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...36...
Almost an hour he tinkered with his phone to find the contact number his mother had given when his mother had once ordered a replica of a Lambo car as a gift for Nolan's birthday fourteen years ago.
He was sure he still kept the number, but somehow it was hard to find. Until finally,
“Hah, meet also.”
Nolan checked the number once again to make sure if the number is still active and can be contacted.
Luckily, only three times the dial tone, a female voice greeted Nolan from across the street.
“Goodnight, how can I help?”
Nolan was grateful in his heart.
“Ah, good night. I want to order something.”
“Can. If you can know, with whose master?”
“Nolan Aresta Suwandi.”
For a few seconds the call paused, like surprise.
“A-ah. Please sir. What do you want to order?”
“A necklace and her pendulum.”
***
Caca felt his stomach getting wrapped around. Chances are the worms in there are protesting because they have not been fed. Outside, there was no sign of any club members arriving. Caca very much expects the arrival of Nanda to accompany him for dinner outside while enjoying the atmosphere of Yogyakarta night.
But everything seems not to be happening.
Caca decided to get out of bed, grabbed a jeans jacket and wallet and a cell phone, intending to find food that was not far from the inn.
He stood in front of the glass to fix his slightly messy hair. He tied it together to reveal his clean neckline, then stared at his appearance from above the bottomless results. Normal and does not invite orgasm. Okay, he's ready to go for dinner right now.
He grabbed the key and turned the door's round knob and pulled it open. The night air greeted Caca's face and body parts that were not covered in cloth. However, along with her closing the door, Nolan also walked out of her room.
“Where are you?” nolan asked briefly, then walked to the iron barrier of the balcony, leaned back casually with legs crossed in front of the other legs, and put potato chips into his mouth. The real definition of relaxation.
“Hungry, want to eat.”
“Sip! With me if so.”
Without waiting for Caca's approval, Nolan immediately re-entered his room, shortly afterwards exited and was tidy with a black jacket and mobile phone he still held.
It was Nolan's appearance that always stole Caca's attention. Nolan is so dazzling with black. The young man was seen exuding his good looks many times over. Caca's gaze stopped on the Saturn-robed necklace hanging in front of her chest. Something and love that he to his mother to never remove the necklace from his body.
“I haven't told you to eat with you—”
“Gue who paid.”
Caca follows Nolan who walks past him with the distinctive scent of a Nolan that Caca always liked.
“Totally? Okay deh. I'm coming then.”
Caca followed Nolan in a small jumping-and-jump gesture a happy sign. He also felt so happy that he would get a free meal.
Arriving at the inn gate, Caca aligned his steps and stood beside Nolan.
“What do you eat?” ask Caca
“According to Lo, what food is good in Yogyakarta?”
“Gudeg?!”
“Bby. We're looking for a warung gudeg.”
Caca thought Nolan would bring his bike, but unexpectedly the young man took him on foot. It is very fitting with the initial destination that wants to enjoy the night view of the city of Yogyakarta.
Along the path of preservation, Caca continues to look around and occasionally gaping in awe at Yogyakarta which is now. The streets are neatly arranged and many things that characterize this city. One of them is Angkringan Joss coffee. Since long ago angkringan like this does exist, and will not be lost to time.
“Where do you eat?” nolan asked, looking at Caca who was a few meters behind him.
“Asperse to you deh.”
“Lo don't get away from me. Later ilang.”
Caca throbbed and stomped his legs irritated. Does Nolan think he's a little kid who would get lost if left to walk alone unattended? Damn if the reason is like that. Despite that, he obeyed Nolan's words and was no longer in the radius that could make Nolan's head spin like a chucky doll's head.
Until they stop at one of the gudeg stalls are quite crowded. The arrival of the two became the center of attention, some even did not hesitate to admire the figure of Nolan.
“You're the cool one. I'm looking for place”
You know what's different about what Nolan just said? Yap right. The word just came out of his mouth accidentally and without him noticing.
“You want fish or meat?”
“Daging.”
Evidently. It's rich people's food.
Dumal Caca while weaving his lips annoyed imitating the words of Nolan who said ‘daging’.
“Drink?”
“There's no whiskey?”
“What the hell is it?” upset Caca for being embarrassed to be the center of attention. “You think this is a bar?”
Actually, Nolan wanted to laugh inwardly at Caca's facial expression. But he tried his hardest not to let out a laugh.
“Well it, tau.”
“I hot tea pesen. You want to too?”
“Ya. Just let it not ribet pesennya.” ketus Nolan who actually invited screams of admiration for women who are in one location with him.
Upset not playing, Caca twisted his body with a rough movement, then lined up to order.
