
"Where? want to take a walk or we'll go back to the hotel?" steven asked after Rimba calmed down in the car.
"Come, my head is so dizzy" muttered Rimba as he massaged his own forehead.
"Why did you think the building would collapse?" tanya Steven began to dig into the memories of the Jungle that seemed to slowly begin to remember.
"Eitherway. I feel like I've done it. Dejavu times yes," muttered Rimba.
"How's dejavu?"
"Yes, I was rich before. There was an object that fell from above almost hit the head, after which suddenly there was a rumbling sound accompanied by shaking like an earthquake. Then everything became dark," said Rimba, closing his eyes. "Make me dizzy" he murmured.
"If that's how we'd better get back to the hotel, get some rest. Last night your sleeping hours were less Rim," said Steven then asked Mr. Wiro to drive him back to the hotel. Steven feels that the memories of Rimba's childhood begin to emerge along with events that are accidentally similar to past events.
"But I'm still in the hotel. How do we go to a bad place?" the word Rimba is still not willing if you do not spend this short time in Yogyakarta for sightseeing.
"This is the weather getting hotter Rim, more dizzy you know later," said Steven, but instead ignored Rimba.
"Pak Wiro, about where is a good place to visit but indoor," asked Rimba to Mr. Wiro who was sitting behind the wheel.
"Many Mbak. There is a palace, museums, or to a cultural park. Incidentally there is an exhibition of paintings in southeast Asia until the day after tomorrow. Maybe Rimba likes painting maybe?" said Mr. Wiro.
"Oh, sir, we'll go there. I like to look at paintings," said Rimba back in spirit.
"Are you really okay?" steven said he was holding his wife's shoulder.
"It's okay, just a little dizzy. Once after seeing the painting dizzy so brilliant," said Rimba laugh.
"OK," Steven nodded with a smile, then brought Rimba's head to lean on his shoulder.
Finally, Mr. Wiro drove them to the Yogyakarta cultural park.
They are looking at the artwork of paintings from several local and foreign artists. But they did not know that there was also Rimiko. He is one of the painters whose work is on display at this exhibition. In addition to working as a model, Rimiko also has other talents, namely as a young Japanese painter who is quite well known.
"Rimiko?" muttered Steven when he saw one of the names of the painter who plastered under one of the paintings he saw.
"Where's the toilet?" The jungle even swerved into every corner of the room.
"Would you go to the toilet?" Steven asked back, and Rimba only replied with a nod. "In the front entrance you look to the left. I saw there was writing directions to the toilet there," he said.
"Oh yeah? did you see emang?"
"I didn't see what I was saying either. It's a hunt there! there's an officer in front of you who's confused" Steven said.
"OK, you wait and don't go anywhere!" said Rimba immediately turned towards the entrance with his wide steps.
Steven was still faithfully waiting for Rimba while looking at a painting not so far from where he originally stood.
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Unknowingly a pair of eyes were staring at him from a distance. His wife's twin girl seemed to have put her hopes on Steven. He walked closer while developing his best smile, trying to captivate the husband of the jungle. In his heart began to arise the unwillingness of men as attractive as Steven ended in a mediocre girl who was his own twin brother.
"What the hell are you Rimiko!' hiss Rimiko criticized her own thoughts that were starting to get greedy. Can he be cheap by wishing the love of a man whose heart is already owned by another?
"Hi," Rimiko said as she stood beside Steven who was half aghast at being shocked by his arrival. "Have you been feeling good?" tanyanya.
"Yes?" Steven is less focused.
"You were drunk all night" said Rimiko again reminded him.
"Ooh," said Steven Short.
"Thank you for visiting. By the way where's your wife? not coming with me?" tanya Rimiko spread her gaze.
"Did?" just this time Steven was like a fool who was confused himself. Why is Rimiko so familiar? steven doesn't know him very well.
"When did we first meet?" lure Steven while raising his eyebrows, staring intently.
"When we were both stuck in the rubble of the building, right? you don't remember?" rimiko said so calmly.
