Jogja, You & Memories
The 45th Temple

I think it is difficult to breathe only when walking the steep road above two thousand masl while carrying a mountain bag full of camping preparations. It seems there is something more difficult... Breathe in front of Dominic while posing prewedding. I had trouble breathing when our gazes often met close and warm.

Not just one silly costume he prepared from home, but three, in three different places until I occasionally had to dodge and take a deep breath.

“Mbak have asthma?” ask the photographer while holding out a tissue.

I shook my head quickly while wiping my sweat. “Not asthma mas, but stomach acid!”

“Oalah no matter asthma you know, no I'm worried madam daritadi kayake mengis-kis continues, like hard breath that way! Grogi ya Mbak?” I nodded honestly, who said no, I almost fainted continuously posing like a woman who fell in love with Dominic's charm. My heart rumbles, I get goosebumps, my mouth is about to grumble but all I can do is smile sweetly and look at my future husband's affection.

“I often get clients like Mbak just the cutest part!” clearly carefree with eloquent caution.

I stared at Dominic's back which breezed to the toilet still in a rag when we were prewedding in the Malioboro area. Watching a lot of people. Or they would rather watch Dominic who is completely clear and charismatic now.

“We are suhabasan mas, it has been a long time until it is equally comfortable, these two years we rarely separated, continue suddenly my father told us we should marry because only nginep in Parangtritis. Nyebelin? Though I did not say anything, did not suddenly have to be friendly with my own friends.”

The photographer nodded his head. “Mbak nothing, but Mas'e not necessarily do anything to? Hayo, have you asked Mas'e yet, Mas'e why not that time?”

“Oh yes bener.” I grimaced. “But I'm a cuek-cuek aja, wong he's my best friend. No need to spend.”

The photographer's rarity increased by several octaves. “Pantesan... Mbak.”

“Planner? What do you mean mas? Weirdo? Wes regular.” I shake my hand. “The conversation I swallowed yesterday if I was weird.”

“Pantes Mbak'e is more groggy than Mas'e, wong turns out to be the cuckoo Mbak'e, the considerate mas'e. Lucky you Mbak problem is usually a guy if the prewedding is rigid, which is difficult to compromise!”

“Ya obviously she is flexible mas, her ex is a lot.” says me fast. “He's an expert, keep not counting his ex a dozen there, where I know all his names, while my ex is only one, it's just in stay go.”

“Connect?”

“Died, klitih.” I smiled wryly as Dominic waved at me. “Woyy hunt, laper.” I shouted as I waved at him.

“He's his friend, our best friend, he's taken care of me all this time. If you say lucky, I'm very, very lucky. Only I am jaim because I used to love excessive, now I want to be appropriate so that the pain is not blurred.”

“Can't do that, Ma'am. That's not fair to Mas'e.” the photographer suggested.

I shrugged my shoulders. “I really-really do, mas. I can balance her love with equal portions only I am more comfortable being loved now. Know what I mean? Women who already feel lost and betrayed, loved by someone man is the best bonus.”

“Ngerti Mbak, but don't bother. There is a time when Mbak is considerate so Mas'e also feels owned. It is difficult to find a complete package so.” said the photographer hurriedly while standing, shifting the position of the folding chair to near Dominic who just arrived in front of me. He looked at me and the photographer, frowning.

“What chat, so serious.”

“This is why I think I have asthma because I'm scratching from it, even though I just have trouble breathing without you.”

Dominic leaned in a smile slowly until it became a wide grin. His hand pinched my nose. “Gemas, this prewedding effect, you add pinter seduce, Ras.”

I grinned without giving Dominic a chance to reply with a smudge on the cheek or a kiss on the face.

“Eat first yes then continue preweddingnya.” I clasped his idle finger in front of me while one of his hands sipped a cigarette. “My stomach acid looks like it's almost crumpled.”

The photographer who was the audience looked down, looking at the camera screen with a smile.

