Jogja, You & Memories
For you

But I think Dominic is smart. He knocked my heart seriously for years without the slightest trace of patience facing me for mercy.

I like him, suddenly this affection that used to be just my love for friends became more than everything in the whole world.

Now I don't have to climb a mountain to pull over, see a star on land, a sea of clouds that look like a mattress or have a storm that breaks the frame of the tent.

I've got Dominic and Budiman. It broke my spirit to just get out of bed, which kept me going through a storm of affection in a place that was really soft and not just that I admired from afar.

Thanks to Dominic who has given one brilliant star in my life I immediately fell on his charms are very wah-wahan.

There was no doubt about him anymore. One patient love has aborted the behavior of his best friend who is full of stored secrets. I no longer care about the past, so karma has been paid for.

I'm happy.at least my ndablek is enough to make Dominic anxious and challenged, try if I'm spoiled, a little ask in sedu, it's bored him.

Light on the garden chair. Budiman was six months old, was learning to crawl on grass with the sisters and great-grandfather who no longer had silver hair, his hair was painted black two months after Budiman was born..

It is said that from what I heard, great-grandfather added spirit in his old age. That's the reason the gray hair that I've always considered the real color of her hair she changed.

“Dreams, Race?”

Dominic cupped my face while lowering his head. Kiss after kiss was anchored on my face, sending a warm sensation as usual and a scene like this was commonplace witnessed by all family members.

Reno is fed up, she says, while Michelle goes to Jogja, to meet the callous hand, Paijo.

“Why? No boss work, just leha-leha?” with a dirty face while sitting next to me.

“Emang who is the boss?" I pursed my lips. ”Nak aja, my people again work.”

Dominic broke down while putting his arm around my neck.

“What work? How does it not look that hard, let alone dry?”

“Otakku the work.”

This time Dominic was no longer open, he looked at me in wonder and looked a little bit of anxiety in the look in his eyes.

”Thinking what? Want to play? Mountain climbing? Off road? Pregnant again? or—”

“I just thought, when can take Budiman to Jogja. To my house, back home that week. I miss home sometimes. Miss five-foot snacks in the square kidul.”

With a small nod, Dominic replied to me. “You when to go home?”

“I wait for you to have some free time.” I said gently while clasping her hand. “You are not the only one I have. Your employees, Stacy, Marinda, Budiman, your family. I'm just a complement to your perfect life, Dom.”

“You Race perfected it.”

Breezy wind delivers the aroma of cantile flowers embedded in the backyard. I don't know why the flower should be embedded next to the pool. Though... But no problem, if the sisters are busy keeping Budiman who is sometimes lazy joking with me I am busy cleaning the leaves and flowers of the cantilever that is floating on the surface of the calm water.

I smile. ”You can, there must be a want.” I said while pinching his nose.

Dominic grinned and swiped his nose on my nose.

I smiled as I clenched my hand and punched her in the stomach.

“Yes time, Budiman our beautiful child is still learning to crawl, my asi is still lumber-lumber, my body is widened is also not shrinking. You want to print another child? No way.” I moved my index finger in front of his face.

“One way, plis.” Dominic seduce.

I'm nodding. “Five minute?”

Suddenly Dominic was shaking my forehead. “Five minutes! Ah males, Rastanty not exciting.” grunya before moving to the grass. Carrying Budiman who he directly affectionate.

“Come to room.”

“You're here, clean your knees and hands first, Dominic!” exciting grandma.

“Yes, great eyed, alright.” Dominic said mimicking the voice of the boy.

Grandma snorted, I who followed her into the house giggled amusedly.

“Where are you taking us, Dom?”

He turned his head as he took off the clothes of Budiman that was stuck in the ground and dried grass with cynicism.

“Do not call me Dom, Dom, Dom while with Budi, mommy. I papi Domi.” he said firmly.

“Papi..” I hugged him from behind. Dominic's busy cleaning the palms and feet Budi stopped. He sculpted though still holding Budi's body so as not to fall from the high table.

“Thank you for meaning and pulsating my life so far, Dom. I'll definitely pulsate for you as long as you want.”

Dominic tightened my grip and broke... “As for you Race, which I obviously want you forever. Not just five minutes, is that five minutes? We're not five-step girlfriends we've been able to meet. We're busy.”

Busy what?

I stick out my tongue and roll my eyes. “Will I can handle.”

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By three o'clock in the morning I was getting tired, Budiman was unceasingly absorbing the water of life. Dominic accompanied even though he only patted his son's ass to immediately fall asleep while once twice yawned.

At the end of my consciousness, sleep was a real rest after having children. But for Dominic our child's sleep is an opportunity to establish physical relationships to meet each other.

Budiman fell asleep, a grin on Dominic's lips visible. In the end, the routine of finding the right time to appreciate each other and maintain the spirit of sanity with the baradu sigh of longing are things that free themselves from the fatigue of daily routines. Simple, only his effort is unusual.

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