We, Without Me

There's You Here

“Udah aware? Don't wake up!” Question sentences and orders spoken in succession. Sounding soft but firm, Yuki squinted, focusing his eyes on the figure standing next to the gurney.

“I can't be crazy for not eating rice every day, right?” chirp Yuki with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up. The corner of his lips was drawn up, smiling with a thin grin.

“It looks like you are crazy to have to pretend to faint.”

“Ck!”

“Udah satisfied his sleep?”

Staring at the plain white ceiling, Yuki blinked slowly. A moment to turn his face to Dion while saying, “lapar. Pengen pecel lele ..”

“After falling in catfish pond, now you want to eat pecel catfish?”

“Salah?” yuki asked with a twitch before returning to say, “oya, this is where?”

“Puskesmas.”

“I was lazy to wake up. Pretending to faint even overslept. Why also brought to Puskesmas?” Yuki's rude sigh doesn't think the action ends up in the Puskesmas gurney.

“You want me to tell Mr. Danu who panicked that you just pretended to faint?” dion said as he pulled the red plastic chair. He sat down, crossing his right leg over his own left leg. “Let's not run around again, your legs sprained.”

“Keren didn't I fall earlier?” Yuki's eyes sparkled. Both corners of her lips were drawn up, smiling sumringah.

“Keren? You fell proud?”

“Do not get me wrong, Freestyle loh fall. Anti mainstream as a frog koprol.”

A thin smile adorned Dion's face, between astonishment and amused at Yuki's figure. Can't Dion guess from which side Yuki boasts that strange falling style, there are no beauties at all.

Clearly depicted in Dion's memory, Yuki who ran after Mr. Danu actually stumbled until staggered and fell into an abandoned catfish pond. Luckily the pond was dry, overgrown with a little weed like thatch. Otherwise, maybe Yuki was already soaking wet and could not act faint that ended up sleeping soundly.

“Eh, Mr Danu where?” Turning with her head slightly raised, Yuki circulated a glance.

The bellowing was not over thought, Dion slightly chuckled. “You just remembered the same Mr Danu?”

“Ya times Mr. Danu remembered mulu, already have bini tuh,” exclaimed Yuki sewot while turning the eyeball lazy.

“Then remember me. Still by yourself, handsome, well-established, son-in-law dream.”

“Cih, but have not moved on,” Yuki said.

“Why do you want to see the pool? Though it is very pale,” said Dion casually divert the conversation. “Udah I tell you not to follow Mr. Danu, but you even ngeyel.”

“Lagian really already looks like the pool but not all of you visited. Then where do I know also if it will nyungsep,” cerocos Yuki while closing my eyes. A moment of silence struck, filled only with his own breath that Yuki and Dion could listen to.

“Mas .. pecel lele ya one,” said Yuki again. Of course still at home in his lying position and closed his eyes.

“Sop chicken. I ordered it. Later if I come I will take you home. Intentionally today I permit, all I want to help clean the house you want to occupy. I bought a folding mattress ... Danu sir told you that the house has nothing at all?"

“Ciyeee .. This is not a mode, right? hayolooh ..” Opening her eyes wide, Yuki raised her eyebrows together.

“If I said it's mode, how about?” dion replied with a serious expression. The intonation of his voice changed with emphasis.

“A-what ... What is it? Yes u-dah,” said Yuki stammered, suddenly he clumsily replied to Dion's words on his joke.

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Three days later from the day of Yuki's arrival that ends up visiting Puskesmas. Now the girl is struggling to catch a super-large catfish, swerving over the mud that gives off a foul smell. Completely immune to his sense of smell.

“Nak Yuki .. where does the mud go? Next to home?” shouted men are stout, but with belly fat printed real in a t-shirt is not tight and not loose.

“Okay, sir, just there. Thank you, sir,” said Yuki with a shout no less loud to be heard up to the other pool map.

Back Yuki ducked, stalking another medium-sized catfish. Desperate is not strong enough to lift a super large catfish mother to the ground on the edge of the pond. Want to put first in the bucket he did not have the little catfish would be wedged.

“Sore Mr. Doctor ..”

