We, Without Me

Boss Chips

The pair of eyes looked at the girl who glazed past the rearview motorbike. Both corners of her lips were drawn up, commenting on the thin smile full of love. Right, from behind the steering wheel Keven observed every move of Yuki. He seemed reluctant even though only a split second of blinking.

While Yuki focused on researching makeup through the rearview mirror of the motor. From a thin pink salmon patch on the lips to lentic eyelashes that look thick thanks to mascara strokes. Yuki was quite satisfied even though the etched eyeliners were still not even.

“Cantics.”

“Iya, you are beautiful.” Like a reply Keven chimed in Yuki's lip-reading motion. The girl likes to praise herself. Really adorable Yuki's confidence.

Not long after, Yuki's figure disappeared from view. Now it's Keven who has to get back to reality. He has to work hard for a brighter future, clearly in financial terms. Because the relationship still looks very bleak.

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“Pagi ...”

A brief greeting starts the morning in an office that is starting to get crowded. Vaguely will be heard the sound of the knocking of shoes and the sounds of warm gossip diverse. It is indeed difficult to throw away a little unifying habits that can damage the relationship between humans. Even so, some employees have begun to have heavy discussions about missed work and what is to come.

“Pa- .. Why hands, Mom?” Sahutan Yuki was cut off, changing in question with her eyes in a panic. Of course not really panicking, just reflexes in surprise.

“Ah, this .. No why-not, just sprained.”

“Fall?” asked Yuki innocently with her pussy.

“Iya, because of the ugal-ugalan tengil boy. Hah .. This is why I do not like to deal with young men,” he replied annoyed.

Spontaneous Yuki folds her lips, stamps tightly and prefers silence. He does not want to add to the damaged mood of the boss who can impact on his calm throughout the day.

“Oya, later to my room. Take your last job,” her orders to Yuki before passing away. While Yuki of course spontaneously nodded obediently.

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Drrt .. Drrt …

Yuki's phone is shaking. For a second the screen lit up brightly, then dimmed and finally darkened. But it did not immediately make Yuki reach for the phone lying next to the keyboard. It remains to stretch the hands, breaking the aches that run through the bones. With a slight movement of the head twisting, Yuki could hear his neck joint sounding like a broken twig.

After feeling sore on the back, hands and nape reduced, Yuki just grabbed her phone. There are many discount voucher promo notifications with various terms and conditions that Yuki momentarily removed, but only one that Yuki did not ignore.

📩

Mas Dion

You don't miss me, do you?

^^^Ngak.^^^

📩

Mas Dion

Worrying as long as there is no signal here.

where is Mas Dion?^^^

📩

Mas Dion

In your heart.

^^^Huek stale.. Seriously where?^^^

📩

Mas Dion

I miss you.

Yuki's fingers froze stiffly. He was confused to reply to what Dion had sent in the short message. I don't know why it feels weird every time I receive a similar tweet.

Could she be traumatized by love? Or his heart that cannot yet turn? There is no definite answer, Yuki himself is worried about the contents of his heart and brain that sometimes do not match.

📩

Mas Dion

Let's reply. Don't dumb.

^^^I am working while I am!^^^

📩

Mas Dion

Reason. When did you leave? I'll pick you up later.

“Ah, yes-yes ..” murmured Yuki hesitate. A second later, a glance around the room.

Exhaling a rough breath, Yuki seemed somewhat regretful with the decision taken approximately 1 month ago. Although he also does not deny the feeling of thumping spirit when thinking about what he will be like in the future. Right, how else, everything has become an irrevocable option.

‘Hah! Forgot to say no more,’ muttered Yuki in heart.

A little clumsy Yuki put on a big smile and thanked him for being brought to his desk. He then supports the left temple with his hands resting on the table. Bitten by the lower lip with fine wrinkles on the forehead that are increasing. Hesitating Yuki opened one name with hundreds of unopened message notifications. For a moment he ignored Dion's tweet which flocked in.

While in two different places, the two men who were busy observing the series of messages sent to Yuki were already fixated on their feelings. There are infinite happy and there are those who are restless.

"Must change the card" said Dion as he stroked his hair. Curse hostile cellular data signals because they are often out of reach.

