We, Without Me

Conspiracies

“Why do you work alone? I will deliberately pay people so that Mama is not tired. Does Mama not fit in with this Aunt? Need me to find someone else?” said Keven who stood in the doorway, protesting Mama Agni. Understandably, Keven certainly feels worried about his parents who sometimes often complain of back pain.

“No need. You paid his wages. Just today Mama told me to take a day off.”

Instantly the old woman who had piled a pillow on one side of the mattress turned her head. Just a quick glance, then back busy with his activities. A moment later Papa Leigh poked to sit half lying on the edge of the bed with a pillow.

“So Mama deliberately asked Yuki to come to clean?” said Keven with a little pressing his voice, but laden with a tone of dislike. A few seconds later he stepped into his parents' room and said, “Papa is also healed, why did Mama say still sick?”

“Indeed you can take Yuki home?” Turning around, Mama Agni squealed with lips chipping away at the sewot. For a moment in a slow breath, holding a voice that was almost rising. Then Mama Agni again said, “even if it can, it must be long. You helped Yuki. Don't let Yuki do everything by himself. Tell me that Papa's rheumatism is friday again, so Mama can't help you guys. Papa also ... beware if not recited!”

“Iya-iya, Ma ... there, Kev, massage! Let's quickly bring Papa's son-in-law home,” Papa Leigh added to the words of Mama Agni. Even subtly expelling with a flick of his hand so that Keven immediately accompanied Yuki.

The middle-aged couple had already completely fallen in love with Yuki. Plus both of them are difficult and can not have children anymore do crave the presence of a girl figure.

Relented with a resigned sleigh, Keven finally passed leaving Papa Leigh and Mama Agni who suddenly changed like cheerleaders. The two cheered Keven with determination. I hope that someday Yuki will be able to become part of their entire family. In fact, I really hope to be able to hold a grandchild soon before being separated because of the age that is not young anymore.

Clontang.

“Okay, I'm dead. Not broken?” Squatting back and forth the stainless rantang, Yuki carefully observed the rantang fringe that had just hit the floor. Accidentally nudged when trying to arrange the food utensils that have been dried into the dish rack.

“Aman-aman,” watered Yuki with a sigh of relief while tightly clutching the bushel in front of the chest.

“Why you?” chirp Keven as the pace approaches quickly.

Keven was crouching in front of Yuki. Staring at her arms and elbows to reach Yuki's toes. Make sure every inch of the girl's body part is scowling that no one gets hurt.

“Hehe, the challenge fell. But safe, no abrasions. Don't tell Mama, yeah! Watch out for ngadu!” yuki said whispering as she brandished her threatening index finger in harmony with fiercely glaring eyes.

“Iya.” Nod Keven while damaging the top of Yuki's head. Get up and help pack the old lunch plates that Yuki has cleaned.

“Aaan anyway?! Randomized my hair,” complained Yuki while putting the bushel carried side by side with the glasses and dishes that had just been washed.

“Tetap pretty.”

Waving her hair, Yuki straightened her body, ruffled her waist to face Keven. “Clearly. Yuki is that loh. It was beautiful before too. Want to fall into the got also will not melt my beauty,” said Yuki full of confidence.

“Iya-ya, you are so beautiful.” Let's say Keven. After all he also agreed to the statement Yuki made. Yuki is indeed beautiful, even though he was peeked through a straw hole.

“Newly know that I am beautiful plenary? Ck .. I think your eyes have problems. Just remember not to be tempted even a little, it turns out you need glasses.”

“Mistake again huh me?” asked Keven in a joking tone while chuckling. His hands remained busy arranging the plates and glasses until it was finished.

“No! Yes yes,” Yuki murmur as it passes towards the back door of the kitchen, leaving Keven in the already shiny kitchen spotless. Walk a few steps in a short hallway and enter a small room.

