UNIVERSES

16. Journey home

Orange began to appear since the clock showed five o'clock more. Inside her hotel room, Sema occasionally stared out the window. But the car was boarded by his two teachers and Desta has not yet been seen.

As far as he knows, yesterday wasn't until this afternoon. Is the physics Olympics harder? A lot of his innings? Or how?

Sema sighed. If only he had not suddenly drowned this morning maybe he was now with Desta. Join the young man in struggling. Wanted to see also how the young man was tense and nervous before starting the race. Despite the fact that this morning the young man was relaxed.

To be honest, Sema is more looking forward to the results of the Desta Olympics than the arrival of the man. Yeah, more or less like that.

Five minutes later, Sema saw a car walking into the hotel grounds. Sema raised her spirit head, this was what she had been waiting for. Sema wears her cardigan, tidying up her messy hair. Then walk out.

He did not approach Desta, choosing to wait in front of the door while biting his lower lip. I don't know why his heartbeat was accelerating.

Before long the presence of the young man came alone, walking while frowning confused with the girl standing at the door. Also Sema is equally confused, where are Bu Nila and Bu Rosa? He immediately approached Desta impatiently.

"Why?" Ask Desta.

"Where is Miss Rosa?" Ask Sema. He had even forgotten his purpose of waiting for Desta at the door.

"home."

"Huh?"

"Bu Rosa and Miss Nila went straight home." Said Desta stepping towards his room. He turned around to close the door, but the presence of the girl who seemed still curious made Desta sigh. He opened the door of his room again.

"Wanna get in?" Ask Desta. Without answering Sema immediately walked through the left side of Desta. Then sit on the couch. Waiting for Desta came with a million questions in his little head. He did not even think that he was entering a man's room. Even the hotel room, but right?

Desta put her bag in the suitcase. Not forgetting to include some of his books that he put out.

"So Madam Nila and Miss Rosa have gone home first?" Ask Sema.

"Yes, we'll be home at seven." Desta Sahut complete so no longer get questions from the girl. Sema nodded, she already knew, she had packed up as well. Stay home.

Desta was still busy with his activities until a question was thrown at him.

"Where's the outcome? Champion one sure is." Ask Sema, accompanied by the answer to the results of her assumptions of course. Desta there clucked softly. Not intending to answer quickly.

After finishing her pack, Desta sat on the edge of the bed playing with her phone. "Monday you'll know." The answer. SEMA snorted, if waiting for Monday it means the day after tomorrow. Butwait? Isn't that the sign that Desta won? Do not know what champion but if announced on Monday it means to get the champion.

"That means you win?" Ask Sema again.

"Lo's not stupid." Desta muttered faintly heard by Sema.

"Huh?" Desta. "Udah get out there, Lo chick. It's not nice girls playing in her room guys." Banish Desta blatantly. Sema stood up while grunting. "Usually I also play into Haru's room is okay." He said before slamming the door hard. Hey, this is the hotel door. What if it breaks?

Not because of her door slam, but why did Sema play to Haru's room?

Desta shook his head slowly, getting rid of his strange thoughts. Then back to his phone.

Focus Desta!

...—o0o—...

The sky began to darken, with the two people who had now walked in their suitcases, about to return to their city. Desta who had already come down now chose to sit down and then dwell on his cellphone, without caring from the direction of the Sema Lobby still took pains to pull his suitcase out. The feeling of time leaving was not this heavy.

Maybe it was the weak.

He stabilized his hunting breath after putting his suitcase into the trunk, assisted by the driver fortunately. But the girl's situation looks like it's after the marathon. Directly Sema leaned herself on the back of the car seat.

The car drove in complete silence. There are only sounds that arise from online games played by Desta make Sema bored. Slowly he closed his eyes, about to fall asleep. But before that he made sure he leaned towards the window because he did not want the incident time to leave a few days ago repeated. He hugged Desta comfortably. I don't want to be ashamed anymore. So now he took off his knit cardigan leaving a white shirt that he was wearing. Then put the cardigan near the window to become a pillow of his head. At least now more comfortable than the time of not wearing any pads. But to be honest it's more comfortable for Desta's shoulders than leaning against the window. But it is impossible for Sema to lean on the undead.

Slowly this boring journey made him sleepy. She decided to go to sleep a while later.

While on the side of Sema, Desta who in fact looks focused on his game looks disturbed by the activities of the girl removing the cardigan leaving a white shirt. It was not Desta's intention to think about things that were not, but Desta was also a normal man.

Repeatedly trying to shake his mind with the focus on the game, even changing the position facing the window slightly back to Sema did not make the man calm. He smashed his hair back, rough enough that some strands were plucked.

Desta then put his phone on his side. Move to remove the denim jacket that was attached to his body earlier. The cold of the temperature regulator directly dominates. Stabbing her white skin who is now wearing only a t-shirt. At first, Desta hesitated, but his hand moved quickly to throw his jacket so that it hit Sema's body.

The girl initially jumped still with her eyes closed, but found the warmth of the object that hit her somehow, she then tightened her jacket to cover her body up to the neck. The girl went back to comfort.

Desta.

Seeking comfort made Sema turn around and end up on Desta's shoulders, again. The girl seemed to be starting to slack off again judging from her regular breathing and her hand grip that was beginning to loosen. Even Desta's jacket had already sagged to the belly of the girl.

Desta bit his lower lip. Last time this made her body sore. Instead of awakening, Desta prefers to move Sema's head slowly back to where it came from with the cardigan as the base. Desta is also quite kind this time, he raises his jacket until it envelops Sema.

Desta breathed a sigh of relief afterwards, he again grabbed his phone. Play the game again until repeatedly. His winning streak bored him a little. He was about to switch to a comic web application that he always read but his eyes caught the head of Sema who constantly hit the window because the road they passed this time there was some damage.

Desta curses himself, why is it that at times like this his eyes always catch things that bother him. Desta threw his phone back, leaning on the frustrating car seat while rubbing his own face.

But a moment later he got up, hesitatingly bringing Sema back to lean on him. Desta feels weird actually.

But for this time, just this time and today alone . He'll be a little kind to his Olympic friend.