The next second Dion moved from the occupied boulder. He rubbed his arms slowly wrapped in a long shirt that was overheated even though he was not directly stung by the sun. Luckily there was a shady catapult tree for Dion to shelter.

“First love that late, I do not want to repeat again,” said Dion while looking at the pounding waves that are getting closer because the sea water is starting to tide. His regret came back even though now he realized not the love left for Ara, his sister-in-law.

No different from Dion, Keven who was originally cheering excitedly in the workspace now lowered his head. It turns out that the message is only Yuki open, not reciprocated, maybe not until Yuki reads. For almost half an hour, it was just a confusion. Even breathing is annoying.

Though Yuki had indeed wanted to send a message rejecting the food that Keven sent, it was just that the incoming call from Dimas successfully made Yuki undo his intentions. Practically not only Dion is neglected, but also Keven.

“Ciiyyeee .. On the way Cassava Chips Boss nih.”

“Bos fart,” ketus Cynical dimas, but unable to withstand twitching of the arch rising at the corners of the lips.

“Halah, did I call you that? No hypocrite, Dimas Cuit! Must be the purpose of showing off just now let me be proud, right?!” accuse Yuki while pointing the index finger at Dimas's frowning face.

Yes, the two were meeting in between Yuki's lunch. Sitting face to face, talking at length while eating lunch so that the stomach does not scream hunger. Of course there is a menu that Keven has sent through a courier that they are currently eating together.

“Bedain between showing off the same love. I graduated college still bloon, hish ..” Yuki's temple manoyor, Dimas sizzled. A second later stabbed strong batagor as a dessert.

“Ya-ya-ya ...,” reply Yuki origin, a moment he again said, “but seriously not that Mr Rava nawarin that? Not a deal yet, is it?”

“If Mr. Rava messing around, stay ngadu to Ara. Bayangin Pak Rava glared at Ara aja must have been kisut. Hahaha ..”

Nodding in agreement, Yuki could imagine how sinister Ara was when angry. In addition, he also imagined various persuasions of Rava whining on Ara that suddenly made him creep.

“It looks like we graduated we rarely play together huh?” chirped Yuki suddenly.

"We're not focused on campus. Have their own busyness. It's natural that now you can't see you often," said Dimas calmly.

"It's just the Boss Chips that seem to be free," said Yuki, insinuating with lips raised.

Twisting his eyeballs lazily, Dimas snorted bitterly. A moment later he exhaled a slow breath while putting on a serious expression.

"Are you better than Bang Keven?"

"Ohuk!!" Choking Yuki flinched at Dimas' question.

"Ck ... Just asked about the hanger. What if I asked if you guys want to get married again?"

Plaque!

Yuki's reflex flashed a light slap, landing right on Dimas' lips. "Your mouth!!" yuki said with sharp glaring eyes.

"No need to KDRT too! My lips are hot. These lips no longer have insurance ... So you really want to turn him back on?"

"What the hell?! Not very clear!" grunts Yuki.

"Well, if you don't want to turn her back on him, than to worry that later the marriage will be the same as me. But not now, wait another 5 to 10 years," said Dimas while playing his eyebrows up and down simultaneously. It sounded full of jokes and prank temptation in Yuki's ears. But believe me there is seriousness behind Dimas's whiny attitude.

"It seems that most of the afternoon breeze makes you crazy," said Yuki while shaking his guard.

"I have to go back to the office. I'm going to finish his lunch hour," Yuki continued saying while paying attention to the clockwork direction on his left wrist.

"Oh, okay. Come ...."

Just as Dimas was standing up, he accidentally nudged the shoulder of someone walking behind him. Suddenly Dimas turned around, intending to apologize for his inadvertence. But instead of immediately making an apology, Dimas was wide-eyed.

“You!!? Ugal-ugalan boy?!”

“Mom-mom judes?! Amit-amit may not see you again!" reply Dimas quickly while several times tapping slowly on his own head.

“You think I want to see you?!”

‘This ... Why?’ Bathing Yuki while glancing to the right and left alternately. Looking at the confusion of Dimas and the boss.

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While guessing and monitoring who is Yuki's soul mate, can nih stop by my friend's novel, Aisy Arbia whose title is Duplicate Daddy😄

Thank you everyone who has been waiting for the Yuki😘 story