We, Without Me

Stop and Turn the bow

Tuk.

“Drink first, Ki.” Ara said, offering a glass of sweet iced tea that she just poured from a bottle of purple tupperware.

Glucose.. Glucose.. Glucose..

Grabbing directly the glass that Ara thrust, a rough gulp does not indicate Yuki is thirsty. He drank cold water was full of emotion, rush to reduce the heat in the crown that actually hurt something stored in the recesses of his heart.

“Open my head.” Complain Yuki while holding her suddenly throbbing head.

“You are in a hurry to drink it. Hot weather gini if drinking cold water should be slow, shocked your body.” Seloroh Ara in low intonation, sneering at Yuki's mischievous behavior.

“But more pain is here, Ra.” Yuki said as she held onto her chest, patting slowly until one of her fingertips touched the increasingly prominent collarbone.

“What problems are there now?” Ask Ara without further ado, it's better to ask directly about the things that become destitute.

“We seem to have each other, in fact it is just a public fooling. I am confused about what to do now, want to run to the house I used to live in also can not.” Yuki complains with the silent glare of the eyes that fell on a cat, wriggling merrily on the sand, wrestling with some of the flying dust fluttering.

Turning his head with his mouth full of bakwan, Dimas was still chewing while asking Yuki a question. “Kennawpah?”

Glutton..

Swallowing whole pieces of bakwan that have not been chewed perfectly, Dimas had swept clean the outer gums with the tongue. Absorbing the teeth one by one so that there are no pieces of cabbage or bean sprouts. “Why can't I go home? Stay on cuuusss motorbike also until your home.” Dimas said his question.

“I haven't told ya?” Staring at Dimas and Ara alternately who were frowning at each other in wonder, Yuki let out a rough sigh. “The house has not been bought by Papa. So far it is still a monthly rental and because I have married yes the house was pulled aja.”

“Why does Om Gibran not love the house to you? Your husband can replace pay than still live at home in-laws.” Dimas asked the kepo, his brows linked together implying astonishment.

“Yes nice to stay with in-laws again. So I can skip the war that makes the head break every day.” Yuki's grunt was upset, not imagined if he had to stay alone with the selfish stone-headed man.

“Heh Yukicot whose brains are sometimes weaker than snails! If you live together, often fighting or jotos is not sure to end up added runyam, can you guys compact romantically through the brutal path.” Cerocos Dimas while menoyor temple Yuki.

“You can simply collect the evidence and drop him if there is a KDRT.” Grinning, Dimas said again in a terrible low voice. Not knowing the clarity of Dimas' expectations on Yuki's improved household relationship or indeed intend to destroy the jerk who has dared to hurt Yuki.

“If I think Dimas has a point too, Ki. Unless you struggle enough but your heart is completely dead, you better stop and turn before getting hurt. Anyway we definitely support whatever your choice is.” Said Ara softly with a bit of worry, undoing her intention of devouring a piece of fried banana.

“Endingnya also I must be blissful, at this time he has already closed the door of his heart for me. From before the wedding also I continued to approach him until willing to be a waitress and even a mop at the restaurant.” Yuki's sigh while leaning over her face into the palm of her hand, cupping and scooping her face with tired heated eyes.

“If your man has really closed the door of the heart, you still have to be excited, Ki. One thing you must remember, the window is still open and the fentilation is still there.” Dimas babble sounds original, but believe me the look of his face is very serious without the element of jokes.

“Ngasal basis!!”

“Bullshit! (bullshit!)”

“I'm serious gang.. Even if I want to help you through the hole, I'm ready!” Dimas said again with a small twitch from his lips.

Highlighting within Yuki who looked fragile in his eyes, Dimas was sure there was another way that was sure to rattle the wall of selfishness until it collapsed. He was also a selfish man, but for the sake of Nita and Edo's youngest, he brushed aside his hatred and begged for his birth mother. Therefore Dimas hopes Yuki can also melt the selfish attitude of her husband.

Maybe their story is not the same, but after the hatred between a pair of humans is faded, maybe the love will be more visible. Instead of hurting each other under the pretext of hate and love for a person who is not worth having.

“Tanggalin lah Dimas. Come on, Ki, just go. I'm starting to brainstorm.” Moving away from her seat while grabbing the fried plate, Ara said to Yuki while putting her chin towards the open living room door.

“Don't forget to close the door Ra. Beware there are crazy people who add oreng.” Yuki chimed in, grabbing a tupperware bottle filled with sweet iced tea. The two passed by without poking Dimas, closing the door with a stifled laugh.

“Heh.. Heh.. Where are you guys going? Just enter just close the door, this is my home yes.” Shouted Dimas from the porch of the house, reluctant to go after the two. Dimas was very confident that Yuki and Ara would soon be ending that useless acting act.

Sure enough, not waiting for the count of 10 the sound of door knobs opened instantly rang out. Sit back and relax enjoying the fritters and sweet iced tea as if nothing happened.

“Bang Dimas's.” The voice of a newly pubescent girl shrieks with the accompanying leg stomps. Attract attention to all pairs of eyes that had been silent enjoy a simple snack full of pleasure.

“Why Nit?”

“Buy paper carton for schoolwork Nita, was about to buy forgot to ask for money brother. Tomorrow at his task collection.” Rengek Nita, Dimas' first 15-year-old sister.

“Kan in a stall near here there are selling cartons, buy your own on it.” Said Dimas pitched expel the little brother.

“Beda Bang's.. The paper is a bit lightning that is asked to buy, the material is harder not easy to melt like a carton of 2 thousand or 5 thousand it.” Nita said still with a whine.

“What price of carton do you want?” Asked Dimas who finally relented, stylishly took out a wallet from the back pocket of his pants.

“Kata Bu Imel 30 thousands.”

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Can guess which one is Yuki, Ara and definitely which Dimas.

Remember the words of Dimas.. The warrior spirit of the door of the heart is closed, because the window is still open and the fentilation is still there.😂