We, Without Me

Make Kids, Tasty?

It's been two hours since Mama Maria was buried. Yuki has not yet moved from the side of the mound of land studded with flowers that are still wet. He's not crying. No crying or screaming hysterically.

“Honey, let's go home,” persuade Keven while embracing Yuki's lethargic shoulder. But the girl only spoke a thousand languages. His head shook faintly with the look of empty eyes.

For a moment a thin pull was imprinted on the two corners of the lips, adorning the face of my face that seemed to lose its light.

“Mama herself,” lyre Yuki hoarse accompanied by a small coil.

A split second later, Yuki's hand moved quickly catching the flower petals blown off by the wind. Arranging at the top of a mound of land while raking murmurs is not clear. As if whispering recounts the complaints of disassociation over the departure of the figure buried below.

Keven remained faithfully crouched down next to Yuki. Embrace with a soft grip. His right fingers perched on the shoulders almost touched Yuki's upper arm. Slowly the hand moved rubbing the weak back that ducking while saying, “it’s ok if you still want to here, but I cementin ya?”

Yuki heeded Keven's sentence. The tip of his index finger was too cool down the edge of the pink flower petals with a white base. Not even concerned with tingling feet because of too long squatting.

Do not be asked how crumbling the body that refuses food intake after a long journey to return to City B. Plus, you have to go through a funeral procession that drains all your energy and emotions.

Mama Maria is buried in one of City B's public cemeteries. Everything was at Yuki's request, not just to be closer to him. But Yuki wants Mama Maria to come home even though she is no longer with him.

“Now we both live. It's okay if you want to cry. There I am here.”

Keven's whisper made Yuki's tears spill. The girl's body shook violently. Her lips were bitten so as not to let out a heartbreaking cry.

The stifled shock Keven could feel thanks to the forehead that was now stuck on Yuki's head. The highlight of the fall was observing the skinny fingers squeezing the ground.

Not long after both of them were jolted by the rumbling of thunder and a streak of lightning in the overcast sky. Apparently the shine of sunlight had long enough disappeared, covered in black clouds that were moving slowly towards the north.

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Among the sad or happy, Yuki did not know where she was standing. His life continued to run as usual, but inside him as if there was a monster that continued to dig a large hole.

This is how real loss looks like. They can't just see each other. Separated by the fact that every visit to the cemetery only bodies are slowly consumed by natural processes, camouflaged under mounds that have been compacted.

“Halo Mama Yuki?”

The pensive girl looked at him immediately. A lethargic face full of despair instantly sparkled happily. For a moment Yuki groaned while forcing his legs that somehow since when the tingling stands suddenly.

“Kok didn't tell me to come? I don't have any ammunition. Oya, Elly can you come out? No danger, right? Oh my goodness, it's so funny to sleep. Wake up beautiful, wake up. Mama has never seen you cry,” cerocos Yuki with anxiety.

About the call of Mama, all have been on the decision with the two friendly women. Unexpectedly a light joke while still sitting on the lecture bench can be a reality.

"It's a sock from me huh, Ra?"

"Yes, funny right?"

"Snake, gemoy. Kirain will not fit. Little baby feet." Yuki nodded with his eyes unceasingly looking at Elly, the little daughter of the friend. A tiny baby who is lulled into a deep sleep. Calm not piqued in the least even though Yuki's rubbing the tips of her toes.

But suddenly, Yuki's eyes circulate, his forehead shrinking when the presence of someone who is looking for is not visible. "You came here by yourself?"

"Sir Yuki's eyes are broken? There I am" said the young man sitting on the floor steps.

"It's not you, Jon. Where's your sister's adjutant?"

"Mas Rava works. Unemployment is like Brother."

"It's again looking for extra pocket money."

"She's just running bad for pocket money, but the condition is told Mas Rava to come here, Ki. Mas Rava had a meeting, so it just kept going. That's why Jona is cool," explained Ara before Yuki could spray a question on Jona.

“About her brother-in-law crazy rich dipalakin,” sneer Yuki who replied indifferent attitude by Jona. Looks like the young man just cut down a glance and back cool to play the phone.

“Oya, there is coconut root from Mama. Mamas love that bag to Kak Yuki.”

“Coconut milk?” muttered Yuki while grabbing the red crackle bag from Jona's hand.

“Oh, cake. I thought coconut roots were real. Make what it is, right,” kekeh Yuki while taking out a pack of half a kilo filled with pastries named coconut roots. “There is onion cake, same sumpia did this forget its name? The cat mustache? Uh what the hell? What cat shit does a cork cake say it's like that cheese stick but it's sweet? I haven't snacked on this for a long time. I'll call Aunt Liz later, say thanks less.”

Meanwhile, not far from the two Keven smiled in relief. The presence of Ara and Elly the tiny baby really restores Yuki's cheerfulness.

At least for today Yuki wasn't moody all the time. Because it has been past a week the woman likes to contemplate alone. Even when invited to chat often suddenly silent in daydreams.

“Honey, go yuk? In the living room just chat.”

Climbing, Yuki glanced at the hand that touched her shoulder. Then looked up at Keven who was throwing a sentence inviting Ara and Jona to enter first. But it still ends Keven and Yuki who walk ahead.

“Please forget, By,” whispered Yuki while grinning. The girl looked much more carefree.

“You happy?” keven's reply was not lost.

“Iya. Elly funny. We used to see it's puffed up, right? Now it looks so plump cheeks.”

“Princess is a drop of Mas Rava, Brother. Strong nyusu,” said Jona who immediately got a blow Ara.

“Mamas!” reprimand Ara with low intonation and sharp bulging eyes.

“Bener too. The drip of Mr. Rava must have been strong nyusu, hahaha ..” Yuki's laughter broke. His hand even involuntarily moved as it struck Keven's arm. While Keven actually smiled widely and resigned if he had to be a samsak as long as Yuki was happy.

"So I want to have my own, but not yet processed. It's good?" chirped Yuki suddenly while smiling meaningfully. Successfully made Keven choke on his own saliva.

"What?" tanya Ara was like a whisper, barely making a sound.

Keven is already in action. He was nervous and suddenly misbehaved.

"Bikin' boy, good?"

"Mouth Kak Yuki is not environmentally friendly. Too de-la-pan be-las plus-plus. Please filtered yes content, there are minors,” protest Jona mediocre.

"Don't look at me, By. I forgot there was a leak" Yuki said without seeing Keven. It's like having other eyes behind your head.

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