Jogja, You & Memories
The 33rd Temple

Dominic welcomed my arrival with a warm smile at the gazebo behind the house.

“Sorry for a long time, my stomach relapsed.” I said as I climbed the grass that adorned the entire surface of the backyard of this house while the pool water reflected the sunlight to cause a moving sparkle.

My words and my shy smile made her smile widen, her expression unchanged since our engagement was finished at the dinner table.

“Actuation.” He put his hand around my neck after I sat next to him, “Udah said eat, Ras. Ate. Is it hard to eat?” Dominic grunting. “Seneng makes worried continue to be watched?”

“You think waiting for something that makes sitting uncomfortable is easy for me?” I snorted back. “Part of you promised to buy me hp, where? Later that night I went home to Jogja, still taking care of my own loss letter. Dom, come back yuk. Temenin.”

Dominic laughed. “Can't, Race. I want to keep your distance until two days before our wedding.”

“Yes that long you don't want to see me!” I said not accept.

“Can't, Race. We're on the waistline!”

I looked at Dominic with a flabbergasted face. Knowing my face was far from enthusiastic and Dominic's reluctance to stroke my cheek with the back of my index finger.

“I'm serious, Race. Before we were fiancees, I told your wishes to our parents that you needed time. They agree, a month from now at once for preparation.”

I pursed my lips. “So you have no plans to see me for a month? You raise your hand?”

Dominic's forehead frowned as well as raised both of his hands. “Why don't you split up now, Ras? Flirtatious devil from where are you?”

“Serious, Dominic!” I said fatly while stepping on the grass with a lump. “Yes you agreed-agree on the waist for one month. That stale know anyways you're wilder than me, come on. You accept it without protest. A month... Dom.” I couched and sighed tired.

Dominic rubs my back. “I understand you do not want, only the problem is our parents' policy. They give a pause for us to be together alone, let later marriage time there is exploding, Ras.”

“What is exploding? Your fart, our fart?”

“Rastanty..” Dominic glared while shaking his head. “Not our fart dear, but passion, love, longing and the things we used to do together. Know you now.”

With all the words that tickled the fur of my romance, I nodded weakly. “Ngerti, but by the way about that. I want us to talk about a deal the first night. You want?”

“Males.” Dominic moved away before my hand could pinch his thigh. “I led the first night, Ras!”

“Can't be selfish of you, Dom. I've surrendered myself to you in no time, now I'm asking for your deal before the first night. Anyway, got to, period! You should want to. lest I cry. I ran away the first night it happened.”

“Try aja.” Dominic challenged me with his gaze. “I know your hiding place and your favorite escape.”

I'm aghast. Damn, this is what I do not like dating friends, wide gaping gap he can use smoothly.

“You're not excited about being a fiance. You should know I'm not ready for that!”

“Instead you talked about your wishes for the first night, Ras. You're not ready yet, but I'm definitely ready.”

Buahaha. I was lying on Dominic's arm. But it was only for a moment, I fell silent as he looked at me seriously.

I scratched my head, my smile fading before Dominic's face hardened.

“I'm too layman with something you think you're used to seeing in the ‘fake friend forever’ folder, I know what it is. I let you see that when you were your best friend. But now no, your fantasies are mixed and I can conclude, I just as an outlet for your lust later.”

“Yes, Ras.” Dominic's calmness changed, he moved, grabbed my hand and put it next to his hand that decorated our engagement ring. My diamonds and his silver.

“We're engaged and it's our college days, Rastanty. Very long all the models are already old, it's not interesting, while now fully my fantasy is just you.”

I followed his steps into the house, passing the remaining family room my father and om Prambudi who discussed the wedding party later. Climbing the stairs, Marisa came down with a cheerful smile.

“Where are you going, darling?”

“Room.”

“Wow..”.

My head turned towards the father who was standing about to nag, but Marisa immediately lowered her fingers down.

“There is cctv, we can monitor via television, besan. Calm down.”

“Do not embarrass you, Ras.” timpal my father before sitting down.

“I continue to be scolded, even though I have been a good child.” my grumbling while continuing the journey to the third floor. Dominic pulled down the black doorknob, the same color as the door leaf.

The light flashed, shining on the room I had never seen before. Two years I've been living here Dominic forbids me from coming here, now, like the rooms of a boy and a bule, Dominic's room looks artistic, a touch of masculine color is seen here and there. He pulled me inside without closing the door.

“Our room.”

I watched one large picture frame with my photo alone, smiling broadly as I stared into the eyes of the camera aiming at my face.

“Photo taken Pranata through my DSLR camera. Look full of love, and I love seeing you like that.” Dominic touched my crown with his mouth many times.

“I hope you can be like that too, Ras. Make me.”

“You're different, Dom.”

“Indeed, and I'm still waiting for you to be like that. Smile loosely and beaming in front of my face.”

I turned around, looking at his face with both of my dim eyes.

“What do you mean you brought me here? You want to give me proof of what?”

“Remove the fff folder in front of your eyes and make you understand, every night I am accompanied by your smile that keeps me at home next to you. Rastanty.”

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