Jogja, You & Memories
The 34th Temple

Not a little bit I agreed to go back to Jogjakarta without Dominic, I asked for time negotiations, but at all our parents did not allow us to prolong this hopeful meeting. I ended the night with a cry I hid in a teddy bear Dominic sprayed with his perfume.

“This perfume is durable, you can hug this doll if I miss Ras.” Dominic put the doll on my chest, the doll he bought and drove me to the station.

I rubbed my face and saw the engagement ring on my finger. I'm not indifferent, I'm innocent does not mean I don't understand, I make distance does not mean want to separate. I'm sad because honestly I also want Dominic to continue beside me as the night train drives to my homeland.

“Pranata will be history, Race. Upon arrival at home, all his belongings are taken out of his room!” my father said as the train stopped at Lempuyangan station.

“I did not ask you to keep Pranata goods really, I was just not ready to lose all her relics at that time.” reply me lazy then carry my semi carrier bag. “If you want to throw it away. Tomorrow the car I deliver to his house in Surakarta.”

“No need to macem-macem, want to hurt you to meet his mother.” said Mr. as he moved, took down two backpacks from the trunk of the train and woke my mother.

“It's a good thing Dominic's parents accepted our family, you still want to find because of it. Less cool what is your life, Ras?”

Less cool what your life is, Race. Asem really, sir.

I snorted, “We're accepted because Dominic loves me, sir. Otherwise, how could I have been living with him.”

“It dawned on you. Not good how Dominic is with you! Open ae hard, but rumble together!”

I snorted while folding my mother's blanket, while my father was sophisticated in blaming everything that could be blamed even if half of what was said was true.

I got out of the carriage, inhaled the air early in the morning and split the wind with my steps.

Not yet anything I've been frustrated to have to dismantle Pranata's room, have not made a letter to lose and take care of all my cards that were swallowed by the Indian Ocean without Dominic.

This new habit is still difficult for me to accept and I grumble on why it should be after the fiancee separated. This status makes me nervous. Every time she praised the beautiful and sexy girls in our eyes, I was mediocre. But now. Forgiver. At this point, my life is no longer as simple as I can freely tell anything or glundang-glundung in his room. I was haunted by suspicion, anxiety and a difficult feeling I felt when I realized I was engaged to a former playboy cap lizard.

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“You sure you don't need help?”

I shook my head as I opened the padlock installed on the door of Pranata's room as if this place was completely sealed until the apocalypse came.

“Yowes, stay. If you give up father is in front.”

I cleared my throat, still lazy to make peace with my father. Where was this morning when we got home I was immediately in the waiting to throw away the Pranata gift that I was still hiding. While now in front of her stuffy and rarely cleaned room, I needed to take a deep breath before turning on the lights.

The sudden situation sliced through my heart as I absorbed the memories that evaporated so densely in this room.

Laughter Pranata, her bed, serious attitude on her desk, yellowed sheets of paper piled up in front of her computer. Almost untouched and dusty.

I pulled out his study chair that could still be used while looking around. Pranata traces are still left on every scratch on the wall, various criticism patches and programs of activities that he wants to do.

“Failed to be your scholar and activist, Pre. Sad for sure you, same as me.”

A musty smell poured out from the pile of clothes in the closet as I searched for his alma mater jacket. Proud we used to wear it even though Pranata and Dominic had already studied D3 before meeting me.

“With the opening of your room, I will announce the news that I am getting married, Pre. Go along with the musty smell of your room and some secrets you have hidden from me.”

After a while, the squeeze on his alma mater coat loosened. I decided to clean up the Pranata room. Take out the foam mattress and the bolster pillow out. Until finally my activities lure some hostess residents, they flocked to help me bring out the Pranata goods that for some boarding residents are treasures.

They take what they want. Of clothes that are still worth wearing. A set of computers that will be serviced by prospective computer technicians. Foam mattresses that will be brought to the nest tongkrongan, as well as some objects that I did not respond to with excessive feelings.

All the relics from the Pranata are scattered, should my feelings be mandatory as such. Disperse the road with time.

“I came out first looking for chicken noodles, ntar if there are still good items have alm. You guys embrace or love who. The faster all his stuff is gone the better.” I said while riding to the motor. “Anyone wants to drop an item?”

“Cigarettes, Race.”

I nodded and pulled my bike out of the house. The first day without Dominic I spent emptying the Pranata's room before tomorrow I asked the handyman to clean and give the room a new color.

“Ras, no kang package earlier send something.” Romi held out a paper bag.

“Okay, all at the meal. The cigarette is inside.”

We exchanged items before I walked into the room after seeing who the sender was from a piece of receipt paper.

‘Dominic, a husband-to-be who can bear the burden of family with his bill.’

I pulled the corner of the lips while grabbing the contents. I've guessed, just like mine yesterday, it's just a different number. Dominic seemed to have prepared this sooner than the bill I did.

I smile. It took me a while before I could operate this phone and write Dominic's phone number out of my head.

“Kok kucel, ugly? What pages are mopping, Ras?” dominic asked after his face was seen on the screen.

“I finished cleaning Pranata.” room

“Serious?”

“You like?”

“Surprise.” Dominic smiled at me. “But you are not sad or so lemes?”

“No too, I'm angry.”

“Why?”

“I'm angry because there's no you.”

Dominic laughed so loosely that his face seemed to sway on my screen. “Oath, Race. You don't fit me, uanehh, but thank you for your news and courage today. I know you're just scared of your dad.”

“No, not that, Dom.” I shook my head strongly. “I just realized, I'm hard to open my heart but want to sleep with you. I'm sorry, it's complicated, but real dad. I'm like you, geleman.”

Dominic chuckled until I snorted so long he eased the laughter.

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