We, Without Me

Be Responsible

Tak.

Tak.

Drapery.

Drapery.

The constant clashing sounds filled the hustle and bustle of the crowd in the middle of the harbor waiting room. Synchronized with the clattering of steps hunting each other from people who breathed a sigh of relief because they had reached their destination.

“It's my last day .. The fact is we have each busy.” Sighing violently, Yuki turned her face to the right side, looking at Keven who had just looked at her. Now the look in the eyes of the two are locked together, implying vibrations with the same wave.

“I'm sorry I gave you false hope to help you. I wasted a lot of your time. Though I want to help, but it feels like playing around on the anti-mainstream holiday agenda,” Yuki said while playing legs alternately stomping on the ceramic floor. The fingers above the thighs even moved randomly interspersed with squeezing each other. Of course not because of anxiety, but Yuki was tired of waiting for the arrival of the ship to its destination.

“For that to be responsible,” said Keven who only responded to the fine wrinkles on Yuki's forehead. The girl chose to silently digest Keven's words. Then a split second later Keven again said, “don't go again. You better work with me to keep your word.”

Frowning, Yuki then stopped a small stomp from his leg. He's shaking the body. Look at Keven in a more comfortable sitting position without twisting the neck hinge.

“Sama you? What work?” Yuki's twitching his chin. Crossing hands in front of the chest with a probing highlight.

“Drain all my time.”

Twisting his eyeballs lazily, spontaneous Yuki screeched profusely. Not to miss his lips pawing was not clearly cursing Keven. The man looks serious with his words, but for Yuki everything is just a joke.

“I'm serious. If I have to take all the money I have. But stay by my side. You're free to waste my time as you please.”

Plaque.

“I'm serious,” Keven added again pressing his firm voice without heeding the arm that Yuki hit.

“Not be weird! Do not add unnecessary expenses. Focus on building a business, paying loan dependents, saving again slowly. Because you're lucky enough, so Mama Agni and Papa Leigh should be your priority" Yuki said with fierce eyes and pursed lips.

“After I managed to stabilize, do you still not want to be my wife?”

A flat voice that sounded desperate chanted a series of questions. Instead of settling in, Keven instead diverted the look in his eyes from Yuki's pouting face. He looked straight at the departure and arrival doors of passengers who were fused without a bulkhead, even though there was an iron fence that led to two different passengers.

It still looks crowded there. Many passengers are waiting for their turn out. Expect to precede each other on ticket checks in order to mark seats on the sides or corners that are favored.

“Let's get married, again ..”

“Wow.” Just a word of amazement was all that Yuki could say.

Suddenly, Yuki clapped his hands like a fool while gawking. He shakes inexhaustibly. Even without explaining the look on Yuki's face already described how much surprise it was slapping his reality.

Keven really isn't like Yuki's ideal type of dream. He's just a cold guy with no romantic side that Yuki craves. But strangely the invitation managed to seize a second of Yuki's breath.

“Try saying once again,” pinta Yuki with a phone camera that somehow since when actively recording all the behavior of Keven.

Chuckling, Keven suddenly knelt down, grabbing Yuki's free hand. With pounding Keven admitted the timing is not right, not even in today's plans. Practically he also did not prepare something that could be said to be romantic.

“Come married.”

‘What?!’ yuki shouted in heart.

“No ma-”

“No-no, no!!”

“Mau.”

“Ngak!” yuki replied insistent. He staunchly rejected Keven's bizarre proposal. The hand that keeps holding it.

“Mau,” sahut Keven quiet. He tightens his grip, though not to the point of hurting Yuki. But his lips grinned mischievously as if intentionally toying with Yuki. Though do not be asked how wide the heart pump behind the chest field Keven at this time.

“NGGAK!!” reject Yuki out loud while putting the phone held onto the empty side of the long chair. It is still in recording mode. Its duration increases with time that keeps turning. Although it only contains a black appearance due to lens capture distance limited to the surface of the chair.

Besides, Yuki is busy pushing Keven's hand. Patting the irritated sturdy shoulders of men who ignored the vexation mixed with the shame of being a spectacle of people. Lucky only in the form of a curious glance, not cheers like a romantic application event in public that often appears on social media.

“Ngot-no?”

“You-tiger!!” yuki's reply was spontaneously upset. His nose was still blooming.

“Pinter. Thanks for receiving me again,” reply Keven while rubbing the top of Yuki's head. He stood up and patted repeatedly the pants that had come into contact with the floor.

“Coh how gini?! NO!! Anyway no! Hish ... You cheated!” yuki grunts with a snort. Pinched Keven's thigh without further ado to vent his frustration.

For a moment he stood up. Tracked waist facing Keven. Raising the chin with a deliberately drawn look. But Yuki's fierce expression suddenly turned grim.

“Aduh,” shriek Yuki suddenly. “Ugh, sshhh!”

“Why?” keven asked worriedly with a stiffened face.

In an instant Keven watched Yuki's down hand move pressing down on the lower abdomen. Constantly muttering complaints of pain that are spoken softly from the tiny lips. Plus the girl suddenly sat down unsettled and fidgety.

“Toilet ... wait here yes, keep the bag,” Yuki said as she cursed the liquid flowing from the bottom, but definitely not urine.

Running a little steps, Yuki suddenly turned around, he returned to where he had originally sat. Yuki hastily dismantled the contents of the bag brutally. “Lup, sanitary napkin.” Yuki grinned while hiding a soft square object behind her clothes. Again running in a hurry to the marker that says ‘toilet’.

While Keven who was left without explanation finally nodded in understanding. He seemed to be circulating his gaze, not sure what he was looking for.

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“Yuki, Mama's child ..”

Yuki's body was sculpting. Move the hands that wash each other to a halt. He then looked up. Stared straight at the reflection of the figure missed in the toilet mirror.

“Ma-ma?” Turning around, Yuki spread her hands with haru. “Kok Mama is here? Where are you going?”

“Where are you going" said Mama Maria as she poked Yuki's nose.

"You may forget Mama. If Keven does not tell you, Mama certainly did not have time to pursue Mama's child. Fortunately also Dimas can speed here,” added Mama Maria with an anxious pinch on Yuki's cheek.

'Mas Keven? The dimas? Since when did they become bestie?' inner Yuki was rather amused.

“You kurusan. My mom never ate again, right? It's hard work, hm?" Again only the voice of Mama Maria filled the silence of the woman's special toilet. While Yuki silently hugged the spoiled.

Soon after, Yuki rested her head on Mama Maria's shoulder. Humoring the scent of the woman whose embrace Yuki had longed for.

"Went home with Mama, would you? Mama promised we'd be happy like before, even if it was just the two of us. Whatever beautiful child Mama wants must be Mama love. But don't go any further yes, dear,” continued Mama Maria spoke while hugging tightly Yuki with a non-stop swab on the back that felt frail.