Jogja, You & Memories
The 24th Temple

I tried to amuse myself in the toilet by staring at a picture of Pranata in my wallet. I was obviously mostly at breakfast time and now I can't guess what's going on in the courtyard of this building.

Dominic is surrounded by his ex who either still has a taste or not. All this time I didn't care about his personal affairs with his old girlfriend. My life was too selfish, I was thinking about myself while Dominic was obviously going through a lot of upheaval that he didn't tell me because he was reluctant to burden me.

“I'm evil, Pra.” murmured me sad. “Dominic suffered because of us.”

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I closed my wallet and put it in my bag. I flushed the toilet before I pulled out the perfume. I sprayed it into the air with an increasingly impatient knock using this public toilet.

I opened the door and could not hide my surprise. Dominic folded his hands in front of my eyes with frowning brows.

“Ngapain in toilet long-time?”

“Ngapain again if not nature call!” sahutku.

Dominic was voiceless, he looked at me from top to bottom before touching my stomach all of a sudden. I stifled and turned my face away. I speak a thousand languages. She was still considerate and imagined how much she smelled right now even though her cheeks were already cheap.

“Your lips are pale, there is a lot of gas in your stomach.” he said as if a doctor. “Udah take medicine?” seriously ask.

I lowered his hand from my stomach which turned into an embrace on the waist from the front. Dominic sighed with my response.

“Regularly, later also healed itself.” my word flat.

“It's still stubborn, and haughty you can't be reduced when I'm with me, Ras? A little bit I—”

I raised one hand, stopped the line.

“We've been together a long time but for our new status I'm still awkward, Dom. I need time.”

“Then change the way you look at me!” dominic went into the bathroom, washed his face and stood in front of me with water droplets soaking his vest and neck.

“Remove the water if you don't like the girls earlier kiss me and you as my girlfriend are jealous!”

My eyes are enlarged. My mouth's open. My chest jerks. While my hands were shaking on the side of the body.

“Ras, we are easy to be friends but hard to be a girlfriend. Then change just a little, spoiled like you did with Pranata.” he explained emotionally.

I raised both my hands into the air, wiping away the remnants of water on her face with teary eyes. I don't know what it's like, but I did. Touching Dominic's face that I often see but rarely feel. Now in my palm and my fingers are wet something I call tears. Warm. Touching my chest.

Dominic hugged my waist with both hands as I landed my head on his chest and said forgive me. Really with feelings of regret.

“Forget last night.” He stopped his anger and withdrew. The attachment is lost in my arms. Dominic smiled faintly as he looked at me in the hallway of the female bathroom bathed in light from the side window. “Outside there is your best friend. Meet him let me find a cure before the show starts.”

There, at the pulse of the electric pole. Priska fluttered with her sweet smile and her distended stomach. Priska's pregnant, whose child?

I raised my hand and called. Priska waved her hand while calling me hysterical.

“Bumil... Very excited.” We hugged until your shoulders wiggled. I'm happy to find him in the midst of the rampant former Dominic who mushroomed here. “Gemes so you, Ris. Whose son?” I asked enthusiastically after we broke down the hug.

“There is nothing important to talk about.” Priska grinning.

“Yah,” I pursed lips. “Gak nyampe his invitation to my house!” My shoulder was pushed by him.

“Gak nyampe how, I myself came to your house. Ms. Yati said you were in Malang, at Domi's house. Uh..” Priska looked at Dominic who had just stepped out of the parking lot on his friend's motorcycle with a big smile.

“You are the same Domi, Ras?” whispered carefully. “Some times I've been to your house, your mother's father said you haven't been home. I'm curious you said the same Dominic sampe sticky continue until now.”

My left cheek twitched and my smile looked strange. Moreover, my face water after crying must look more arousing Priska curiosity.

I stroked his stomach and felt a free kick from the fetus in his stomach. And that vibe makes me smile.

“Long story, Ris. I play at your house sometime. Curate.”

“Rastanty... Rastanty, but are you all right? I was worried about you—” first

“Almost in a mental hospital?” my connection. Priska smiled sadly while stroking my cheek. “Dominic must be hard work for you, Ras. I saw that she was following you to the toilet. Long time, you sick? Oh, or the jealousy of many of his ex here?” his jokes made me smile.

“Asam my lamb up.” akuku.

“It is this sidean scapegoatblack stomach acid!” cetus Priska nudged my shoulder. “I am jealous Dominic met his ex-girls, now he nyamperin you, Ras. Bring what is it? Crackle white.”

I died in style when Dominic held it out to me. “In drink keep going into the building, I same Paijo contents of the event.”

I hid my smile behind the white crackle before Priska saw it. Dominic suddenly changed. He was no longer a melodious and long-talking bird but occasionally interfered. He seemed to be a Pranata in a form I had never known this passive.

Priska grabbed the white crackle and saw it stuffed inside. “Ya Allah is a real medicine for stomach acid!” cetusya. “You have a lot of thoughts is it hard to eat again, Ras?”

I grunt. Stomach acid became my disease after Pranata died. Besides I have a hard time eating, I think a lot, since then I have been picky food and Dominic is a critic of my choice while this morning was chaos.

“In drink keep going inside, we see Domi same Paijo duel. I miss their silliness, Ras.” Priska secretes bitter warm tea, acid reflux medicine and diarrhea from white crackle.

I closed my eyes. I was fed up with the medicine while the taste of a shoe from the pahitan tea made me gulp down spit many times.

“Udah, Race. Relaxed. Dominic was loyal in the right place, wong he was also once deketin I kept a promise will be faithful but I do not want.”.

Sitting in a neatly lined chair, all alumni appear to install various looks towards the stage where Dominic and Paijo duel chat. Yes, as members of BEM, they and Pranata are the spear of cheerfulness, solidity and intelligence in our generation. I was proud to be among them—except Paijo—and it feels like I feel Pranata is also present here. Inside Dominic's body who was looking at me full of warmth and a smile that melted his heart once so.

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