We, Without Me

Cheap Bags

“Ara, please, don't.” His words that were forced to scoop up Ara's body, clenched and lifted up forcibly. Rough jerking until Ara's jubilee was released from Alia's hair with a few strands of Alia's hair broken in between Ara's fingers.

“Mbak please don't make a fuss here.”

“Please help with divorce.”

"Dissolubility.."

"Well, is it okay?"

The voices continued to be uttered and repeated from several figures in uniform. Of course the security officer intervened. They spread out their hands to disperse the time that was slightly gathered out of curiosity about what happened.

Although Ara's body had been forcibly removed and kept away from Alia, but she still continued to rebel in someone's arms until a rude jolt freed her. He did not fall, but drowned in the chest of a field he recognized.

“Sway!” The cold-sounding growling sound was very familiar in Ara's ears.

“Mas Rava?” Ara said as she looked up at the man named Rava who drowned him in the chest deck of the field.

Subjecting his gaze, the look of those sharp eyes turned shady. “Darling you're okay? Any injuries?” Rava asked with a worried look, then his eyes widened when he found some reddened scratches on Ara's puffed cheeks. Briefly stroking with a twitch as if to help endure the pain, streaks of sweat seemed to adorn Rava's forehead.

“Sorry sir, can you come with us to the security post first with his Mba?” The question was spoken as if asking for the willingness of Rava and Ara, but clearly there is no tolerance if rejected.

“Let's finish, Mas accompany.” Grabbing Ara's fingers in her grasp, Rava stared at the cynical man who had held Ara, who else if not Yuki's husband who is currently busy helping Alia who is walking in limp.

“You're hurt.. Pain?” Rava said as he blew softly on Ara's injured cheek.

Frowning from the sudden pain, Ara ignored Rava's question. “Yuki?” Ara muttered as she found Yuki smilingly looking at her. But definitely not a happy smile. A moment later came Dimas with his bare, unprotected legs following Yuki.

“You didn't tell him to make me like this!!? Pecun-.”

“Alia, stop!!” The clash interrupted and stopped Alia's speech. Just as Yuki was about to greet Ara, Alia's voice immediately ambushed him.

“Junk!” Alia's murmuring was still heard by everyone. As if he is the most righteous and hurt, while Yuki is the sinner who is the mastermind of crime.

Yuki felt ashamed at the sight of everyone staring incensed at her. If only Alia had not gushed anger at Yuki, perhaps others would not have known if Yuki was one of the hidden cast in the commotion.

Ara and Dimas' plan fails miserably to prevent Yuki from meeting the curse couple with her own eyes. In fact Ara who was pulled into a security post forced Dimas and Yuki to intervene to free her. Although there was already Rava who was Ara's girlfriend status, but the commotion that Ara did finally reached Yuki's ears, who else if not Nita who reported.

Clearly at the security post there was a meeting of Yuki with the husband and a subtle creature who used to be his superior status when he was a waitress and mop when he wanted to launch a mode of peeking a thrilling figure in the restaurant.

Luckily there were no retaliatory attacks from the men Ara judged, otherwise she would be accused of committing acts of violence against women.

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“Your friend is a female demon huh?” Exasperated speech that Yuki did not respond, he was still cool to fold hands, throw views and silence lips.

“You why didn't tell me you wanted to go to the mall?”

Turning her eyeballs lazy, Yuki remained in her position and chose silence. To be honest he was reluctant to have to choose to go home with his husband, what else had just taken Alia to the right in the yard of his house. Regretfully, you know why you have to force Yuki to come home together.

“Hm.” Deheman who was accompanying the helping hand caught Yuki's attention, a white paper bag placed on Yuki's thigh.

“What is this?” Yuki asked who finally turned her head.

“Open.” The answer was flat, spurring the car engine again until the four wheels were moving away from Alia's house.

“I don't like.” Peering a little, Yuki smiled wryly. From the paper bag alone Yuki already felt familiar, it was the bag that Alia had been holding. It's appropriate Alia's face immediately changed dislike when she had to leave the item.

“You should love Kak Alia aja.” Yuki said flatly, feeling empty and believing that the bag was just a bribe that was not originally for Yuki to have.

“Ck! You should be grateful and thank me I thank this bag.”

“Sorry, but I don't like.” Yuki said once again in low intonation, sighing a weight full of weight that he could not let go.

“What do you not like? Because Alia chose it? Don't baper.. I asked him to choose because I don't know what tastes are right for you!”

Smiling obliquely, Yuki was quite happy if what her husband said was the truth. Can Yuki imagine how upset Alia has soared because of a gift that apparently was intended for Yuki.

“Lagian compared to your cheap bag, obviously better this bag! Don't you have any shame in using such a thing?”

Yuki's chest suddenly tightness, pain and pain. I don't know since when the word ‘murahan’ becomes a knife that is able to scratch it.

“Tas cheap?” Yuki muttered with a hollow smile.

It's true that his is cheap, but according to Yuki is not cheap. The bag that often he bought the most expensive only cost 200 thousand, it was also not up to 5 pieces, only 3, cream, black and green tosca. The rest is the result of hunting for discounts on online shopping platforms with the lure of freebies, for example the sling bag that Yuki currently wears is a gift for buying above the minimum purchase limit.

“Hahaha.. Suitable dong same me that you often dwarf cheap.” Yuki said casually in a laugh made very carefree.

“For that I'm sorry.”

“Easy yes sorry like that.” Syndir Yuki while throwing a paper bag containing a bag worth 900 thousand.

“You want what the hell?” Slamming the steering wheel pulled over on the side of the road, the atmosphere in the car was cold.

“Why do we stop?” Yuki asked annoyed while glaring dislikefully, yet not staring at her interlocutor.

“Look at me if you talk!!”

“That's fast continue again. I want to go home.” Grunting loudly, Yuki again folded his hands and threw his gaze out the window.

“We have to talk about the problem earlier. I don't like you even as if to allow me to cheat with Alia.”

Tying her back, Yuki turned her head, looking down at the figure that was still filling her heart. “The reality is that, why don't you like it?”

“Ah, I know, you're embarrassed right? Still got shy?” Imbuh Yuki while nodding his head, approving his own words.

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