Maya Adisti
Go home

I opened my eyes and blinked, I looked around and I was still in the bathroom. After sitting firmly I just realized the water in the bathtub that I use is no longer warm. I don't know how long I slept in the bath.

When I came out of the bathtub I felt my fingers have snorted, I casually grabbed a towel and bathrobe. If it wasn't Akash's voice that had been banging on the door, I probably wouldn't have gotten up.

After drying my hair I opened the bathroom door. I found Akash standing anxiously not far from the door.

"Thank God you're out."

"Don't overdo it, I'm just soaking, '" I replied.

"How's your drunk?" ask Akash.

"It seems like it's getting better, I'm sleeping inside." I sat down on one of the chairs and grabbed a plate filled with food. It seems that Akash hasn't had breakfast either.

"Wear your clothes first May, just ate," protested Akash who moved to sit beside me.

"Why? I'm hungry, but this bathrobe isn't sexy at all." I started to feed the food.

This is not true, if I continue to be here and the one room with Akash can-can-can-do the man can not hold back. Just slept one bed twice his words have gone everywhere.

What did he say just now? Forgetting Ruth?

What's that shit?

Yesterday he who was so excited wanted to find the damn woman. Very quickly he changed his mind. Are men really that like-plan?

"What's wrong?" ask Akash.

I took a deep breath. "I want to go home. Today too."

"What's!? Wh why? Didn't you enjoy the holidays so much?" Akash was surprised.

"Indeed, but it looks like the sooner the better home. I don't want to keep one room with you." I put an empty plate on the table.

"But we haven't visited anywhere else. If you mind one room with me, I can book another."

"No need to Akash, waste of money. Let's just go home and then we'll sort this out." I crouched down in front of the open suitcase.

"You don't like me Maya?"

I took a long breath. I wanted to scream that I liked it too, but my brain was still functioning properly. It's just a feeling of like not love. Anyway I don't want to be rash. If I follow my heart and feelings, I may lose my money.

"Luck in him," my inner.

"May?" Akash called me back.

"Hmm?" I turned.

"You haven't answered my question."

I smile. "We're friends, right? There's no way I'm making enemies or people I don't like as friends, right?"

"So you really want to go home?" Akash made sure.

"Alright, I'll meet Paul downstairs."

Akash came out of the room, I was sitting on the edge of the bed. Actually I still want to be here. Shouldn't I be happy? With Akash wanting to make this relationship a lot better, isn't that progress? Even keucutungan?

How not?

Being the wife of a rich, handsome man is the dream of all women, but hearing the word love from Akash, instead of being happy I was afraid. The rich can always do anything with their money.

I got dressed and sat on the balcony. Enjoy the rest of my time here. When will I be able to go abroad? Even after my relationship with Akash ended, it was impossible.

I heard the door of the room open, it looks like Akash is back.

"May I can't find a flight ticket today. We'll just go home tomorrow." Akash suddenly stood beside me. I'm nodding.

"Where are you going today?" continued.

"I don't want to go anywhere, how about we just go around the hotel?" bargained.

Akash nodded, he entered and was busy with his phone. Tired of just sitting on the balcony I finally laid myself back in bed. I saw Akash turn to me at a glance and then refocus on his phone.

***

There's not much activity at the hotel. I want to live like this every day. Everything is available, there is less just pick up the phone and then the desired will come alone.

Tired and tired of the life that I lived these few years suddenly burst out. Just now I remember, I never let my body relax like this. If only I were here and enjoyed it all. That woman must be a lot more tired than me.

"May, you want lunch?"

"You're bored of Akash?" ask me without looking at him.

"Yes. A day in the room makes my head woozy."

I turned to him, if he knew something later that boring things he would miss.

"Oh, let's have lunch." I got out of bed and combed my hair.

The next thing Akash and I did was get out of the room. I walked around the corner of the hotel which turned out to be beautiful. I took some pictures as a memento.

Our steps jointed in the restaurant, we took a place near the pool. The atmosphere was quite crowded, I observed every behavior of the people who were there. It was like looking at the other side of life.

"You okay Maya?" ask Akash while finishing his meal.

"Why indeed?"

"You're daydreaming a lot today, what's up?"

"Everything is fine Akash, I'm just recording the atmosphere of this hotel. Make a memory" I explained.

I saw Akash laughing.

"Does that sound funny?" my many.

"Yes. You are weird," he replied.

I don't answer anymore. Let Akash think like that. For me, making memories is not just making a lot of photos. Memories of thoughts and feelings are more valuable than pictures.

***

The next day I deliberately wore the clothes we bought in Bhanhostrasse, at least in this way I did not make Akash feel like spending his money for nothing.

This morning we took a walk back to the outside of the hotel. Waiting for dawn to break while walking to see the sights of the city with friends, chatting a lot of things it feels quite fun than having to go there and here with a tour guide.

Paul picked us up right after lunch. He helped Akash carry our suitcases to the car. Several times I heard Paul was very sorry for our sudden return.

Though he thinks he and Akash are planning to take me to Diavolleza. He said there was snow there, but hearing the long journey I was grateful to decide to go home.

At the airport, Akash took me shopping to several shops. We bought some things we could not find. I don't understand what products are sold here. I let Akash take whatever he wants.

"Buy for mom, Nia and A Great huh?" I asked Akash.

"Is this enough? We can share it later at home." Akash showed me his shopping cart.

"It seems enough" I replied.

After paying we headed to the lounge and soon headed for the plane. According to Akash the return trip this time was much longer than when we left because we boarded a different airline.

We transited in Dubai before continuing our journey to Indonesia. It was a very exhausting journey. When I arrived at the airport in Indonesia, it felt like all my joints had been broken.

It turns out that Akash and I have been waiting for an invitation. I don't know when Akash called his men. My gaze was fixed on the logo contained on the name tag of the man in the suit who opened the door. I approached to make sure what the company logo was.

"Hurry in May!" Suddenly Akash surprised me.

I looked up and saw the man in the suit moving clumsily. I smiled and got into the car.

Akash sat right beside me. I looked at him.

"What company does he actually work for? Why is it so rich?" my inner.

The journey feels very slow. I tried to sleep but could not. Akash who saw me so exhausted decided to stop a few times in the rest area. He kept offering to eat and drink, but somehow since getting off the plane I lost my taste.

I felt relieved when the car came out of the toll road and started down the streets of Bandung City. Wait, something's weird. This is not the way to Akash's apartment.

"Where are we going?" I asked Akash.

"Mommy's house."

Akash's answer made me do it.

***