Jogja, You & Memories
The 22nd Temple

I didn't want to come face to face with Dominic this morning. Because the more I think about his jerk behavior with the Princess the more it makes my chest inflamed. It was delicious that he smuggled a girl secretly while it was clear the rules were not to bring female guests into the room. He is like one of the proofs of the many young couples who use boarding as a friendly event.

I let out a rough breath while dragging my steps as I set off for the kitchen. Dominic is really desecrating the sanctity of these hosts and you should know. He deserves to be punished despite his long activities!

I took two rice cobs to my plate after the kitchen atmosphere was quiet, one by one the hostesses were gone and I did not care if Dominic or not, I was hungry and I was the master of this house. If he's in front of my eyes, I can throw him out. Honey a thousand dear, when I devoured the vegetable soup and tempeh deliciously while listening to my new mother's radio, someone I hated from all night was yawning wide in the doorway. He squirmed but did not greet me smiling even once.

I'm hissing. He could have acted without sin after my face had been thrown in mud. Make more coffee at will then breathe the aroma casually. Ih, if he's not my girlfriend I was wondering what they were doing, but now I'm too unclean to hear the explanation further.

Kissing, lap-laps, hugs. Huh! The Princess is also cheap. It's on Dominic's woo. I pounded the table without my guessing as if anger was still burning in my chest.

Dominic looked at the gas stove. “Once in a while drink coffee two sachets let me understand there is something more bitter than memories.” he said before languishing away from the kitchen.

“Nyindir continue, sindir keep.” my wrath.

Dominic came up to me while putting his coffee mug on the table. He was high beside me. A cup of coffee side by side with my bowl of red fruit mostly sambal.

“Why not receive?” said. “Jealous?”

I looked up, he looked down. Our eyes stared at each other sharply. Instead of trying to persuade things last night that were getting longer, I snorted.

“Ngapain jealous, I've memorized your behavior!” I said lazy.

“So I don't remember your behavior?” dominic said with a sigh. “Don't try to tell me you're wondering about my past just to compare me to Pranata! We're different.”

“Who wants you to be with Pranata. I was just wondering what reason Pranata took care of me from you.” I said while standing up. We looked at each other with eyes that were sleep deprived.

Dominic grabbed my hand and put it on his cheek that I slapped last night. “It's wrong because you slapped me, Ras. I'm not wrong, I'm not hurting you right now. Who used to leave behind, why did you even reveal the sinking. Bad you, Race. When are you going to get?” Dominic shook his head as he sighed.

“Just with you I'm stubborn. I hold everything even once you sleep in my room with a boxer, disrupt my work with your endless confessions and your fragrance after bathing. Do you think I'm gay to the point that your charms don't I respond with affection. It's an old, over-suspecting thing, what right did you have to slap me last night, Race? Messed you.”

My chest tightened with anger and Dominic's disbelief scolded me. I bowed with my hands still on her warm cheeks plus the quiet atmosphere of the house and the radio that was singing a romantic song. I felt guilty about slapping him last night, but I was upset that someone would accept hearing that your boyfriend had slept with his old girlfriend. No right?

Dominic grabbed my chin while shoving his head. His eyes swept across my face painstakingly. Her warm breath also hit my face. Why is this so close? Why doesn't anyone help me escape Dominic's noose. Where my father, my mother, my ancestors are present. Get rid of Dominic with your banter if both are dangerous to look at.

“If you knew Race why I often bring my girlfriends here. I tried to convince Pranata that I didn't like you. I want to look normal, ordinary when he picks you while Pranata clearly knows I have a crush on you. Sick? It hurts my chest like your slap last night.”

“Ya sorry, don't be so angry.” whine.

“Apologies enough?” Eyebrows.

Geez, Dominic's pissed off viewers. Very tight his face. Forgive me... Intention to Jogja want a reunion where his business even everywhere. Ribet again, Dominic is angry hard to seduce him. Where is shame again. I think my stomach is wrapped around. I mules, because I can't stand being pressed here and there, I let out an unpleasant gas smell into the air.

“Rastanty!” Dominic couldn't breathe for a few seconds. I put on a grim expression even though it only lasted in one breath.

“How should I let you not bring up last night's business? I just sprained you brash.” concluded me to finish his hand on the chin and his face that filled my face.

A faint smile rose on Dominic's lips without a hint of understanding my stomach added the mules and my face grew hotter.

“Usaha first how do I let you slap me, not immediately nawarin something. Try to hurry up. Process, Race!” his lips then turned his head.

“Yes, I'm not good for you. I'm too rude, I can't move on and I can't sleep like Princess!”

“Rastanty!” Her beautiful and bright eyes turned dark and angry. Dominic tightened his jaw. “Don't be that easy saying break up because I never mess with how I feel, Ras. Don't you throw my efforts away all this time just because I look like a jerk in your eyes! Look at me from anywhere except my past that you already know!”

“Dom, wait!” I chased after her while hugging her from behind. He pegged on the doorstep of his room after an overabundance of emotions that shocked me. “Udah. Udah.” rayuku stammering, “I will business, but do not be fierce. I'm horrified, Dom.”

His thumb stroked the back of my hand for a moment as if it was a sign that it was softening, unfortunately this condition was much gloomier than I had imagined. Dominic took my hand off his body while closing the door to his room with his sad eyes that kept looking at me with his mouth locked. Now in front of his room, dizzy, I think about it.

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