home soon Ga", honestly I want Yoga to force me, somehow my body wants to feel the touch back from him. But my common sense can still make me hold back the strange vibrations from inside my body.

And what happened, Yoga still hugged me very tightly, I was happy because of his treatment, my body accepted, but my heart and mind were balking.

" I have also been patient enough to face your attitude of constantly rejecting all my gifts Ra, I want to be able to please the people I love, the people I consider important in my life. I know why you keep resisting and avoiding me, because you're afraid you'll fall in love with me again, you're afraid you'll feel the same feelings we used to feel".

" And now my patience is exhausted, if you cannot give up in a subtle way, then I am forced to do it in a rougher way. I really still love you Raya".

That was the last sentence Yoga said until I realized we were both in bed. Yoga kissed my lips very greedily and excitedly. And for some reason my body received all its treatment of me, that kiss and touch. What really happened to my body. Why is it that right now this body is enjoying every Yoga treatment on me. The touch and kiss of Yoga made me feel very happy and for a moment forget about Bian who would become my husband in just a matter of days.

My body trembled violently as Yoga began to put her hands behind my clothes, and put gentle touches on the sensitive parts of my body. I don't know why I enjoyed it so much.....