Jogja, You & Memories
Love Signs

What an amazing party. I clucked in my heart in the seat of the bride who was like a king and queen. I never dreamed that I would have a Dominic husband and go on a journey full of crystal lights with people who are involved in serious chatter in printing a lot of money.

I rubbed my arms, the more the night of the party became quieter, the cool air freely touched the skin, the oxygen mingled with alcohol was no longer an expensive item that was contested in the middle of the ghost party.

Now there are only a few people left who finish eating, drinking and chatting at tables that some of the food is no longer left. Glasses of leftover wine lined up, waiting to be picked up and cleaned.

“You go, Race?” Dominic took off his suit and draped it over my shoulder after having a chat with Michelle and Irish in a chair a fair distance away from the bridal seat. The duration of solitude I used to eat and drink while observing Dominic.

Dream man. Now he loomed in front of me while cupping my cheek with his cold palm while giving a sad smile. “Sebel?”

“For what problem?” ketus. “I'm tired, can we go home now?”

“There is our room above.” Dominic looked up, there was a hopeful expression on his face, in the hotel rooms that were partly filled with the Dwayne and Prambudi families.

“Boleh, let's camp on top,” I reached for the hand he gave, “but don't we have no change of clothes?” I'm worried, don't let me sleep in a dress with stones. That's not fair.

“There, Race. Kalem dong, Mbak Iyah who was packing earlier with grandma.” Dominic grinning.

My finger gripped his arm to find balance while my left hand took off the shoe and tipped it.

“I'm sure it is in the selected clothes less material.” I'm clucking. “Can't I get the freedom to choose my nightgown, Dom? You don't ya-iya keep dong, pleasure!” I pushed the elevator button after he mentioned what floor your room was on. 11 Floor.

He hugged my waist from behind. “Can, Race. Can really like you as long as you are clever-smart theatrical time grandma tanya.”

“Part me wonder, Dom. Again how many days we have to get married, not so easy? Sorry to say yes, as a friend you must know not take care of one cat only I'm male. We still have to have a lot of kids. How do you feel?”

Dominic put his hand around my neck. “I'm sure you can be really bipolar if you continue to be depressed like this, Ras.”

“Nah.”

“What if we run away from home? Honeymoon is the reason?”

“That's right! Honeymoon?” I scrunched my face suddenly. It's the same as printing the baby the reason but it doesn't matter as long as we are outside the Prambudi house we are free to be ourselves. “But I'm sure our silver-haired grandmother can't stay still.”

Dominic chuckled while banging his temples on my side. “That's gray, Rastanty. Oh my gosh, what a pinter you are!”

I chuckle, that's the most sarcasm I've ever heard, but I don't care. The length of time our friendship has made the words of praise titled mockery natural to hear.

“I'm really cool, so smart I don't need to make you fall in love!”

Dominic chuckled until my breath was held back by his voracious kiss. “Believe me, Race. Believe me. but the hell of the many men on campus continue to be in your posts, it's just me and Pranata who have a crush on you. What don't-don't you..”

“What?” my jolt straight while glaring.

“You voters, know a handsome guys like me gini.”

I laughed as I followed him into the room. My eyes glared. Unlike my guess that considers the bridal room quiet of flowers because there is already the first night. Now in front of my eyes the bed is like a new funeral.

Dominic was heartbroken instead of expressing admiration for the appreciation given to us from his family.

“I swear, I don't know why there should be flowers on the wedding night. In the meal can not be, stored can not be, used as a tool to add intimacy let alone.” cerocosnya while brushing a towel repeatedly until the mattress looks clean from red rose petals.

Dominic gasped for breath while breaking down afterwards. “Capek me, Race. Pijitin..”.

“Ha..”

I rolled my eyes. In the case of our adrenaline-filled friendship there is no such thing as massages despite each other being tired and very, very sore. We only often asked for help to put a warming coyo on my back to treat the wound with red medicine. It's asking for a pijet. Waw...

“Bby, Dom. Can be really, jerk.” I took down the zipper on the dress under the armpit. Now just by wearing tight shorts and kemben. I crouched down, took off Dominic's shoelaces which made him straighten up.

“Heh... why?” Dominic's eyes widened.

