We, Without Me

YK154

The sky brightened in an instant as if turning moody, covered in thick blackened clouds. The sound of thunder began to blur even though the raindrops had not yet fallen. Just as breezy as the wind blows getting louder, flying a cluster of dry leaves and dust into the air.

Old leg Papa Leigh stepped quickly. Penetrate scattering of dust that deflected the back of the hand. Protects the eyes from flickering. To be honest it is quite uncomfortable to walk that fast because you are recovering from rheumatism. But there is great news that must be immediately shared with his wife.

Brakes.

Opening the door violently, Papa Leigh arrived home. He immediately shouted, “Ma?! Mama ... Ma?!”

Papa Leigh's legs and head moved in unison, circling back and forth around the room. He could not wait to find Mama Agni. Until a second after the footsteps rang out from the end of the stairs, Papa Leigh was shocked.

“Blood? Why Mama?” Papa Leigh's voice again sounded panicked, his eyes scrutinizing the bloodstains on the disposable cotton that was very much. Frail hands that begin to be full of wrinkles with sagging skin. Observed from the fingertips to the arms, there were no small scratches.

“Sstt! Keven,” whispered Mama Agni while glaring at a glance.

“Why?”

“Mirror box.”

“So already know?” Glaring at Papa Leigh whispered to Mama Agni.

Exhaling coarse breath simultaneously with the shoulders down moody, Mama Agni then passed to dispose of the brought to the trash as well as washing hands in the kitchen sink. Papa Leigh was shocked.

“So really Yuki?” muttered Papa Leigh. The old body was instantly unsteady, resting on the handle of the stairs.

His wrinkled face was pale. Amateur video with a noise containing the explanation of the sinking ship back twisted in the eye pelt Papa Leigh. Squeezed his left chest with breath.

It was silent for a while until finally Papa Leigh realized and rushed to Keven. He could not allow himself or Keven to remain silent and gloomily mourn the fate of Yuki.

“You hurt yourself you won't be able to bring Yuki back. Let's go to the harbor! We wait for Yuki's news there.”

Plaque.

Plaque.

“Soaring, Keven! There is still hope Yuki survived.” Papa Leigh's voice sounded resolute as a light slap across Keven's cheek.

"What does Papa mean?" Keven's eyebrows were almost linked, his gaze cynical like a lion being disturbed while sleeping. He who had ignored was finally provoked by the words of Papa Leigh.

“What else are you ... You're like this because of this, right?” A cell phone that played a super-noisy video into Keven's hand

In the instant Keven froze, his eyes glared sharply. Papa Leigh's phone almost fell out of his grasp. Forcibly moved his head, looking at the Papa who had a serious expression.

Not waiting for long, in a real panic, the three men were waiting for the news wrapped in hope. I hope what you fear never happens. But instead of finding clarity, the information that comes just complicates the situation.

“This is the second time we have checked, sir. No sister of Yuki on the passenger list of YK154 has experienced sea sickness. But ...”

“Please check again, Sir!” keven's orders were full of emphasis, cutting off the remarks of the on-duty staff. Her eyes were red with tears, while Mama Agni herself was already crying. Unlike Papa Leigh who tried hard while trying to contact Yuki's parents.

“Begini, sir .. there is no Yuki Yulika Abian name on the ship type speedboat YK154. But there are on other ships that happened to sail about 4 hours ago. Please be patient to wait again. We need to confirm with the Captain of the ro-ro ship that is sailing.”

Blending with the panic and the cries of the people, Keven wished it were all real. Yuki was not among the passengers on the sinking ship. But with the identity card evidence found, even now in Keven's hands, it certainly does not dampen Keven's fear just like that.

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Day later.

In the middle of the ocean, swayed by a huge storm, Yuki cried. He wanted to scream for help. It was all too late and it was his fault.

“I'm poor ...,” muttered Yuki interspersed with sobs. The sling bag he was wearing was torn, a large hole in the sharp object incision.

His wallet and cell phone were destroyed. Just realized when you want to buy boiled noodles. Now there are only two thousand coins in Yuki's hand, the rest of the water from buying a bottle of stomach propeller.

