Jogja, You & Memories
The 27th Temple

Our changing status made it hard to be in one of the most elite rooms in a simple beachfront inn with Dominic in the shower.

Jebarrr—jebuurr sound from the water he used to flutter all over his body that began to stick and increasingly smell did not come to my anxiety now although clearly in front of my eyes there are children's cartoons that are entertaining my childish soul.

Dominic whistled after the shower, the door creaking. I took a deep breath while holding it in my chest. This is not normal, I should have won the debate by bathing in a public toilet. It wasn't in the inn room that locked me in a man wrapped in pink towels that we were hunting from stall to stall.

“Bentar, jerk. I took my change of clothes first before getting angry again.” Dominic said excuse me while wearing his change of clothes near the television.

Chuckling she closed the bathroom door again while I who glanced at her movements sharply let out a long sigh.

”It's crazy to wear clothes in front of my eyes!” gertutuku.

“No, Race. No, relax. That moment we used the first night!” connect Dominic from the bathroom.

I clucked with the fur of my romance upright all. How was the first night I spent with Dominic? I'm thin-ketir, not yet anything I've wanted to faint imagining it plain without a thread. My body suddenly stiffened. How could this happen. Dominic's innocent shadow was presented before my enlarged eyes. Oh my God, I hit my head.

“Wowww...” exclaimed Dominic, his feet fast approaching. “Why again, Ras?” tanyanya's worried.

“Gak—gak.” I shook my head quickly before the rush of questions he was pointing at, but the severity of my cheeks was red and I hoped Dominic didn't know. “Where is the towel?” ask me without looking at him.

“In the mand—” room I hurriedly swiped my clothes on the television table and darted into the bathroom without any interest in seeing Dominic looking at me in wonder. I closed the door in a hurry until it sounded like an angry person.

“Ras, why else? What did I make wrong?” dominic exclaimed softly while I was taking off one by one my clothes.

“Ras..” I stacked my clothes on top of Dominic's pile of clothes that made me harden my stomach. Something looks striking on top of his white shirt.

“I'm not papa-papa, Dom. Ten minutes, all the way, don't listen to me take a shower.”

”Why?” yells.

“Fantasymu!” The sound of water gurgling half swallowed my voice. ”Or is my own fantasy fucked up? Severe.”

I flushed my body with as much water to dampen my fantasies that lured Dominic joking. The first night, the roaring in my head was complete with the man waiting for me while crossing the bathroom door.

“Kok didn't go?” my question was as normal as possible after the storm in the bathroom I was dulled with great difficulty.

“You shower like a possessed person!” Dominic puts on a cheerful smile. “I'm just in case if like you why-why am I ready please as soon as possible.”

The smile on his lips became a mischievous smile. Westernized blood seemed to be growing in his mind while being alone with me in the room. Either my room, or his room.

“I just clean up what I have to throw away with water quickly.” I said slowly.

“What is it?” he asked curiously as he followed my steps from the front. His eyes were full of eyes and his hands were holding my shoulders.

I ventured to look at him before saying, “My dirty thoughts!”

Dominic was dumbfounded and unable to hold back his relieved smile. He hugged me as if relieved, there were as many as two verse paragraphs of poetry perched on my head with the title of his name.

Dominic is naughty.

Dominic the former playboy.

Dominic the good-natured.

“May we not be bosen like this until old age, Ras. There are so many days we have spent together. And the appearance of the sentence is a new phase for you. Cie... Got a dirty mind now, congratulations. You are an adult.” Dominic.

Buset. It should be congratulated. I snorted as I took a snack at the television table and climbed into the bed. “This time out, I borrowed your phone to capture the moment!” i said late.

Dominic came up to the bed, I hurriedly put distance by putting the mattress by my side.

“Yes, Rastanty. So scared of me.” Dominic sneered while throwing pillows at the floor. “Asyikin again. A minute.” Dominic straightened my legs cross-legged before laying his head on my thighs. I'm dumbfounded, damn it.

“Honestly I don't like cartoons. I love to see you, Ras.”

I opened the snack and devoured it, caring about Dominic's words would only add weight to my current burden. Moreover, new clothes that have not been washed make me more uncomfortable.

My head's bowed. Dominic kept looking at me from under my chin that was getting stiff, the chewing in my mouth getting longer and more heartless.

“You're not sick of seeing me so keep going?” tanyaku.

“I'm comfortable.” Dominic smiled, “How are you?”

“It looks? Am I not a statue that should receive the gaze of someone who adores me now?”

“Buahahaha, Rastanty — Rastanty. You invite me to joke?” I put potato chips in his mouth to keep quiet. Dominic tilted his head, chewing while staring at my stomach with a curled up body.

“How is your stomach, healed yet?” tanyanya attention.

“Lumayan, only I will get stomach cramps if you like this continue. Build...”

Dominic's inching, he's leaning his body against a wall painted blue sea like me. Our feet are squiggly and occasionally the edges of our feet touch while children's cartoons still enliven the atmosphere of this room.

Dominic put his right hand around my neck, his fingers went into the packet of savory potato snacks that I still craved, but instead of taking potato chips and devouring them. His fingers filled the gaps in my fingers while grasping the back of my hand. Automatically, my body was held in the same position as on the beach for the second time.

“You what? Asphyxiate.”

“We reworked that void earlier.” whispered softly, Dominic's sigh hit my face while his right hand moved out of the snack pack, his elbow bending the more it tightened my body on his body.

“Ras..” My eyes were surprised to see him sip my index finger covered in savory potato chips. Dominic smiled and at such a close distance. His eyes were rolling and glued to my lips.

I'm shaking. “That's canceled let it be canceled, we've been in the law earlier. My bag is gone!” reminded me.

Dominic kissed my neck and rested his face there. “Sebentar.”

The heat spread slowly around my neck. He seemed to be lulled with the atmosphere while my left hand was unwillingly stiffly hugging his waist.

“Don't be long, I'm ticklish.”

“But, Race. All you have to do is try to be comfortable with me. Not amused, indeed I why you until you are amused?”

Inside Dominic's arm that was holding me, I stammered.

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