We, Without Me

Muscled Cow

Keven. Her sleepiness was piqued by Yuki who moved restlessly in an embrace. Then he slightly retreated. Holds the head with the right hand. The spotlight fell on the girl who was trying to close her eyes.

“Why?” keven asked softly, but success made Yuki surprised.

The vibrating eyelashes of the closed petals were extremely adorable. Although the instant immediately blinked, a doubtful glance at Keven. Wrong behavior.

“No,” replied Yuki with a small skirt. Then turn around and avenge Keven's embrace.

“By, I'll just hug you from behind,” pinta Yuki with a pleading expression.

“Why?”

“Pengen aja.”

“Do not want me to hug?”

“Mau. But I'm the one who hugs.”

"Solar?"

"Ish, no. Consider aja wood grasshopper cungkring this want to frown on a muscular cow. Anyway, back of the body I was the one who hugged, huh-yes?"

Sighing deeply, Keven nodded. Pretty heavy heart turned. A little unwilling to turn his back on his wife. But Keven could not do anything when Yuki had put on an expression of compassion beyond the priesthood of kittens.

While Yuki finally breathed a sigh of relief. Because something down there that stuck made him fail to focus and was hit by anxiety. Shadowed by the mischievous imagination of Keven's impromptu karaoke activity that bites common sense.

Unmitigated apparently Yuki's idle actions are reciprocated. Really instant. He was punished with bad karma for being an ungodly wife. Luckily Keven was unaware.

Practically not long after the position of the two changed, Yuki's breath was regularly blown. He managed to travel to dreamland.

‘Don't say .. crazy.’ Keven's almost closed eyes were glaring. His hand tried to loosen Yuki's entanglement. Shifting so that the position of the two stretched for a moment.

“Honey? Did you sleep?” ask Keven gently. His head tried to look back. But suddenly a rough sigh.

On top of the pillow-bound head, the twin bun wrapper Yuki was barked. It's worth the chewy taste that sticks to the back feels more real.

Damnit. Now the shadow of the chewy object that sticks can not be ignored Keven. His passion peaked almost past the limit.

While Yuki just continued to snort on the back. Not willing to lose warmth. Torturing Keven with pleasure that he could not attack. Though Keven has been as strong as possible to withstand the turmoil of instinct as a wild animal.

'Argh!! Shit!!' Instead of disappearing, the delusion is getting crazier.

Yuki is comfortable. But Keven can't sleep all night. It was cold alone. I want to burn calories in the bathroom.

As a result the next day the cloudy aura lingered on Keven's tangled face. The traces of staying up were clear. The muttering drowsiness of rebellion wants to be released through a mouth that evaporates widely. Yuki is really dangerous.

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"Kev, here first" cried Mama Agni from the kitchen.

Just now Keven's feet were treading the ground floor near the final steps of the stairs. Restoring her wet strawberry-scented hair. Of course because of using Yuki's shampoo.

"What, Ma?"

"Drink."

Frowning, Keven dodged. Pushing back a glass of the dreadful potion Mama Agni was thrusting. Shudder in horror with a variety of strange flavors that are immediately recorded on the tongue.

"Ma, I don't like herbal medicine."

"Anyway drink!”

“Mama aja.”

“Hus! It's good for men. Than loyo. Shame on Yuki."

“It ... geez, son, your sweat is flooded. Mama says wait for Aunty to clean up.”

“Nothing, Ma. Just a little roving. All sports. This is menggadem first before taking a shower,” Yuki replied while sniffing her armpits alternately. Quietly grimacing when faintly smelled a pungent wry aroma.

“Oya, lack of what, Ma? Mama's tired again?” tanya Yuki continued her curiosity.

"This Mom leave it to you.” Instead of answering, Mama Agni actually handed over half a glass of jamu concoction.

“Mas Keven doesn't like herbs, Ma.”

“Get to drink.”

“Ta-”

“Forced Keven. Let's get stronger make Mama grandson.”

Frowning full of question marks, Yuki then whispered to Keven, “minum dikit ya, By. You're not happy, I'll help you drink too. Haven't seen you in a long time.”

“Loh don't. It's for boys. Strong medicine,” exclaimed Mama Agni loudly. Apparently Yuki's whispering voice still caught Mama Agni's hearing.

For a moment the old couple but the newlyweds looked at each other. Both of them were confused. Then mama Agni managed to connect the breaking signal in Yuki's brain.

"Other than how many rounds?"

Yuki's laughter broke. Her fingers rose to widen Mama Agni's eyes. While Keven remained confused by the deepening wrinkles, digesting the discussion of what caused Yuki's laughter to break. But neither did Keven waste any time to escape from the deadly stinging concoction for him.

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“Not satisfied laughing?” keven asked quite loudly. Because the middle is on a motorbike that travels through strong winds and street crowds.

“Udah, but every remember instantly ngakak. Mama believes we've made a baby ten rounds. Though nyicil new thin. Deep kiss has never been. Even if I get sick more often, I am ready. Stay the main game just wait until my monthly finish.”

“Honey,” Keven's reprimand continues to make resigned, 'could be as magical as you, Yang.'

“Hehe, yes-yes, sorry-sorry. You can't talk outside. We will discuss it in the room. Bed business is no secret."

Right, Yuki raised ten of his fingers in response. The expression that was made to pretend to be embarrassed did not in the slightest arouse the suspicion of Mama Agni. Miraculously, Mama Agni clapped her hands proudly.

“Honey, want to buy extra flowers?” ask Keven while turning the motor on the cemetery complex area.

“No need, By. I've brought Mama's favorite flower,” reject Yuki while neutralizing the feeling of raging.

Yuki's chest cavity is back tight. He promised not to cry anymore. Trying to stop lamenting the departure of the Mama who had calmed in nature there. Learning to reduce the frequency of visits that initially always every day, certainly starts from today.

‘Ma, I'm coming again. Maybe this is the last time your daughter will come. Eits, Mama don't be sad. It could be tomorrow-tomorrow I came no longer a girl, hehe .. now I'm a real wife, Ma. Not a display or a room-wearing demon anymore. May the grandchildren of Mama launch quickly. Yes although Mas Keven is very great Ma, from the past until now consistently do not ask for rations.’

Yuki's shoulder was shaken by the amused ruckus being held back. There is no gurat of sadness, only a happy radiance full of sincerity that slowly spread.

‘Mama knows, every time I cry here, Mas Keven is crying too. No tears, but very sad. So sorry Ma, in the future I can not often come here. Sorry, Mama's son is not as strong as Mama thought. My fault is too late sad to make it difficult for the family Mas Keven,’ Yuki shootout in heart.

“Honey, come ... half an hour. We say goodbye to Mama first, right? We are waiting for the handyman. Must check renovation.”

Nodding, Yuki asked Keven for help to stand up. The two headed back to one of Keven's restaurants that was being renovated.

With the money that was originally intended for Mama Maria, Keven remodeled one of his restaurants into a semi-outdoor. However, he still sells in front of Om Yudith's auto parts store towards the end of the afternoon until midnight. That's how every day helped by Ringgo.

Keven also slowly get around with the writing when the yard will move so that loyal buyers still arrive. Honestly, Keven owes a lot of gratitude to Yuki's family. Because the figure of Ara's parents strongly refused every Keven and Yuki pay in the sense of rent.

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