We, Without Me

Third Man

Two pairs of eyes that stared at each other had collided with arguments through intense highlight. Unlike the silent and calm Yogi, Keven was growling furiously. The peaking emotions are not at all covered. He did not stop thinking on the recording played on Yogi's phone. Luckily the faint sound was still clearly caught in the hearing.

“Do I need to go up again the case?"

"Necessary. I'm tired.” Keven restored his hair with a slight squeeze. Slowly exhaling the exhaled breath that is thrown rough through the mouth. Trying to neutralize the stiff facial expression so as not to be obvious by Yuki.

“Ya, relax. We wait until next month the legal process of returning your assets is completed. I assure you all is safe,” Yogi said as he patted Keven on the shoulder. “Punishment time former assistant lo also already road.”

‘What is Rezvan their child?’ inner Keven suddenly. Unknowingly the fine wrinkles on the forehead are increasing. It also hardens the jaw with clenched hands.

“Plot twist case lo it's love or obsession,” chirps Yogi while yelling ignorant. Sontak got Keven's lightning shot.

“It looks like a real grudge ex-girlfriend Alia Sama lo. Although it has not been proven that he is the mastermind of all these problems, but from their checks and my search results, it has been fixed .. if you want the case to be completely resolved, my love is the power to raise lo case, you know, you know, you know, you know, if you want the case to be completely resolved,” added Yogi long width.

“No need,” reject Keven again.

Meanwhile in a different place Yuki momentarily pecked. He was shocked by the greeting of someone who was very familiar, but did not want to be seen again. Though Yuki had ignored from the beginning accidentally blowing a look.

“Can I sit here?”

“Sit aja, free,” replied Yuki lazily. He melengos ignoring the figure who apparently chose to stand in his place.

“What line?”

“Not open,” Yuki says fast, kinda sewot. The girl refocused on continuing the work Keven left behind. Opens folding tables and chairs right on the terrace of Om Yudith's closed shop.

“How are you, Ki?”

“Good,” Yuki replied, of course without seeing the interlocutor.

“I, not as good as you used to be.”

“Oh," replied Yuki briefly while turning the lazy eyeball. For Yuki, even though this man who broke his mood sank into the belly of the whale even if it was none of his business, he did not care.

'The one who suffered the most, ' Yuki continued in her heart with lips chopping away at the sewot.

“I heard you were married.” Again the male voice called out to Yuki's hearing. As if not aware enough if he was ignored, he again said, "mmm, can I ask for your number?"

"No!"

"Make a conversation or ...."

"There's no more chatter between us," Yuki cut into a ketus. "It is unethical to have an ex married. Don't expect anything."

“Aren't you divorced?”

Frowning, Yuki turned a glance with fierce squinting eyes. He chuckled profusely while turning the lazy eyeball. Yuki quickly turned to face the man who was also standing quite close to her.

“Sorry, have a reference," Yuki said while pointing at the left wrist that was lifted parallel to the face. It was very desirable for Yuki to kick the person before him in order to immediately disappear.

"Well that's my husband,” exclaimed Yuki sumringah as her hands pointed straight. Splashed twinkle on the radiant face that had tangled.

In an instant Yuki had already stepped lightly yet wide towards Keven. Finally he could breathe a sigh of relief when he found Keven emerging from the hallway between the workshop and Om Yudith's auto parts store. Of course not to be missed also followed by Yogi.

"It was a long time ago, By. He said to chat for a while," whispered Yuki whining to Keven. Spontan published a thin smile on Keven's lips.

It is also seen that Yuki deliberately embraces and pulls down Keven's arm so that the owner ducks. Suddenly the sight managed to slash the withered buds that had just spring back.

"Gue continued, Kev, Yuki .. Satria why bengong? Come on," said Yogi suddenly. He patted the shoulder of the young man who was staring bitterly with a wry smile right at Keven's arm that Yuki embraced.

"Yes, sir." Let's say Satri obeyed. There was a heavy sigh before looking back at Yuki saying goodbye, “first, Ki. I'll stop by sometime."

“Who?” keven asked, his voice low and unfriendly. Even the figure that became his question had not disappeared from sight.

"His name is Satria, but it is more suitable to be called Bang-Sat" Yuki replied suppressing his words while grumbling.

"By, wipe your head not to boil. A big mess," Yuki's pinta suddenly with throbbing lips while putting Keven's palm on the top of the head. Of course Keven just kept quiet, waiting for Yuki's explanation. Although he is not the type of person who is patient.

