Jogja, You & Memories
The 19th Temple

A stack of mementos I once had in various forms from Pranata collected in a cardboard instant noodles that I bought for a thousand at Lek Sartini stall.

I sighed, if only Dominic had not kept my room as tight as my breath, I would have been irritated, smiling and crying at one time. But all I did was hear where this stuff came from Dominic's mouth, telling him about their behavior when they chose it.

“We chose together, Ras. Especially when choosing clothes. We shadow your body and choose its size, shape and discussion does not suit you.” said Dominic enthusiastically.

That's bad!!! ... The two men's fantasies had completely skinned me even though I was still fully dressed. The insolent is my best friend. Could-be had to imagine my body first that would have made them immediately whiny at that time.

I lifted the cardboard after he put the last thing left on the bed.

“You sure you want to throw this all away, Ras?” dominic asked as we exited the room. “Yang bought Pranata using the heart you know, quite expensive as well. Don't you like them?”

I stared at Dominic who was blocking my steps.

“What do I need? These things should not have disappeared from around me. Then the car is the same Pranata motor, we return it to the home of his parents!” I said hoarsely with my bitter tone of voice.

“How do you feel about that?” ask Dominic.

I knew that the place in his heart doubted my will, because I was doubtful, this memory was not only for me and Pranata, but also Dominic who seemed to be happy choosing these things for me. But I still want to clear his memories one by one from my room.

“I want you to throw it away.” I handed him a cardboard box whose weight made both of my arms tighten to Dominic. His lips thinned, his forehead didn't really frown but he seemed to understand I needed him.

“Gini aja, Ras. I keep these items in my room or in Pranata.” room he said just as a loud thunder boomed in the sky.

I shook my head strongly. Cloudy seems to have graced the sky Jogja afternoon by late afternoon. Not feeling, the situation kept me surrounded longer with Dominic who turned in the direction. He walked into his room, while the door I was about to enter was slowly shut.

“Dom? Angry?” I asked while knocking on the door, my door clung to the door leaf. I heard stuff falling on the floor. “Dom, give me in!” I said louder. “Don't gini dong, I don't want to keep it anymore not because I don't care about the same Pranata, but I try to appreciate your existence.”

I closed my eyes and patted my lips. I'm like a sycophant, a Dominic sycophant who obviously wants me a hundred percent and a wedding. Plus my brain was suddenly clouded by all the things I just knew.

Geez, my pride is gone. And anxiety wrapped around my stomach and my face as the doorknob moved down, then the door leaf opened slowly.

Dominic looked at me with softened eyes complete with a careless smile. He stepped back, giving me room to go into his room.

I looked inside, the items from the Pranata were completely scattered on the floor.

“You want anything?” ask slowly.

“I photos continue to be sold on the online site of former memorabilia!”

DUARS...

I shook Dominic's shoulders in the hope that he realized what he was doing was a decision that made my head tense.

Dominic cupped my jaw. I gulped with difficulty as the shocks on his shoulder stopped.

“Honestly I did not fall in love myself, because Pranata invited me to participate in giving you gifts. The choice is my choice too, Race. So, let me keep this.” Dominic looked at me sure.

I turned my face at the remains of the thunder that came back, I sighed, couldn't bear to pretend not to be upset who was too poking at the chest right now while his stupid and obviously happy smile we were cupped together.

“By daritadi! I've wasted time just thinking about this game! Hers..” I reward his chest with a light fist while grunting dislike.

Dominic pretended to be jolted, but fortunately he already understood my hand was too light when faced with him. And now all I have in mind is one, after Dominic leaves Jogja, then everything is normal. I hate normal, however impossible it sounds its existence makes time run fast.

I squirmed, trying to break free, but Dominic kept cupping my cheek with his beautiful eyes that kept looking at me. My face slowly warmed up.

“You're restless, Race?” he asked outside the discussion of items that were near our feet.

“Your hands!” I looked at him sharply and seriously. “Your hands start to and fro, disturb!”

A faint smile adorned his lips. “Let's be friendly?” whispered.

My tanned cheeks are blushing. My heart's pounding. He who is usually a whiny full of humor and playfulness becomes more intimate and attentive.

I'm staring. “I think this status makes you demand a lot of things, Dom.” I said bravely.

Dominic's shaking, and I know him as well as he knows me. Dominic was thinking, a little worried and looked very considerate then gave a little charming smile and nightmares in the afternoon befall me now. Dominic brought his face closer, while my legs were glued even as if they were crushed by concrete. I could not move as a brief, meaningful kiss landed on my forehead. His thumb brushed my eyebrows.

“You ayu, Ras.” complimented her while removing her hand from my cheek.

I staggered back while staggering back. My consciousness recovered, my feet detached from the gravity of the earth. I stood up unsteadily. My absurdity grew bigger when I rubbed my forehead.

“Ngawur.” My protest to him despite being late as if the conditions of the boarding near the cemetery affect the atmosphere of loneliness to revive hidden desires. “Mbok you are trying to make me comfortable, this is even.. Your fantasy is crazy!”

Dominic grinned, his beautiful eyes twinkling. Happiness was seen on his face. That deep she fell in love with me, strangely I felt happy she looked happy. He didn't keep a lump of feeling in his heart, maybe so I could know his feelings too.

Shoulders touched. “Udah there out of my room, not good you know girls are constantly in the room guys.” drive him out while pushing me gently.

My mouth is open, it is true that we are the ones. It's just not normal, not normal at all. How could he steal an opportunity and throw me out. It was raining outside and my room was falling apart. Moreover, my heart, he was torn apart, obviously I wanted to see him but I myself was too fond of saying it now. Dominic once cried behind his fake laugh because of me!

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