Crew …

“Hah .. hungry.” Bowing deeply, Yuki hugged her rumbling stomach. The cassava chips from Dimas turned into the main dish, it had even been depleted a moment ago. Unfortunately, Yuki's large hull is not satisfied with just the supply of crisps. Already a great storm shook the ship, it must now endure the incessant tummy turmoil.

‘Luck is only 300 thousand contents. But many important cards there, just like apes, Yuki's inner’ is restless.

Obviously just as anxious as the uproar that Keven caused in Port City B. Both of his hands were held by the port officer. His body was kept away from the target who was slumped on the cold floor.

“Enough, Keven! Don't waste your energy in vain. We better pray that Yuki is okay.” Papa Leigh gripped Keven's shoulder. His voice echoed to the corner of the room. There Keven's family and Yuki's parents first meet a survivor aboard YK154.

"Yuki must be fine" said Papa Gibran from behind Papa Leigh. The face of the old man Yuki's biological father was very clearly hiding his panic. Unlike the ex-wife who has collaborated crying with Mama Agni.

The two old women who initially calmed each other were actually unable to withstand the outpouring of crying. The sad story of Mama Maria's regrets just flowed by. His poor son always looks cheerful, but apparently harbors a thirst for affection. While Stepmother Yuki who deliberately joined was only able to stand a little away with her head bowed.

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Dragging his suitcase, Yuki is no longer able to hold on any longer. For a moment he stopped his steps. Sit hugging your knees while closing your eyes. The scorching sun that seemed to radiate his joy clearly worsened Yuki's condition.

A minute ... two minutes, Yuki was still loyal to her position. Not even bothered by the passenger traffic of the ship and the porters.

"Deck ... Deck?" Yuki's shoulder was shaken, as he looked up. Squinting in order to see the figure standing down beside him.

"Oh, sick .. here follow me, go up this," said the man in full stature with shiny black skin due to too often exposed to the sun. Drawn near his luggage cart. Slowly help put Yuki's suitcase and big bag on the modified square wagon.

"I don't have any money, sir. No. ..," lirih Yuki refused honestly.

"Free. It's going up. You'll collapse here."

"It's strong, sir. I walk away," said Yuki again, reluctant to agree to the free offer of a port porter.

But somehow, now the girl was sitting hugging her big bag on the cart that was pushed by the porter. Still wearing a sling bag that is time to be thrown away. Quite more comfortable than having to walk along the path to the exit of the arrival of passengers.

"Here is the examination, Deck. There are people who nyariin his family," said Mr. porter.

"What's the matter, sir?" sahut Yuki's.

"That's in B there's a shipwrecked speedboat. Not here, but everything checked. Nyariin's name is Juki-Juki's like that."

"Jully?" parroting Yuki raised eleven of his eyebrows. For a moment he squinted his eyes, observing the female passenger who was examined, even though the figure sought was named 'Juki'.

Until the time comes for Yuki to be examined, it is clear that he cannot show the identity card that went missing in a pickpocket.

"My wallet's gone, sir. Look at my bag that's been torn. I can't give you proof of identity, but I'm not a stowaway. The proof is I've been like a zombie lacking brain because of hunger can not buy chicken noodles, eh boiled noodles deh. You can believe it, right?" cerocos Yuki without pause, did not give the checking officer a chance to interrupt. His weak voice did not complicate the agility of the tongue stringing words.

"Sister Yuki Yulika Abian?"

"Do you know my name?" Frowning, Yuki stared in amazement at the figure before him.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Please come with us to the office first."

'Mom? Me, Mother?' yuki said inwardly not accepting. Even so, he still obeyed. But previously had to say a lot of thanks to the porter the helper.

"Your same?! Thank goodness ... keep my money? Credit card? A cellphone?" yuki said loudly. His stomach filled with two pieces of pillow bread did not roar anymore.

[Yes, you .. keep yourself there. Wait-wait.]

"I-I'm .. sorry and thank you."

The call was interrupted, leaving relief and a stifling feeling. Across the street Keven has a new spirit.

'Thank you for being pickpocketed.' Like a madman Keven was grateful for Yuki's carelessness. Do not know if the new idol eats greedy without the prestige of bread given by the Port officer.

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