"If people have been blocked, they should be self-conscious, right? Udah know blocked, so long never contact, break up also enemies, but suddenly found a snob can not move on. Feeling unhappy even though before getting out of the car is also crybaby, an accomplished fraudster. I thought my eyes couldn't see cataracts!? Oya, she's my ex, By,” yuki grumbles at the end of a relaxed statement that successfully punched Keven heart.

“So she's better than me?” ask Keven flat. The flames of jealousy were already burning violently.

“Enak. No!" sahut Yuki with a firm slit. His hands were shaking in front of his face. Sontak makes Keven get hotter, even passing by. Stomping at rough footsteps. Achieve anything that can be done while covered in the emotions of jealousy.

Joining Keven, Yuki helped continue the work he could do. Neither of them spoke, suddenly both serious but with a distinctly different mood.

But unexpectedly Yuki and Keven simultaneously exhaled short, heavy breaths. Staring at each other with meaningful expressions.

“Seneng meet ex?” cibir Keven is paltry under the suspicious spotlight.

"Kok you said that anyway? He is the most planless, insensitive, courageous guy, just not really. As long as you know, I'm often third-person. Though my status is a girlfriend, but a few are always her best friend who is the most preferred girl. Continues if I protest say baper. I may believe they are nothing. Why aren't they dating, right?! I really know you have to remember those stupid bucini days ... hah!! Why am I double now? I think there's something similar that makes me angry, but I don't know what.” is

Yuki's nose kempis. His eyes were round. His teeth were grinding with his jaws hardened. For a moment he flicked the strands of hair that stuck to the nape, sultry for no apparent reason.

In contrast to Keven who suddenly felt insinuated. He was silent for a while before exhaling a rough breath. Suspecting reality is not much different from Yuki's long grievances.

Again Keven's chest was claustrophobic by the regrets that still lingered. The guilt was real in Keven's heart.

"By," Yuki scolded while poking Keven's waist. "still jealous? Getting angry? No need.”

Yuki's hand cupped Keven's cheek. Both of his thumbs gently pushed the corners of Keven's lips gently curled.

“Do not waste energy on unimportant things. You know who I love the most.” Grazing flirtatiously, Yuki instantly turned around. A few seconds later back say, “mending buruan lift the cooking ingredients, tuh has come. Just don't forget to wear the shirt I love."

Keven's legs are petrified. His steps were instantly heavy with a heart of unwilling refusal. "You sure I wear that? Is it not excessive?"

"You Shame? The clothes are good. My face is cute too. Screen printing's smooth. Adem's fabric. The size fits in your body. I also follow the style of the brand ambassador model. Wear it, hm?"

"But .. yes, I wear." Keven. He loses out on Yuki's adorable look.

The bright smile imprinted on the back of Keven's black shirt really caught the attention of many. Plus the cute pose with two-painted hair like a boy yesterday afternoon. Do not forget also the jolly nature of Yuki every deal with customers, maybe no one thinks if Yuki has entered the middle of 20 years.

‘Can-can he make me look like om-om bucin,’ Inner Keven grumbled. Yet it remained busy playing with the cauldron swaying over the smoldering furnace. In an instant two dishes were already completed simultaneously.

“Why, Dear?” keven asked the confused Yuki.

“By, where's the burnt sauce? It's depleted. There are duck pesen same catfish burn.”

“There's in the red box, darling,” sahut Keven fast. “It was stayin first. Let me just. Please deliver this order.”

Putting the container of a special sauce container with the brush, Yuki then arranged three dishes onto the tray. “Okay, sliding. End table right, By?”

“Iya,” Keven replied while pouring secret sauce from a five-liter bottle. Then mix it back with additional kitchen spices generally to strengthen the taste.

While Yuki had already sailed up to the destination table. “Excuse me.. Sausage fried noodles with half-cooked ceplok eggs, fried capcay plus rice. Enjoyably. If anyone wants to order again, directly call YU-KI aja yes ...”

Behind the rectangular grill, Keven shook his head in astonishment. Already from the beginning the two began a routine of selling and Yuki always said a sentence that was almost similar to hospitality wrapped in the same bright smile.

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Thank you for faithfully reading the story of Yuki😘 Because there is a certain busyness, sorry to make you wait this long for the update nya😊🙏