We, Without Me

Two Red Lines

“Dark?” muttered Keven as the motor was deflected into the courtyard of the house. Once again he looked up, peeking with a fine frown embedded in his forehead.

Right, on the second floor, right in the room that is usually bright now looks pitch black. Even the usual curtain was revealed by a quarter, revealing Yuki who peeked over a small jump with a wave of excitement welcoming him it was also tightly closed.

‘Sleep?’ mumbling Keven in the heart.

At first Keven was relaxed, but suddenly changed wondering where and how Yuki's condition during this day's stay. If remembered again, today there is no video call that is almost often abandoned but still faithfully accompany the busy Keven.

Rush Keven lock the handlebar motor. Turn around closing the fence. Hurry into the house where some of the lights have been turned off.

“Do not turn on the lights?” spelling Keven with deep twitching. Plastered F4 paper attached to the door with a note containing a command that Keven did not understand what the purpose was.

But Keven does not want to be too dizzy. He immediately opened the door knob. Enter with a feeling of anxiety.

However, the dark room gripping that Keven imagined apparently shimmered dimly tumblr lights. Forming a street bounded warm white luster. Compiled with many papers containing orders and ends with Yuki standing wearing her wedding kebaya. The woman seemed to tense for a moment.

“Sayang ... You?”

“Sstt! Read!” yuki exclaimed while glaring.

“Udah, Darling. Don't ask a lot, take a towel, a shirt, a bath, don't take long, keep what?”

“Yes are hunted, here!” Yuki re-ruled. This time, however, his smile grew even more.

Keven was confused. Even though he kept walking closer. Jump over F4 papers stuck to the floor thanks to reciprocal glue. He also received towels and clothes that Yuki offered.

“Sayang ..”

Keven's sentence was cut off by Yuki's sharp look. The woman glared as she pointed at the first paper that was on the floor. Continue to slide your chin towards the bathroom.

Sighing his breath, Keven relented. “Okay. I'm silent. Wait for me.”

But not Keven if immediately passed away. She leaves a wet trail on Yuki's lips. A kiss that managed to make Yuki blush. Curve both corners of the lips in a knotty smile. The perpetrator hastily stripped her clothes.

“Hish!! Close the door, By! My eyes were stained,” yuki's exasperated cry ended up pouting and snorting violently.

“Old, Dear.”

“Basic pervert!”

Brak!

It was definitely not Keven, but Yuki who had slammed shut the door. Then hurriedly pulled one end of the five-meter-long tumblr light circuit, pointing at the prepared black box.

Just moments after Yuki sat himself in bed, Keven poked out from behind the bathroom. Letting water droplets from wet hair hit his sleeping pajamas.

“Surprise,” says Yuki loudly. Keven was surprised from the beginning.

‘Dead me. What day is it?’ keven Inner riled. Because none of the hundreds of lists of important moments fall right on the date of the day.

“Why is it? Shocked?” ask Yuki sumringah. Stand up and shine happily.

“I-iy ...”

“Or don't you don't like it, huh? Your eyebrows are shrinking, Mas,” by Yuki. The happy sparkles imprinted on the face in an instant turned into melancholy.

“A-I'm really surprised, honey. You ready this for me?”

‘Aduh sewot, danger,’ Inner Keven.

“Darling if you've pouted gini gesin terribly. Don't be a gini dong. We're on holiday again," said Keven half persuaded and clear.

"Oh my goodness, what's more beautiful is really craving? As long as you know, there are you in every day I am a surprise. You are the prize. I'm in real luck. Is it natural that I'm more fascinated to see my wife?" keven continued while bringing together the noses of both. Gently swiping while stealing the kiss on that cute lip.

“Yakin?” Grinning, Yuki clucked mockingly. “Do not regret after you see the contents of that box.”

“Could not.”

“Kayak yes. You're not cool. Romantic from the beginning. I should have hidden it first. But because of overslept so forget the scenario. You did not give me news. This is also why hugging?! Buruan open kadonya.”

“Yes, sorry, I was wrong.”

“Emang,” ketus Yuki.

Now Keven kneeled to open the lid of the box. Suddenly all four sides fell. Yuki's favorite snacks. But only one side contains the letter ‘P’ printed thick red.

Once again Keven was only able to frown. He opened another box cover that turned out to be layered. Instantly his eyes were wide open on a banana safety glove patch that had been purchased but had never been used.

"That's yours" Yuki said. Even without being told, Keven already understood it was his. In a hurry he opened another box in it while listening to Yuki's babble.

“I picked up at the base of your pile of clothes. Why not buy say? Not your old collection, right? Ah, yes, lupain. Anyway now it's too late to wear it or not,” continued Yuki with a voice that gets smaller. It was heard by Keven. But all of that was sidetracked by the fourth box opened.

“Papa?” lirih Keven with a pounding heart. Spelling a row of letters that string a word ‘PAP’. Even his eyes grew more patterned on the last box containing a rectangular object with two red lines.

Keven's hand shook. Eyes glazed. “Honey, please, what is this? You pregnant? I'm Papa?”

Spontaneous Keven got up, scattering a hug at the rapidly nodding Yuki. Countless how many strands of affection and gratitude Keven blurted out.

“Honey .. is he here? Not prank?” keven asked still not expecting. Repeatedly staring at her flat stomach and Yuki's face alternated.

A moment Keven ducked, bent his knees and ventured to give a gentle swab. “Child Pa-pa here?” keven asked softly with a voice trembling. But stiff and awkward, that's what Yuki can see and feel from Keven's sturdy palms.

“Hai ... healthy yes in Mom's stomach. Thank you for coming to Mom and Dad. We love you,” whispered Keven as if communicating with his future son.

Haru's tremors are growing. Keven seemed to soar despite having goosebumps calling himself a 'Papa'.

“Mas Keven why use a cry event anyway?! I want to cry too. Fail again I hold tears let's not spill. It's gonna be ugly. Though from yesterday it was so much.”

“Burn?”

“Iya, yesterday. When I scream yes it is not because it can make foam balloons, but know if you succeed in getting pregnant. Tokcer also yes, hehe ...”

"So all day you deliberately want to be at home, rarely call me, call hard ... make this?"

"It was that. But the print business helped Nita. The Dimas just bought a printer. My laptop is the same as Nita, By. The hook that was affixed also told Nita to buy. The conclusion is actually from earlier I was lazy." Yuki grinned while playing Keven's hair. The man still felt at home squatting while rubbing the stomach of the wife.

"Nita came here alone?"

"If same Dimas why? You jealous? What am I.. Jealousy huh?"

"No-no," elak Keven. In fact, jealousy is always present without sorting out situations and conditions.