Yogyakarta 03:05 am
Melvin and Alexa came down the stair of the plane they had been on to take them to Yogyakarta together with the other passengers. The man was still wearing last night's party clothes, wearing his girlfriend's backpack and continuing to hold her hand as if he was afraid of being taken.
Alexa embraced her own body when she felt the night breeze blowing. Sometimes she glanced at Melvin who looked chaotic and yawned continually.
"You're sleepy," Alexa mumbled.
"Yes. I haven't slept all day and have had enough rest," said Melvin, then continued walking towards the airport building, holding Alexa's hand.
"Do you think it's easy to order a taxi at this hour in this city?" he asked.
"I don't know, let's just try to find out. If not, we'll just take a motorcycle taxi," Alexa replied casually.
"Motorcycle taxi?" Melvin glanced at Alexa in horror.