After filling their stomachs, they continued walking in a roadside park that was slightly crowded by lovers and children. Caca ran along to join the crowd. He sat on a swing in the garden. Nolan followed with a stiff and flat face. He remembers very well during his dating with Gita, he never saw Gita acting like Caca. But somehow it just makes Nolan as needed. It's like he's got to protect Caca.
“Sit here, Zero.” Caca said as he patted another unfilled swing. Nolan shook. He did not want his fierce image to fade just because of riding the swing.
“Ogah.”
Instead of giving up and playing the swing alone, Caca pulled Nolan's arm until the tall body sat on the swing.
“Tau how to swing?” cebik Caca's. “If you don't know, let me show you. Here's how.”
Caca began to push his body backwards, then raised his legs and the swing moved forward and backward.
“Come, Zero. Losing time with TK.” children
Goddamnit! Even the same as the son of Kindergarten?!
Nolan did not want his image to be ruined because of Caca's words just now. He just moved the swing to swing higher and faster than Caca.
“Your menu, Ca.”
They laughed loosely together on the swing that split the air.
***
Satisfied playing on the play ground, Caca sits on an iron chair by the increasingly crowded street by a young couple walking in the pedestrian area. He waited for Nolan who was buying ice cream swivel there.
Caca refused, but Nolan insisted on going and buying ice cream made in the traditional way. From where he sat now, Caca could see that Nolan was the center of attention of many people. Either those who have never seen a creature like Nolan, or Nolan are indeed alluring? It seems like the two questions were nothing wrong.
“Nih.”
Nolan gave, Caca received. After that they are busy alone with ice cream swivel in their hands.
“It feels weird, but it feels good.” Nolan said as the swivel ice cream in her hand was running out.
Caca frowned. “Any? Yup, Zero.”
“Kan I said it was good.” protest Nolan did not accept. “Not as soft as ice cream in the supermarket. But it is precisely that slightly rough texture that makes me like.”
“This makes it with genuine human energy. Not machine.”
“Totally?”
Caca nodded. “Try me to Gugel if you don't believe me. Type an ice puter. Appears in tutorial for him.”
Out of curiosity, Nolan pulled out his phone and obeyed Caca's words. He nodded in understanding when he saw the process of making the ice puter. He was a little amazed by Caca's random knowledge.
“Udah? Now believe?”
Nolan turned his head and saw that the ice-breaker was a little fouled at the corner of Caca's lips. Her arms stretched out pointing to where the swivel ice cream was sticking to. “Your cheeks are dirty.”
“Eh, which side?”
Nolan simply pointed without making a sound. While Caca continued to search and was not on target, Nolan became anxious himself and stretched out his hand. Flicking his index finger and pushing Caca's forehead until Caca's head stumbled back.
“That, in the corner of your lips.”
Do not expect a romantic scene of swiping ice cream swivel on the corner of the lips. The one Caca had turned irritated because Nolan had already dared to push his head without permission.
With a rough movement Caca rubbed the entire lip area, then licked it briefly.
“Already?”
Nolan swallowed a rough saliva, then winked quickly. “S-already.”
Caca devoured the rest of his swivel ice cream, then stood up while patting the black jeans he was wearing.
“Yuk return. Already malem, Nanda and Jonathan must have been back.”
Nolan agreed. He stood up and began to take steps, followed by Caca who walked behind his back.
They walked in another direction following the GPS. Nolan only wants to explore the streets of Yogyakarta before returning to the city with its sickening frenzy.
They reached an alley, then there were trees slightly low blocking the bridge they were about to cross.
“You are walking this way very well, Zero.”
“Things-count search for mystical experiences here.”
Caca was singing his lips because of Nolan's messiness. Then unexpectedly a tree branch attack hit Caca's forehead.
“Yang was raided citizens.” dumal Caca slowly without being able to hear Nolan. Till,
“Awws .. ” aduh Caca while wiping his forehead that has just been slapped by a fairly large tree branch.
“You okay?” nolan asked worriedly, because actually, the twig hit Caca's face not without reason. And yes, Nolan was the suspect who made the twig swing a punch on Caca's face.
“Sick.” lamented Caca still holds his forehead that feels numb.
“Sorry, I didn't accidentally.” said Nolan, grabbing Caca's palm and bringing it down, then his palm replaced Caca's palm there. Swiping it gently attentively, and managed to make the empu palpitate until the hinge bone supporting his body went limp, barely fainting.
Nolan's attention made him fall more and more in love with this young man who was two years younger than him. Nolan Aresta Suwandi, managed to make her fall in love.[]
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