But immediately Yuki's body pecked. The girl's light steps came to a halt in the doorway. Slowly but surely Yuki gawked with his lower jaw as it slid down from its place.

“This is not a flea market, right?!” Spontaneously, Yuki's two hands clutched her hair, grabbing the strands that originally only poked a little until they expanded like a lion's hair.

‘Mama!!’ pekik Keven in his heart, froze behind Yuki. For a moment he sizzled softly as he sat, ‘why was clean clothes also thrown into the dirty laundry basket?!’

Turning around and looking straight at Keven, Yuki pointed to the back, precisely at the pile of clothes that had to be washed while stuttering, “M-mas, u-how many days have you not washed? Crazy a lot. Did you tell my old mom that she was doing this all by herself?!”

Plaque.

Plaque.

“Ouch! Udah, Ki .. ugh, geez,” whine Keven as if Yuki's punch was painful. In fact, it is only quite hot even though the former throbbed slightly numb.

“Durgan son!” hardik Yuki cynical. Her nostrils were blooming withstanding an outpouring of annoyance at Keven that Mama Agni said rarely came home.

“This is not what you think. Please, trust me!” keven said while blocking Yuki's wrist, stopping the punches and fists of the girl who was ready to rebel at any time.

While behind the connecting door between the kitchen and the hallway to the laundry room was Mama Agni who had been out since when had peeked. The old woman was all her might poking tightly at her lips, holding back a laugh while walking saggingly.

Now the last goal of Mama Agni is to prepare a front bench in the corner of the second floor window covered with curtains. He will monitor the sweet cooperation between the child and his former son-in-law from the gap of the curtain that is deliberately revealed thin.

“If you cook every day at home, surely every day go home, right?” yuki asked suddenly while squeezing the bolster sheath to be dried. Reduce water that seeps into the fabric fibers because it is not put in the dryer and washed manually alias without a washing machine.

“Iya,” Keven replied briefly as he looked at Yamat Yuki who seemed to be thinking seriously. The girl is seen drowning the pupils of the eyes to the upper left side, instantly turning squealing and nodding softly.

“But Mama said you rarely go home. So actually I tricked you or Mama?” yuki said slightly whispering as she shifted her footsteps closer to Keven. Leave a distance only as wide as the fingers between the arms that almost touch each other.

Keven's heart was pounding nervously. For a moment he held his breath with his body frozen, then a second later said honestly, “Mama .. I go home every day."

“Padahan I said do not have modusin people who do not use the mode. But it turns out there's still sky above."

Turning around, Yuki walked towards the laundry room with the door wide open facing the backyard. He lifted a black bucket of underwear waiting to be dried. Do not forget to bring a special circular hanger to dry underwear or other small fabrics.

“Udah just sit down, let me sunbathe," said Keven while taking the small bucket that Yuki lifted. His face suddenly red. Shame because the boxer is flexible, elastic and soft which dominates the contents of the bucket.

Really did not think if Mama Agni deliberately set aside a cover of her assets, even told Yuki to wash it.

“I aja. Don't be shy about it. I guess I never held your color. You better find a rope to make a new clothesline. The sheets don't know where else to dry," Yuki replied as she pressed her chin towards the other bucket containing the sheets.

“Hah .. Mama is weird too. Everything that is dry is wet again" Keven chirped a little annoyed.

“Again?” Perched, Yuki stared intently at Keven who was misbehaving. The raised bucket was even directly lowered.

“Don't tell me that Mama .. This is your idea, right?! Be honest!!" accuse Yuki of being fierce while stomping her furious feet. However, he could immediately catch the figure peering from the second floor.

Stuck while laughing blankly, Yuki reflex grabbed Keven's underwear and squeezed it rough. Teeth that clench tightly crack strongly. A moment later glimpsed by the gnash of Keven who shuddered in horror.

"Successful conspiracy," whispered Yuki full of emphasis on Keven.

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Thank you for waiting for Yuki😍