Jogja, You & Memories
Grannies

From a distance it was clear Dominic was chatting with Irish early in the morning in the hotel hallway as I hurriedly searched for the man who returned to seek physical satisfaction last night.

I flinch as I guess, what conversation they want to convey to the point of impatiently waiting for breakfast together. Then what cue did they use to meet in the morning. My heart's pounding. My hunch says no exotic word without admiration that underlies a feeling.

Or what this means, one man is the other guy got the sap.

What is clear is that if I were still his friend, I would not be too stiff like this and meddle his affairs in a friendly manner like a rose that does not propagandize its fragrance but is accepted anywhere no exception grave.

I felt terrified and unceasingly pulled on the hair while waiting fretfully. What kind of situation am I browsing through early in the morning, or am I really too much into my feelings right now?

Seconds changed seconds, Dominic seemed not to understand I was not far behind him. Waiting for him to finish conversing quietly interspersed with melodious-sounding laughter in the ears.

I risked my heart as I moved closer, moving like a light that no sense of touch was aware of except its familiar smell of my perfume.

Dominic turned around, he gave various expressions before smiling at me. His hands tucked my hair behind my ears, and I smiled in doubt as I taught it to look fine.

“I'm looking for you.” I said then nailed wordlessly with a rebellious heart after Dominic kissed my forehead while embracing my shoulder.

“All introductions, Race. Irish wants to go back to Singapore first.”

I nodded while saying carefully while courteously regretting it.

Irish smiled and nodded, “That's for sure.” Irish stared at Dominic for a moment with a face full of hope and torment as if he was harboring an undisclosed love.

I made a distance with Dominic while holding my stomach, the air was immediately contaminated by the nitrogen sulfide and mercaptan content managed by the bacteria in my stomach.

“I think I should go to the toilet, Dom. I stay a while.” I touched Dominic's shoulder, looked at him with a gloomy smile while saying goodbye to Irish.

I took him slowly to the room. Gontai steps are created while my feet still want to anchor next to Dominic. My head occasionally looks back waiting for the separation of two old friends who meet again. The thing is, the beautiful Irish back knit chat with Dominic.

“This is the most I do not like from falling in love with my own best friend, want to be angry but prestige, where falling in love when married. Very bad sprains.”

I accidentally slammed the door to vent my mood. And this stomach is really called to blend with nature through the toilet sitting in an 11th-floor hotel.

Half an hour passed, I had finished my mission in the bathroom and was fully dressed and perfumed to turn on the television, looking for a movie that was worth watching and my choice fell to the movies, ‘The Sinking of Van Der Wijck’.

I look forward to Dominic as Hayati awaits you Zainudin with all his sincere love and greedy patience. But I'm Rastanty, who can't wait especially all this newly grown love is troublesome.

I pulled out my sling bag from the handover with the H logo while leaving the room. There the two humans were still involved in serious chat until they did not realize the exit of the former thugs from the room.

“Old card, Dom? Chat what?” I asked quickly, without further ado in the midst of those who were shocked.

“Brother cooperation old friends, Ras.” Dominic says.

“I want to go down, breakfast, you guys too when you're done followed already at the gathering of relatives and grandmothers looking for us, Dom!” I said mangkel while merengos away.

One loud announcement could make Dominic step up while grabbing my hand. Though I was just lying, I used my Irish fears on my grandmother to let them end the conversation.

“Quiet, Ras.” said carefully. “We go to the room first.” Dominic clenched my arm and told me to go into the room after the elevator went to waste. Irish smiled wryly as our gazes pounded in her eyes.

“I recorded my conversation and Irish on hp, you can hear.” Dominic grabbed his phone at the bottom of his jeans pocket while giving it to me.

“You heard, I took a shower.” Dominic smiled patiently as he rubbed my cheek with his thumb. “You must be confused find me earlier, sorry Ras.”

I said, Oh God, love gini very, not love later he lost. And I remember last night, he's going to fulfill me well.

In the corner before going to the hotel restaurant, I confirmed my usual expression in front of the mirror. Flat face to look like judes.

“Good morning everyone. Forgive the newlyweds just got off the throne of love.”

Marisa grimaced as she searched Dominic over my shoulder.

“Mas Domi still shower mom, understand hard work.” I said without tears of shame. Though very males I said Dominic hard work, my people are enterprising.

Marisa et al who have memorized the activity was smiling widely. “You breakfast continues after this we take a walk to the apple orchard.” he said quickly while pulling a chair nearby.

I sit with grace that I learn constantly. Opposite me is the father-in-law. He smiled as he put down his spoon.

“Father accept your job application, Ras. The day after tomorrow we can start.”

I gave my thumbs up while nodding and winking.

Coinciding with that, Dominic comes with hair that is still wet and not combed.

I snorted, it was cool. Especially in a neat comb do not wear t-shirts and short pants. I don't know how handsome he looked yesterday. Turn now...

Dominic kissed my crown before expressing a greeting to his family before Irish also joined in carrying his tote bag.

Father and Marisa looked at the three of us alternately while my father's mother was enjoying life. Enjoy, chill, and comfort.

“Sit breakfast. You're Irish too. Only after this Mr. Tedy take you to home.” said Marisa seriously.

Irish nodded, Dominic instantly did the things his mother asked him to do. She had breakfast near me voraciously while I was boro-boro eating. Snacking sandwiches available only males.

“Rastanty, eat!” Grandma spoke in English while pressing the wheelchair button, she moved to my side behind me after being pushed by her daughter-in-law.

“Budi, you get food for your son-in-law let mama bribe!” Grandma.

I shook my head quickly as Dominic turned his head. “Let me eat alone, grandma. I've grown.”

“Grandma alone feeds, Rastanty. Dominic too busy with his food.”

Dominic took my plate while putting some typical Javanese breakfast food. He smiled in front of his grandmother as he carefully placed the plate into his grandmother's lap.

“Thank you, Grandma.” says Dominic as calmly as possible.

“Sure.” Grandma grinned like Dominic's behavior now who returned to eating his breakfast with a gaze fixed on his father.

I widened my mouth while accepting bribes for bribes for food portions on the plate like porters. And without my guessing, I burped nimbly without a burden.

Grandma laughed. ”You must be full, Rastanty. That's good, you'll be healthy and full of spirit.”

Healthy? Fat the real time. Basic grandma. I love to make me like a child who is nervous and innocent.

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