Steven shook his head. "No! it's not you" he said.
Rimiko sighed instead. "Okay, I understand" he said as if reluctant to discuss it again. "Well, what do you think of my painting?" tannya
"Hmm, your painting is very beautiful, Miss Rimiko," said Steven, and indeed the paintings of women are worthy of thumbs up.
"Thank you," said Rimiko kindly, "Have everyone seen my other work?" tanyakanya.
Steven didn't answer. It was Rimiko who questioned him. He seemed to be more focused on staring at a painting of a lake with only one tree, but without leaf in front of it. And there are two human children who are standing, while looking at their own reflection on the lake water. One interpretation of Rimiko's painting when meeting Steven for the first time. At that time Steven thought she was the same little girl when both of them were trapped in the ruins of the building.
"You remember that?" rimiko asked with a sense of memory. "simple but full of meaning, right? you're always here" he said, pointing to his own chest.
Steven was silent. The man chose to move to a painting by someone else. His mood is not good. His love for Rimba. Yes, the existence of Rimiko who actually somehow now began to disturb his mind, and it makes his love for the Jungle even more. He was only afraid that Rimba would soon find out the truth, and instead would make his wife sad and disappointed with the reality.
"This is Kohsoom from Thailand, made with the left hand because he is left-handed. His right hand is also not functioning normally" explained Rimiko eloquently, giving information to Steven who is now looking at the painting on display next to the painting of his work.
Steven just nodded slowly without looking at Rimiko in the slightest.
"Is Sean really your brother?" tanya Rimiko off.
"Yes" said Steven Short.
"I've known everything from Sean about you, and about your wife from my mother."
This time Steven reflex turned his face away, daring to look at Rimiko for being quite surprised by the woman's confession just now. But he was still silent. Steven still chose his silent mode.
"By the way, why did you get drunk like that last night? is there a problem?" rimiko asked as she rubbed Steven's arm gently, and immediately pushed aside Steven without saying.
Rimiko smiled. "Don't get drunk again like that, because it's troublesome for others!" rimiko's advice is sincere. However, he could not avoid not falling in love with his first love. For him, Steven is the biggest temptation for the standard type of dream man who has been pegged.
"That won't happen again" Steven muttered still seemingly unconcerned, but this time he responded with an answer. "Just think of yourself Miss Rimiko, don't get too involved with me. There's a Jungle that will take care of me," Steven was silent for a moment after blurting out his cold, flat sentence. His eyes were staring at the picture in front of him. "Excuse me!" he did not want Rimiko to follow his steps again.
"Wait on! there's something I need to talk about" prevent Rimiko, and Steven was forced to stop his steps for a moment. Along with that,
"Steve, you--" suddenly Rimba came from behind Rimiko. Sontak makes Rimiko turn her body around. "Lho?" Rimba. Both of his eyes blinked a few times. 'This version of me in pretty fashion,' her inner half was amazed. The jungle did not suspect anything at all. What a woman this is.
"You've been to the toilet for a long time?" muttered Steven approached Rimba then purposely embraced his shoulder.
"I have eaten the wrong thing" whispered Rimba, holding her stomach. "Lemes I'm tuh," he complained so out of focus with the surrounding.
"Most eat your gudeg rice anyway. Everything that is excessive is not good" Steve replied. "We'd better get back to the hotel, I'll take your stomach ache, come on!" bring him.
The jungle this time according to when Steven's hand began to pull him to leave, but for a moment his gaze whistled with Rimiko who was staring at him earlier. Rimba could only smile while nodding his head in an excuse.
As if thrown away, Rimiko sculpted in her own place. He stared at Steven's dashing steps away without looking at him again at all. Not caring about the cold attitude that seemed to gush his heart, Rimiko actually fell in the charm of the man. His heart is pulled out by Steven, Rimiko falls in love.
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It's funny how you can break your heart, and you can still love him with all the little pieces that are left.
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Sorry, I've been slow up lately. Still busy 😁 understandably close to the holiday so much business first 🙏🤗