We, Without Me

Durhaka's Wife

At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon Keven sat on his back, leaning on the head of the bed. His fingers surfed seriously on social media looking for the current trend that reviewed some food vloggers.

Occasionally Keven looked up, observing the bathroom door due to Yuki who did not come out. Then back glued to his phone with a long strand.

“Five more minutes,” muttered Keven while nodding small.

While the real Yuki has completed the ritual bath for a moment contemplating what he did in the past few days. Apparently Ara's arrival not only restores Yuki's cheer, but also the sanity of the status of the returned wife.

“It turns out that it has been more ..” said Yuki floating. Ten fingers of his hand were not enough to count the days that were missed after Mama Maria's funeral.

“Udah slept together but has not been attacked. Because of me .. I think it's because of me. Durhaka you, Ki. But wrong Mas Keven is also not sat-set sat-set goals. Hish, that's a really good guy. What don't-don't ..”

While biting the left corner of her lower lip, Yuki was aware of the situation between herself and Keven. It all seems to go back to the first marriage, just not sleeping on each other's backs. But still limited to the grip of the hand until a gentle swab on the back or head, not even hugging.

Walking gontai, Yuki then slammed his body into the mattress. The sudden powerful movement was a success making Keven aghast. He really did not hear the sound of the bathroom door being opened.

But Keven was even more surprised to find Yuki wearing only a towel. Show off plain shoulders and smooth thighs. Lying crosswise with his head almost touching Keven's calf.

Stifled, Keven's sudden thirst. Jakunnya up and down. Hand vibrates. Instantly losing power until the phone is held fell into the mattress.

“How are you not tempted by me? Am I lacking bohai so don't want you to buy?” yuki asked while looking up in a lying position. His eyelids that blink slowly and his eyeballs sparkle brightly are very challenging.

Doesn't Yuki know if Keven is cold? Even now the man could not distinguish himself was shivering or rage.

“One time pull this already can be wrapped loh .. wrong deh, unboxing means,” said Yuki getting bolder.

Slowly fingers Yuki as if dancing on the end of the winding towel tucked. His index finger did not miss moving pulled down the winding of the towel resembling the kemben to show off his cleavage.

‘Bentertime. How to dejavu?’ inner Yuki with a fine frown on the forehead.

“Learning naughty?” said Keven as he restored his hair and grinned widely. As fast as lightning threw himself on top of Yuki. Holding the shocked woman underneath.

“You ready?” ask Keven while lowering the body, folding the elbows to erode the distance. Without further ado kissed Yuki's innocent shoulder, skirting to a halt at the nape due to a long answer that was rather annoying.

“Testing. Just confused why you have not been tempted. This is not the first time we sleep together but nothing. Or actually you did not like Kak Alia, but Bang Saka. Really serem. It's a longan, not da-argh, By!?”

Eran Yuki echoed. Reflek pushed away the mouth of Keven who had just taken a rough sip of his neck.

“So much anyway!” ketus Yuki was upset.

“You are careless,” reply Keven.

“So move. I'm going to get dressed,” get rid of Yuki.

“Make what?” keven asked confused. Though staying a little more they can launch crazy attractions that are delayed for so long.

Clucking, Yuki let out a long breath. Then smile meaningfully, stroke Keven's firm jaw and then push his chin down. “Sorry to say, I'm just flirting. Red date again. Tuh ...”

Spontaneous Keven lowered his gaze. His mouth was in shock. Unmercifully Yuki brushed the towel up her hips. It even gushed out half the navel that was exposed for real. Exhibiting a triangular object with shadows that Keven had guessed were pads.

“You saw it don't really dong. I will be embarrassed,” exclaimed Yuki while trying to cover the bottom. Though Yuki himself showed off the beauty of the curves that would torture Keven all night.

“You again legal me?” keven asked as he gradually moved away from above Yuki. Ruffling her hair was frustrating. Drooping sadly on the missile that failed to launch.

“Upload DP before trial. Although for children do not need to try,” said Yuki relaxed. A second later passed while fixing the loosened towel winding. Pretending as if not seeing Keven's pouting expression.

“It turns out I'm really skinny, By. Still pretty, but a little bit sleek. Like a living skull. How can you not be afraid or scared? Why am I from yesterday unconscious?”

Instead of changing clothes, Yuki was stunned to see her reflection in the mirror. Several times danced without caring about the unfortunate fate of Keven.

“Baraj. You lose 15 kilos. Later we set your diet, nutrition, weight must be ideal again,” explained Keven as relaxed as possible while holding the turmoil throughout the body, especially in the area that has been standby one. Stand strong and do not know when it can fall.

One other important thing, the shadow of smooth thighs and something hidden that he had just seen successfully invaded Keven's brain.

“Help me gain weight again huh, By? Delicious masakin.”

“Sure promise you eat?" keven is full of emphasis.

"Yes. Fear this one's deflated too."

'****!!' as if Keven in heart. Spontaneously turned his face away as Yuki's hands casually cupped the chewy chest that was only wrapped in a towel.

Had enough. Keven couldn't hold out much longer. He rushed to the bathroom without saying much.

“Wah direct karaoke himself,” muttered Yuki while giggling amusedly. But the two corners of the lips that were interested in rising suddenly curved down.

"Yes, this is true. It's Yuki. The living must live. My mom is definitely happy there. My mom there would want me to be happy. Go, Yuki! The spirit!!" seloroh Yuki on her own reflection. From his fist it seemed to be blazing with determined fire.

A moment later the woman rushed to change clothes. Without any makeup and just tucking her hair carelessly Yuki darted down. His slender legs roam the whole house. Stop observing the empty dining table there is no menu for dinner.

"Try my mom's phone first. Long time not going home," said Yuki as he stepped into the living room, about to go to the stairs to return to the room to pick up the phone.

Because the in-laws this afternoon had an invitation to the neighbor's house, but until almost dark the two had not returned home.

However, just as Yuki's feet stepped on the most basic steps, Mama Agni's voice rang out from the direction of the living room. Of course, with the voice of Papa Leigh.

"Where did the invitation drop by? A lot of innate," chirped Yuki curiously.

Papa Leigh was carrying two medium-sized dus. While both Mama Agni's hands were full hanging crochet bags. Suddenly Yuki hurried to install one by one the bags so he could bring them.

"Who? Packed food too, Ma? No need to cook for tonight," said Yuki while peeking at the contents of some bags he brought.

"Hangatin again. Apparently just a cooking demo invitation. People sell pans," said Mama Agni.

"So eat there too, Ma?"

"Yes, masakin pasta, sponge the same food you brought. But Keven's delicious, huh, Pa? You didn't come by Mama."

"Why did you buy this?" sahut Papa Leigh while staring at two dus pictured a set of teflon pans desperately.

"Everything take. Mama's own time is not taken, it's not good, Pa," replied Mama Agni. "That's okay, credit too."

"As for Mama." Defeating, Papa Leigh simply shook his head resignedly. At least as long as accompanying the wife can coffee with other fathers.

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