We, Without Me

Bunting

The porch light spray clearly highlights the dew on the leaves and grasses that look thickened. Faintly looked like fog as if besieging the two-story house.

Gradually a gust of cold air crept through the wall, tucking in from between the door slits, piercing to the bone. Practically two parents who sleep on their backs choose to roll tightly under the blanket, sleeping more soundly.

But different from young couples who are still cool chatting. On the second floor, Keven and Yuki occasionally lowered their voices, whispering with the silence of the world when the topic was too intimate.

"Still sick?"

"A little bit, but delicious, hehe …."

Spontaneous Keven sprinkled an anxious kiss on Yuki's cheek. Not quite once, but repeatedly until the woman whines spoiled.

“Ih, already ... sticky, By."

"Such a machine for his laugh.”

“His laughter is sparkling or do you want it again?” yuki asked while poking Keven's chin. Immediately then played both of his eyebrows up and down in unison. Then lay facing Keven while trying to wrap his hands around his neck. Sweep the nape and stop giving a friendly push on the back of Keven's head.

"Again yuk, By."

Frowning his forehead, Keven naturally did not want to refuse. But that does not mean to immediately agree. The woman dressed in her arms suddenly looked timid while playing with her hair.

“Yesterday was already a holiday because of oversleeping, now continue just aja. Her pregnancy program is hanging. Stopping impromptu is unclear. So make his son trabas aja.”

“Child?” muttered Keven with a knotty smile.

“Iya, you, me ..” said Yuki paused. His finger pointed at Keven and himself alternately. Continue to shine while moving the fingers full of the original code warning 25 plus-plus.

“Bunting,” Ogre Yuki ended small ruckus. Landing a misbehavior punch right on Keven's shoulder.

“Not tired?” asked Keven with a rumbling chest. Nervous and tickled into one. Plus the new enjoyment still remains clear. Of course if you have to repeat Keven is very, very capable.

“I'm strong. You don't want to?” yuki replied while upholding half her body. Spontaneous blanket limited to the chest was sagging. As if shamelessly showing something that is not protected at all. Plain and challenging.

‘Ah, naughty rabbit.’ Seringai Keven thin. Gently squeezing the thigh that perches at will over the stomach. Move stimulate and nudge Keven's property that is certainly ready for combat.

“Padahan the piton has become a cobra. Matuk Mulu does not want responsibility,” said Yuki along with Keven's heavyweights. In harmony with the slender fingers rubbing the chest, down sweeping Keven's plain stomach formed an abstract carving.

“Yes if you don't want to. I'm going to sleep.” Turning around and pulling the blanket over her neck, Yuki closed her eyes.

The tightly clenched lips tried not to smile or even grimace. Though it is waiting for further attacks. No matter the pain, pain, gout whack all over the body. Yuki wants it again.

Sontak Keven clucked furiously. Spring pressed his front body against Yuki's back. Pull the blanket between the two. Impregnate the sweep between the equally exposed skin.

“Do not regret because today you are mine. Forever mine,” whispered Keven sincerely very seriously.

Without further ado Keven held Yuki from behind. Her palms cupped Yuki's cheeks until the woman's face looked up. Gobbling lips that grinned satisfied with greedy.

In an instant the room warmed up again. Not because of the fire, not because of the sting. But the small truce scream that had been muted was jarring. It had almost defeated the rumbling rumble of the black sky in the still pitch-black morning.

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“Today not to the market, Kev?” papa Gibran asked as he stared straight at the television show filled with advertisements.

“There's a courier, Pa. Now I've got enough merchant contact. There are old suppliers too. It's much better.”

“Sgratitude ... Renovation is complete?”

“Not yet, any minute.”

Papa Leigh nodded. “Later if you want to go to Mr. Yudith's house, Papa's coming. Papa wants to meet.”

“Say Mama too. Later Mama is ready. Minimal food that people like home,” interrupted Mama Agni who walked from the kitchen, complete with a cup of tea and coffee milk and a plate of fried bananas. “We're lucky. Not just anyone can be helped by someone as good as the family of Mr. Yudith.”

“Iya, Kev. You said her son was Yuki's best friend, right? I think Papa is more grateful. Your choice was never wrong."

"Dong, Pa. From the first time I saw Mama, Yuki was funny. Not really thinking can be a son-in-law. Mama thought she was a minor. His son is polite too. Though the first time I met, but Mama kept talking. Although their initial ways were not good."

"Actually Papa is also hesitant, Ma. Fear of the one unstable the one selfish. Our son wants a head of three. Also called pantes. But it turns out Yuki doesn't just love you, Kev. We also went to his own parents. Honestly Papa with Mama added seneng. Tau itself right Mama really want to have a daughter girl.”

“Loh, keep Yuki to where? Just realized Mama had not seen a ghost. Your wife's not weird anymore, is she, Kev? Yesterday afternoon Mama cariin did not exist, apparently hoeing up to the neighboring gutter. Mama almost made the hangers. Why try playing hoe? The clogged gutter should be you who cleans. If Papa is old," said Mama Agni.

“Ngak, Mom. Yuki in the room,” Keven replied casually.

Obviously Keven had heard the whole story of Yuki last night. Even had a chance to argue about the dislike of the new rules Keven. But the light bickering ended in a rumble of pleasure.

“You're based, Kev. Let Mama call for breakfast. You're even diem yummy.”

“Ma, no need," prevent Keven. She left the room without making sure Yuki had actually gone to the bathroom or curled up under the covers. Certainly without a thread of clothing.

"Papa look at you every day shampooing,” papa Leigh's chirps distract. Spontaneously stopped the passionate Mama Agni from calling Yuki.

“Khem, yes, Pa. Hot," said Keven awkwardly.

"So, Yuki's still sleeping?" ask Mama Agni suddenly. His eyes were full of meaning. Not angry because the son-in-law actually woke up bad luck.

Nodding, Keven then gave a short, "grandfather, Ma. Hoe.”

The knot smile at the corner of Keven's lips explained everything in Mama Agni's eyes. That little lie is forgiven.

"This must be the effect of herbal medicine made by Mama. Mama's gonna make it again."

"Ma, I don't like it" Keven protested. Recall the pungent aroma of a thick solution of various spice mixtures that had to be downed a few days ago. Although half of it was spent by Yuki.

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