We, Without Me

Nyicil Icip

“Udah beautiful, dear,” said Keven while peeping the top of Yuki's head. Gently brush shoulders covered with abstract colorful patterned t-shirts.

Staring straight at the mirror, Yuki remained cool leveling the cream on the face while saying, “tau kok. Born is also beautiful. You're the one with cataracts."

'Wrong again?' inner Keven with one eyebrow swooping up.

“By, you didn't like me because of what?” yuki asked suddenly as the clothes on her face stopped. The sharp highlight looks at Keven Instens through the reflection of a mirror.

Although not seen directly, but it is enough to make Keven danger radar automatically active. Wrong answer just a little, could-can the dresser floated.

“By, answer!” whgek Yuki's demanding. He sat down and pulled on the edge of Keven's shirt.

"Honest?"

"So. Just keep lying," said Yuki ketus.

"Okay. You are quiet, shy, weak glue-”

"Stop, stop!! Why lie really? Really ngeselin. Honestly, By,” interrupted Yuki sewot, annoyed and definitely dissatisfied.

"Promise not?"

"depends."

Keven's trapped. It is certain that he is not safe if he has to describe honesty. Yet the false answer has greatly explained the opposite meaning.

“So you don't like me?”

“Like, Babe.”

“But lie. I'm still a nag. You don't like me being chatty, do you?”

Sighing a long breath, Keven then sat down, 'nah right, not yet answered.’

It seems Keven will often hear similar questions. And worse must be ready to face Yuki who sulks when her mood deteriorates.

“That's why you're on them again. Go on, brush your teeth! I'm going to sleep,” yuki's murmuring while stomping her feet towards the bed.

"Sa-s"

"Udah there. Don't be a darling first. My level is seven out of ten. If you deketin be ten-tenths. Wrong, that's ten out of ten. Ten-tenths is one."

Defeating, Keven shook his head resignedly with an amused smile. He rushed to the bathroom. Better clean yourself up immediately. Then persuaded through a friendly embrace to relieve Yuki's emotions that almost overflowed.

Practically without waiting long Keven has changed clothes with quarter pole color pants and black singlet shirts.

Slowly but surely crawled up to the bed. Poking the cheeks and gently tapping the chin of the woman who wore a pouting expression.

"It turns out that the angel manyun remains beautiful" said Keven deliberately teasing. But honestly, his wife was very charming.

"Udah pinter dreadful," Yuki replied with a mocking smile. His eyes glared in puff. Next to his cheek rests on the back of his hand in a lying position on his side.

"Since when did you become a gumbal?"

"Here, woo."

"Darling ...."

"Hm."

Keven is closing in. Cuddling an adorable little face. Again his heart was pounding violently at the woman who was looking at him fixedly. Those sunken eyes and thick eye bags did not detract from Yuki's allure at all.

"Can I hug you tonight?"

"More can too" said Yuki flatly. But managed to make Keven cheer cheer cheer in the heart.

"His nyicil is a bit tight," Yuki protested while drowning her face in Keven's chest. Continues grumbling in the heart. 'I am ready when. Should I also jump? Eh bego, right again monthly. Really, keburu kepengen even make bego. Shamefaced. But the nyicil-chip added a little more is not a problem. What is code?'

“Author convenient?” Keven loosened his arms, bowing his head to observe Yuki who had been moving unsettled. Though the woman was cursed herself who hurriedly wanted to be pounced on.

“Hehe, not by." Grinning, Yuki looked up with his chin resting on Keven's chest. Blinking eyes that sparkle fascinated when observing the jaw firmly, healthy skin, nose sharp, eyebrows thick and of course kissable lips that none other than her husband, Keven.

"Cock can ya now we hug gini? Amused not really if you remember the middle of this first, I will continue to roll you must be sleeping on the sidelines. I am allergic. Fear rabies.”

“The situation is different, dear. We used to keep our distance."

"You are the one who keeps your distance. I-i didn't. Even sometimes deliberately wear a good one so that you fret. But failed. You are not tempted. Until I think you should not stray."

"I'm normal, honey. If you ask me if I wasn't tempted, I'm tempted. As much as possible, keep your distance. Moreover, having to face you who are super active and aggressive, must be extra vigilant.”

“Times yes? But I guess not. You used to see me every time you met me. There are no signs of being tempted by a beautiful girl waiting for a mattress. Want me to turn over even once, you look at that."

"Because I'm trying desperately to assume you don't exist. Trying to keep and not ruin you."

"Successfully take care of me. It is proven that widows are virgins. But the same, later play the same dispenser you. Marriage is the same for you, not anyone else. It was pretty funny but attention. Sook do not care but do not want to be left behind,” always Yuki sneered. Spontaneous brings a small laugh from Keven's lips.

“Oya, By. This was a long time ago I wanted to ask. Box inside the shelf above the kitchen sink ... bottle from me? If not yes. But it's similar. Only if I remember is impossible. All the coffee bottles from me you give to people. There is nothing you drink. If I remember again there is no bottle you ever gave to Bang Ringgo. It means similar, right? Then why did you buy that many bottles, By?” cerocos Yuki is fast, without pause. Even Keven doubted his wife had time to breathe during the long sentence.

“Not. That's a bottle from you.”

“Kok can? Don't you love people? Time out of coffee to drink you ask for the bottle. It is impossible for a Mr. Keven so," said Yuki from guessing. He chuckled at the absurd guess that came to mind.

“Not wrong, but also not entirely true.”

“Ish, just tell me what's really tickling.”

“I did ask for those bottles. But after you left me.”

"meaning? After we got divorced? And the bottle you gave Bang Ringgo isn't there? I memorized all the colors of the bottles I was wearing."

“Lost.”

“The missing Ringgo?”

Let's say Keven. Her fingers fluttered the fallen strands of hair covering part of Yuki's face.

“Tau that I used to receive a bottle Bang Ringgo balikin. Oya, By, would you like me to tell you something?”

“You want a story?”

“Iya. But you want to know?”

“Iya, mau.”

"You really want to know, right? I'm not responsible if you're sprained."

Just try if the position is reversed and Keven does not go to the point, must have gotten a burst of protest from Yuki. Unfortunately, at this time Keven had to resign even though he began to be struck by high-level curiosity.

That night the two actually spent time sharing stories, reviewing stories that are remembered in each other's hearts. Occasionally interrupted by laughter. Equipped with a touch of anxiety, a great friendly kiss without tucked burning hot desire in addition to deep affection.

"Good sleep, my dear. May your smile shine even more tomorrow" whispered Keven accompanied by an old kiss at Yuki's temple. Suddenly a thin smile was imprinted on Yuki's closed lips and lying on her side against Keven's.

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Sorry about the old update 🙏 Some of the friends must have known also from last month I have not been active in sosmed long ago.

So, thank you very much for waiting for the continuation of the story of Yuki🥰