“Let go of your shoes, I just kept incandescent. It's aja tanya.” sahutku mangkel.

“All belts keep pants, so dong so wife. Sensi!”

Malak. I hissed while continuing my activities. Taking off his shoes, his smelly socks, his belt and his pants with Dominic's blushing face and the old dikulum smile.

Shit is not romantic even so laugh. The wrong who to actually, friendly is considered funny, indifferent not attention. Why women are always placed on the term all wrong.

“Now I've seen you use boxer doang, Dom.” I said while removing the buttons of his shirt. Not infrequently I think, will he do the same thing if faced with another woman. Will Dominic be willing to keep my feelings that are starting to thicken to him.

“Why?” Dominic lifted his body to make it easier for me to take off my shirt.

“I love to see it, but don't like to see you wear it outside the room. At home.” I said while pulling the color boxer. “You're too sexy.”

Dominic turned his face with blushing cheeks. But above all else I said I am am tickled must be a Rastanty who is clingy to a flirtatious beard.

“Thank you for the compliment, Ras. Tonight I think you are ready to welcome me better than the previous nights.”

“Oh sure, mi amore.” I almost sprained when I mentioned it until I could only spit out a smile that rubbed into Dominic's lips.

“Ens of gih!” He patted her side. I lay down on a big, soft mattress that still scatters the scents of roses.

“I'm starting to suck like that, Dom. The vow. It feels weird to think of it but I. I'm afraid it's infiltrated between us.”.

“What's the matter first, Ras?”

We looked at each other seriously and then looked back at the ceiling. No doubt make the atmosphere become quiet and tense.

“On my feelings for you, our relationship which we can usually say everything up to personal matters, now I have to filter some. I'm afraid of you. You don't, Dom?”

A smile appeared on her lips as soon as I tilted my body to look at Dominic better.

“I'll probably be much more chatty and fierce than before, Dom. I do not dare to face the situation without you alone, I will be selfish, I fear the incident with Pranata repeated with you the new I know as a dream man and know everything about me. Because of my feelings of being shadowed by that betrayal constantly even though you are very different from Pranata.”

I took a breath and closed my eyes. “I'm more afraid of losing you.” I said umpteenth time.

“Udah confided?” Dominic frowning.

“I'm afraid you're sick of the length.”

“Rastanty, Rastanty Dominic clutched me with a stupid smile. “It is precisely because I know a wide gap to hurt you that I am happy to avoid it.” As quickly as the wind blew, we both sat on the edge of the bed, cross-legged and face-to-face.

Emotions splashed across his sleepy face, hands landing on my head.

“Difficult to accept but that doesn't mean you can't, Ras. Pranata, she loves you—”

“Try we talk about us, Dom!” timpal. “Not him, I was just talking about my fear if you suddenly do something like him. That's not the language, I don't want to!”

“OK, but don't think too long first.” Dominic smiled lightly. “I understand all about you, all of you, and when there is something uncomfortable in you, I understand, Irish.”.

My eyes. “What's the same with him?” I'm half clumsy.

“You're jealous.”

“More.”

“Long.”

I folded my hands together while grunting. Dominic instantly obtained his answer when I glanced at him ferociously while clucking bitterly.

“I just don't like it, these two years you're just mine continue to feel strangely familiar with other girls.”

Dominic covered his mouth with a big smile before his laughter broke. He's excited not playing. I quickly pushed his shoulder. His laughter eased at my reaction.

“Nothing's funny, Dom. I'm one hundred percent serious. Two years we have each other!”

“Lah, really, suddenly you admit, Ras. I must be in love with me right now. Gemes, God, at last, there are those who fear that I will disappear from the face of the earth. Thank goodness.” Dominic pinched both of my cheeks.

“We're childhood friends. See you again now, Ras. Not much more than that, he was afraid of mama and grandma.”

“Keep she said what was the same to you yesterday? You grew up well and handsome?”

“Not handsome, Race. But exotic.”

I pursed my lips as a sign of disapproval, but Dominic is exotic, everything that is clearly displayed in front of my eyes seems perfect to just be enjoyed in passing. But much more than that he is exotic without a thread especially when sweating.

My mind stumbles upon physical perfection and his heart which I must mark as soon as possible.

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