“Eat in mall or search in emperor?” he asked while throwing cigarettes into the water.

“Very close meatballs, already tired.” I pulled him closer and looked up, Dominic was still wearing a blangkon and his sunglasses covered his beautiful eyes. “This time we are still looking for a mattress, tomorrow still take the invitation. Are you tired of it?”

“I've taken a multivitamin and enterprising sport—”

“When?”

“Pursuing you is not a sport category, Race?”

“Not.” I fixed his tinsel that started to irregularly scintillate while Dominic turned his face with blushing cheeks.

“If you are not tired, I want to go to the star hill or the top of the becici. Waiting for rain or stars on land, want?”

Dominic thought quickly, guessing and multiplying what memory I liked.

“Both can be found, except rain!” Dominic looks happy but a little anxious. “Rain in your heart may still be there, but real rain will not come as you wish, but stars on land will only exist except for power outages!”

“Hadeh, want me to give you a gift but many people, Ras. Patience, I bought meatballs instead.”

As a star, he breezed leisurely, crossing the street to order meatballs while I hurriedly approached the photographer.

“Don't forget in the photo later mas when we eat meatballs!”

“Let what Mbak? The concept is weird none of this is romantic.”

“Easy, we have often romantic-romantic in kost.”

The photographer was surprised and smiled.

“Puantess sampaan menguruh quickly wedlock, it turns out.. play it at kost.”.

“Obviously to mas, my father who has boarding houses. Domiku is also the occupant, so we dated while riding the yard, mopping, cooking, washing dishes..”.

“Serious Mbak? Mr Dwayne would like to do that?”

“Mau,” I cringed with the wonder of the prewedding team today. “Why brother? Dominic's nickname isn't Dwayne's, Dwayne's his mother's surname. Marisa Dwayne.”

They grimace then return to busyness when Dominic returns. Some tidied up makeup equipment, some set lighting and pretend to photograph plants.

“So I saw you chat seriously when I stayed, discuss what?” Dominic took me away to a quieter place, we happened to be outside the government office building.

“I often write my trips to various regions, and I often insert your name there. Just... I don't think I know you yet more than just a friend who takes care of me, you..”.

“Many secrets?”

I'm shaking. “I don't care about you, I closed my eyes too long as you're by my side. Just now I'm wondering who you are, Mr Dwayne? Why do people think they respect you?”

Dominic took off the sunglasses that covered his now beaming eyes.

“I'm just his son mom and dad, Ras.”

“You never work, but your money never runs out.”

“I work where I am, Ras. Passed laptop.”

“What do you do?”

“I told you I'm out of wedlock, can't wait for you!”

“Raw! People must have thought I was a total idiot not knowing who you really are. Though I just lack sensitivity.”

Dominic is back with his glasses on. “Emang less sensitive, curious turn, ask already more than journalists.”

“Kajanganku emang journalist Domi, tourism journalist, my job is wondering pinisulet, caretaker, tahura member, porter, or people related to the place I visit. It's just that you're different, it's a matter of karma and balance. You want to answer?” I said in a lower and sweet voice at the end of the sentence.

Dominic yawned wide as he stretched his muscles. “So sleepy me, Ras.”

“Domiii... Answer.” I said half sulking.

“You ask my mother, I am lazy to answer, you are impatient!”

“Idih kampret.” gumamku mangkel. “Unfair, uh insensitive tipped coy.”

Dominic pulled both corners of his lips as he stood up. “Your taxi is here, we're home. I'm pretty prewedding us.”

“Ember, I've also been lazy to be friendly. Udah said stiff, indifferent, thought to have asthma, still considered inattentive. Now he is told to sleep in a curious state. Great right today.”

Dominic shakes his face while whistling like a big boy in most styles but his hands touch my back carefully.

“Pdkt hence, later also know yourself finally.”

“OK!” I said loudly while lifting my chin.

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