The greeting voice caught Yuki's attention. Sontak Yuki looked up, finding the sight of Dion crouching chatting with a resident whom Yuki asked for help. While the other two people continued to pound the ground in the dry pond, separating the bottom of the pool in the form of blackened mud that smelled foul because it stored toxic gases such as ammonia and hydrogen sulfide.

Like a mud-walled boy Yuki still had time to wave at Dion. Crisp laughter and the sound of splashed water rang out as Yuki's body fell down, clutching a powerful floundering catfish. Everything was still fine before he galloped, climbing the catfish pond and slipping until a bucket of catfish went back to swimming cheerfully in the muddy water.

Spontaneous laughter broke out. Next to his hand held a stomach that stiffened due to laughing too hard. Different from Yuki who snorted loudly. Lamenting the hazy catch hiding into the mud.

"Go there" chirped Dion who was immediately rewarded with a shot by Yuki.

Dion's short cry said, "can't. I don't bring a change of clothes."

"Either, reason ... basic coward!" cibir Yuki while trying to get out of the pond, ignored the water ripples that seemed to mock him. He rushed to the bathroom, cleaning himself from the mud that stuck to the body.

A few tens of minutes after finishing cleaning and of course dressing up, Yuki waltzed with a bottle of black coffee in a container of used glass syrup, purchased from a nearby stall that also sells fried foods. It is served on a knee-high table located on the terrace of a modest house.

"The water is less long" said Dion suddenly from behind Yuki. The man has since been confused to help the three residents to wash their hands and feet without entering the house that Yuki occupied.

"Go to the bathroom through the back door" Yuki said.

"You are careless. Even though they have wives, they are still men." Restoring his hair, Dion exhaled a rough breath.

"Neither nethink, there you are here ...."

The words spoken by Yuki spread fireworks on Dion's chest. It flutters with a warming feeling that begins to grow.

"When you smile? Oh yeah, what are you doing here, Mas?" yuki asked while raising her next to her eyebrows.

Briefly shaking in response, the next second Dion said, "the number you called yesterday on my phone, your ex-husband's?"

"Yes." Yeah." Nod Yuki without burden. "Why? Mas Keven's phone?"

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning that your phone had a pickpocket?" dion asked somewhat annoyed.

"Be willing to tell, want to minjam money too. My wallet was being helped. But it turns out I had money in my suitcase. In vain, I starve to mourn the abuse until I forget I still have money. Anyway later if Mas Keven contacts you again, just tell me packin. Don't come here, okay?" yuki Long said, ending with the second thumbs.

"I hope your ex-husband never comes here. But I think it's all impossible."

"He is stubborn. Let me tell you myself later."

"No, let me. Hand it all over to me" Dion said quickly, rejecting Yuki's proposal.

"You wait here for a minute." Dion passed from before Yuki. Walk quickly to the three fathers to be directed to the bathroom through the back door.

A while later Dion had already rushed towards the parked car not far away. In a short time he came back to Yuki while carrying a bag of black crackles.

"Take this." Dion's hand is stretched out, thrusting a bag of crackles that Yuki doesn't know what they contain.

"What?" Grabbing the pouch Dion gave him while asking, Yuki's eyes suddenly widened.

"Use it to call me. I've entered the SIM card, my number is the same number Ara."

"This is for me?" yuki asked in disbelief. His eyes were still wide open with his mouth gawking in shock.

"Who else do you want to do it for?"

"Not ask me for credit, is it?" ask Yuki to make sure.

"May you want. But pay it the way you agree we're trying to live this relationship together."

"Move on there first!" ketus Yuki's.

"You also have to move on."

"Yes-iya .. Anyway thank you very much. This is gonna be my big-talk. Don't want to be free stuff. Same one more, so I'll call Mas Keven using this number. The test is still new" Yuki said cheerfully as she shook the hand holding the box of Dion's new cell phone.

"You're not always sensitive, are you? Let me be clear, right now I'm trying to get you away from him."

"Why is that?" Yuki's frowning tilted head did not understand.

"So that I'm all there is for you" Dion replied as he rolled his eyes at Yuki.

"Ish, a very special pretentious," said Yuki sewot with blushing cheeks. The reflex turned his face.

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