We, Without Me

Selfish Heart

The sound of broken glass shocked Keven. In a hurry he ran towards the kitchen, finding Yuki crouching to pick up the broken pieces of the plate.

"Darling .. I did."

"I can, By," replied the weak Yuki. Refusing the help of Keven who had already blocked his hand.

"Enhanced?" asked Keven while sticking the back of the hand to Yuki's forehead. Quite sorry not to pay attention to Yuki who is actually quite different in recent days. Keven knows what caused it.

Yuki's cheer never disappeared, but the aura of the face that forced the smile was overwhelming. The circles of thickened black eye bags are aggravated with dry and pale lips.

"Have a rest, honey. The heat is getting higher."

"It's just dizziness, By. Just be usual."

"You're feverish. Now get up, go to the bedroom and sleep!" keven's orders were firm as he got up and moved behind Yuki. Intending to pick up the girl who repeatedly sighed heavily.

"Sshh, duh ...," Yuki sizzled suddenly. Apparently the girl's hand was still reaching for the scattered glass shards.

"Look ... wound again," said Keven. In a hurry, he took Yuki. As fast as lightning shot into the room. Sit Yuki on the edge of the bed.

A moment later deftly yet quite riled up Keven took the medicine box. Slowly and painstakingly clean the blood that continues to seep. Suddenly the corner of Keven's heart was pinched.

"Today you take a break.”

"Wouldn't. I'd rather come with you. If you are bored yourself. Anyway follow. Don't want to know!" yuki Yuki refused. Her lips are thick with swollen cheeks.

“Let's get sick.”

“The promise is just to sit still, but come along. Can you, hm?"

“Should I believe?”

Cute gnawing moves with flailing seduction fail. Keven still won't allow it. The man raised his eyebrows while smiling sideways. He obviously could not stand the temptation of sweetness in plain sight, but trying to be careless was not provoked.

“Good.” Spontaneous Yuki hitting the chest field Keven. His hands are being treated.

“Sayang ...,” reprimand Keven while glaring at a glance.

“Argh, you are not cool,” grumbled Yuki as he looked at the left fingers wrapped in wound plaster. There are sliced marks, there are also burns on the inside of the thumb due to nudging the grill furnace. While his right hand was left to control Keven, although occasionally had to grimace when the red medicine touched the scratches of longitudinal wounds whose luck was not deep enough.

For a moment Yuki stretched out her back. Close the eyes that feel hot and heavy. Slowly escape the warm air from the thin open lips. Between fighting and surrendering to the sleepiness that is struggling.

“Sleep,” clean Keven while rubbing baby temple Yuki. A while later the swab moved to the back of the girl who had been snoring since when it had been smooth. Though before it looked ogah-ogahan when told to rest.

‘Sorry,’ regrets Keven in heart. Does not feel the corner of the tail of his eyes water.

The sturdy man sat languidly on the floor, right next to the mattress that Yuki was sleeping on. Of course still continue to wipe the back of the girl who has wandered in the dreamland. But maybe not a pleasant dream. Proven from fine wrinkles on the forehead and a thin gust of aggravating breath.

"You must be tired of my apologies. But please forgive me again .. with other men, maybe you don't have to fight this hard. I'm even embarrassed to ask you to be patient more than this."

Keven's gentle swabs were paused by the pain-piercing sting of the pulse. For a moment he exhaled rough breath to escape the air clot that clogs the throat. Then slowly reached out, flicking the fallen and sucked strands of hair at the corner of Yuki's lips.

"Why do you always have to sacrifice more?" lirih Keven. "It turns out that both then and now, I was always late, huh? I failed to keep you from getting hurt again. But all I can do is apologize even if you hate him. Sorry... This heart is too selfish to let you go as Papa wishes. I'll never be able to leave you to another man."

Silently the right corner of Yuki's lips attracted a glance. Those tightly closed eyelashes swayed for a moment. The originally heavy breaths changed regularly with a seemingly peaceful slumbering facial expression. Naturally unaware by Keven who misty regret, guilt and fear of losing Yuki.

"Cheal quickly and please laugh when you want, not keep laughing so that I am calm" Keven said gently, confirming the position of Yuki's pillow.

While in front of the boarding gate, a young man seemed hesitant when he wanted to knock on the door that was actually wide open. Because clearly he who had not had time to say hello actually saw Keven carrying a panic Yuki. Even since then the waiting did not come out of the room that is believed to be the bedroom.

