We, Without Me

Mixed

The little girl behind the blanket squirms. At a glance smell the scent of blankets and pillows that have long not been desired. Smiling sweetly in a dream, permeating the beauty of a fantasy world that is still not aware of its mortality. Even so, he was quite aware that several points in the body had warmed up due to the patch.

But the sweet smile suddenly faded, turning into a stiff flat face. The brain that does not stop working even though the owner of the body wanders in a dream immediately processes a series of prejudices that lead to sudden wide eyes.

‘Can-can be overslept. What time is it now? Wait ... This is Mas Keven's room?! Crazy, crazy!!’

Humped to a seat, Yuki brushed away the blanket covering her body. Lower your legs and stagger in a daze. His vision instantly blurred, twitched and ended in darkness. Miraculously even a glimmer of light was unable to penetrate Yuki's wide-open eyeballs.

The eyelid that blinked rapidly several times was tightly closed. Yuki stopped stepping while looking down and shook his head. The reflex of his left hand held onto his throbbing forehead. Suddenly nausea strikes. Gastric acid as if turbulent and broken hit the esophagus.

Slowly, Yuki scooped the air deep to supply the brain that seemed to freeze. It also needs a handle to support the weight of the body over the limb.

Grep.

“Sit first. Don't blow your head!” keven commands while holding Yuki's arms together.

A moment later Keven hugged Yuki's shoulder which lowered his head while kneeling at the temple. The girl was directed to sit on the edge of the bed. While Keven crouched down in front of Yuki while observing the change in expression that changed rapidly like a flash in the sky.

“Dizziness,” shriek Yuki while exhaling a rough breath.

“Baraj. You just woke up instantly run.”

“What time? I think it was really noon. Though yesterday I made the same agreement Dimas wants to meet at eight pm.”

Frowning in annoyance, Keven glared at Yuki's words. Deserve the girl woke up like a possessed person, in a hurry to run away even though the new consciousness was half collected. Keven's grip reflexes strengthen as the jaw firmly hardens.

“Jealous?” chirped Yuki suddenly while lowering his gaze on his hand that was firmly grasped by Keven. Trying to get knocked down while saying, “don't squeeze my hand! If I break I demand you!”

“Should ya meet him?” muttered Keven while standing up, he was a step away from Yuki.

Looking up, Yuki who faintly heard Keven's words chose not to answer. Just review the thin smile from the right corner of the lips that are attracted at a glance. Then he turned his eyes, dizzy looking for the existence of his bag.

At first glance Yuki's eyes were fixed on the existence of the dressing table that Keven had bought specifically for her. Looks like the furniture remains well maintained and does not shift a bit from the last time Yuki saw.

Keven's room is still the same, nothing has changed. Only the occupants who re-engaged on a big bed alone, do not share or turn back to each other again. Unfortunately Keven actually befriended sweet dreams to lead to loneliness in regret.

“I have to go home. Aunt Liz must have panicked because I didn't come home all night.” Standing up and walking past Keven, Yuki approached the bag lying on the dressing table. For a moment without realizing his hand outstretched rubbing the edge of the table and the shiny mirror frame without dust.

‘This feeling ... chaotic,’ inner Yuki with mixed feelings that are not as good as hodgepodge let alone mixed ice.

Instead, Keven just stood quietly observing Yuki. His sturdy figure, looking sturdy but fragile can be reflected clearly from the mirror that Yuki was looking at straight.

“Don't go home now. Mama must be sad if you don't come to dinner at home.”

“If you?” Turning around, Yuki stared right at Keven's pair of eyeballs. Of course it is reciprocated with a sharp highlight that stares no less seriously.

Nodding, Yuki circulated her gaze, then glanced at Keven at a glance. Then swung those slender footsteps out of Keven's room. Avoiding the awkward atmosphere that could have been created when he was silent.

While downstairs, Mama Agni looks happy. He observed a pair of human children descending the steps of the stairs alternately. For a moment the old woman made a plea in her heart so that the broken bond could be reconnected. Expect with confidence even though the future may not be as expected.

“Say you want to grab a phone, why did you wake up Yuki?”

“Yuki wake up alone, Ma,” Yuki replied to Mama Agni's question which is clearly aimed at Keven.

“Oya, Yuki said yes, Ma,” Yuki continued to say while gently embracing Mama Agni's arm. Leaned spoiled on the shoulders of a twilight woman who was already considered to be like her own parents.

“How do I go home? Though Mama wants to cook for dinner later,” said Mama Agni sad, not willing to let Yuki go.

‘What early-morning dinner? What time is it?’ inner Yuki with a fleeting grimace.

Yuki had not seen the time at the moment. Even the square clock hanging real on the wall had not been observed. But Yuki was quick enough to respond to Mama Agni's words by saying, “if not return to Ara's parents' house, surely Aunt Liz nyariin. It could be that Yuki's ears turned into eggshell martabak, pulled here and there until stretch.”

"Let Mama say so you can stay here too. I will sleep with my mom. Now phone first, Mama wants to talk.”

“Not that I've been here yet, Ma? I just woke up ... It's been two days, right? No permission was also the same Aunt Liz if sleeping here,” said Yuki with a confused expression while looking at Mama Agni and Keven alternately.

Naturally Yuki's question received an unexpected reaction. Even Keven turned his face away while covering his bitten twitching lips to hold back the laughter. From the beginning Keven knew that Yuki mistakenly thought he slept too long and woke up the next day.

Unlike Mama Agni who immediately cupped the tiny face of her ex-daughter-in-law. Pinched with squeezed cheeks that look more and more tapered, then squeezed both palms as if returning cheek fat that is attracted out. “Nginap from when? You've only slept an hour in the front seat. Just also Mama told Keven to move in to room.”

“Masa? Seriously, Ma ... Mas?”

Nodding, spontaneous Mama Agni tickled at Yuki's laughter. Even Papa Leigh who was peeping also nodded silently.

"You Mas ... deliberately from earlier do not tell!" yuki's nagging scowl was loud, her lips were pouting while snorting bitterly at Keven who shrugged indifferently.

Without Yuki realizing the sun is not tilted in the eastern horizon. The light is enthroned in the western horizon, preparing to show off the orange bias when leaving the day that has not changed. That afternoon the time still showed five o'clock less 15 minutes.

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