“Eh, Boss.” Flinched, that figure called Ringgo appeared to stand clumsy and hurriedly stomped on the remaining cigarette butt.

“Stores aren't crowded, right?”

“Common Kayak, Bos.”

“Oh .. today help here. Night we sell both.”

“Yuki's sick, Boss?” guess it.

“Hm,” dehem Keven. Without waiting for a long time directly gave instructions to Ringgo.

Keep in mind, the man who was washing his hands in addition to working at the booth also helped Keven and Yuki sell at night as additional work. Not because Keven employs outside the limits of working hours, but the desire of Ringgo itself which he said requires more income.

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"Where? More dizziness? Nausea? The tea is replaced? Or going home?" The question came from the man who had a worried expression. He crouched down right in front of the girl sitting on a carpet mat, hugging his knees while blowing warm air onto the surface of his palms.

"No need. Continue there, By. Do not let the buyer run away. I'm okay with that."

"You shivering gini still says it's okay?" Keven is restoring her hair in frustration. As hard as it is to force Yuki to rest at the boarding house or to his house, in fact Yuki still managed to tail. Although it ended up doing nothing because it was strictly forbidden to move anywhere without Keven's permission.

"If hugged for a while it seems to heal immediately," said Yuki while chuckling ignorantly. Suddenly, though, loud.

"But promise not to hug before marriage. How is kemel? Though I made the rules," continued Yuki said, suddenly grumbling while grunting.

For a moment Yuki held up Keven's thick jacket. Trying to ward off the cold that is still ambushing from various directions. It was like a long-sleeved shirt with a hoodie, a thin blanket and of course Keven's jacket was just a piece of fragile tissue. Even two layers of socks seemed unable to protect the exposure of air as cold as ice cubes at the ends of the fingers.

Suddenly, Yuki's small actions further make Keven distraught worry. The man who inevitably had to serve the customer repeatedly turned to Yuki who continued to give a fists, flirtatious flirtation, flirtatious, adorable shake of shoulders and head even though the waves of dizziness always hit at all times.

Unlike the two human children who try to throw each other loving attention, across the street, precisely in a car that is disguised by dim street lights that break off, serious talks are ongoing. The three men had been up for more than half an hour. Still quietly observing on the spot.

“You see? Our child is happy" said an old woman who is none other than Mama Maria.

"Udah is enough Yuki to be a victim of our selfishness. The boy never complained. Did he ever ask for anything other than a new bag? Naw. It's spoiled, it likes to whine phone time, but that's because we always don't have time for him," added Mama Maria quite at length. His eyes stared at the sad girl who was seen several times massaging the temple while Keven was busy behind the excitement of the delicious smelling smoke attraction.

“But Yuki can get better men,” Papa Gibran replied staunchly.

"Don't reflect on our story. They both learn and choose to survive, not like you who are looking for escape" said Mama Maria. Silencing Papa Gibran's rebellious rebuttals on the tip of the tongue.

"Sorry, if I interject ... Well, what Mother Mary said was true," said the Mother of the Inca hesitated as she stared awkwardly at Mama Maria and Papa Gibran alternately. "Dad remember never before the story of wanting a sister to get married quickly so that someone takes care? Remember, right? I wish there was someone who could comfort Brother when he was disappointed that his Papa secretly had another family."

"Enough, Bun! There are still better men. Yuki is young. She's smart, pretty, bis-"

“If the happiness is the same Keven, what can we do?! Can you make sure Yuki is happy with other men?! Can you make sure Yuki gets as good a father-in-law as Agni's sister, Mas Leigh? Answer Gibran!!" mama Maria snapped loudly, cutting off Papa Gibran's words. His emotions overflowed unstoppably. His eyes are blushing.

"Before they were married, we insisted without wanting to know what Yuki would be. Now listen to your son, Gibran! Remember as bright as his smile that we broke. Please work together for our children."

Just as Mama Maria's low growling sentence finished being uttered, the constant beats right on the glass beside Papa Gibran shocked everyone.

"Papa, Bun-da? MA-MA?!!" Yuki's eyes narrowed immediately when the car window glass was lowered perfectly. The trap didn't miss the familiar car across the street. But neither did Yuki expect to find Mama Maria sitting in the back seat with Mother Inca. While in the steering chair that is now empty, apparently occupied by the driver Papa Gibran.

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