We, Without Me

Wet-wet

“By, you turned out to be stingy huh?”

“Hah?”

“Yes, you are stingy. Siomay, you know crispy, ketoprak, cilok, pinch cake all of you passatin. Lyrics of dong. Barawin his wife who drooled behind.”

Keven chuckles. His hand moved rubbing the back of Yuki's hand that was coiled around the stomach. “You want?”

“Ish, you're wearing it again. If it's free, then it's really.”

Nodding, Keven kept silent without a word. Putting the motor in front of the court of a freight forwarding agent. The motor that was riding on in an instant turned around. Drove was traversing the existence of siomay, know crispy and his friends who Yuki mentioned.

“So purchased?” ask Yuki girang. His head looked up, looked up and perched on Keven's shoulder.

Again only a nod of Keven replied, but gave a big effect on the winding in the stomach that was getting tightened. To find that, Keven is very happy.

“Thank you my handsome husband. Love me more with my beloved this.”

Didn't you know that Yuki's sentence is very dangerous? Moreover, the increasingly tight hug actually catapulted Keven as if flying into the high sky. Smile like a person loses his mind until almost kebablasan past the seller of the cake pinch. Almost got hit by Yuki's nagging.

"By, want that." Point Yuki at the red stand. "Yesterday I saw in the sosmed selling basreng sambal spicy orange leaves. Wanted too. Beliin huh?"

"Not free,” said Keven half whispered. Tapping on the left cheek with the index finger accompanied by lips that grinned meaningfully. But in an instant the man who was deliberately teasing Yuki stiffened. He was surprised by the attack that almost hit him.

“Cie, the horses are faltering. Knees are shaking huh?” cibir Yuki was shrivelling while holding back the overflow of laughter. He regressed the body that had been welcoming. Dilating the distance between bodies that are almost docked.

A second later, Yuki's fingers slapped Keven's chest gently. “Sabar, By. At home they pay. After this we still have to go to our shop. You can fail to focus again if you have played wet.”

“I mean if kissed can get saliva. Cheeks so wet it loh,” added Yuki as if straightening next to Keven's eyebrows that swooped up. Shine with mild ruckus. It ends up devouring a piece of the whole lick that fills the oral cavity.

“Funny,” muttered Keven while damaging the top of Yuki's head.

“What, By?”

“Ngak.” Keven's mask while embracing Yuki's friendly shoulder. While his hand was too busy with various bags of snacks owned by Yuki.

Slowly the two tread paving which in some parts began to be uneven. Talk lightly while heading to the red stand that Yuki had pointed at.

Occasionally Keven observes Yuki's feet stepping, fearing a hole or something being stepped off balance. Then he secretly dropped the spotlight on the woman who is now pregnant with their baby.

Love is so funny. Love is able to flip hearts even though the taste is as thin and as clear as plastic. Rejecting common sense that love is only mercy, it is momentary empathy, even boasting with the vow of death that it is not love because it will never love. But now Keven's love belongs entirely to Yuki, the most disliked woman first.

Women who rarely complain though their disappointment is unmatched. Always laughing until his cry no one could hear. Of course, except for Keven's ears that too often catch the sobbing that is disguised by the sound of tap water, because in fact it is one of the biggest causes of the crying is present.

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"Darling? Comeon, getup. We're home."

"Hm?"

"It's so sleepy, huh? Sorry .. get up first, honey. Sleep at home."

"Have you finished cleaning?" yuki asked with a typical hoarse voice of waking up.

"Udah. The kids are home too."

"Let's get up" Keven said.

Slowly Keven gently pulled Yuki's shoulders and hands until the woman sat down. Clutching tightly that avenged a spoiled embrace. Even Yuki is increasingly struggling comfortably because Keven's hand moves rubbing with a little massage on the back to heat it up because it is too long lying down.

A moment later Yuki started to blink and yawn wide. The back of his hand tried to sweep the eye pelukan that felt heavy stuck.

“Do not rub his eyes.”

"Gatel, By .. long sleep yes, By?”

“Ngak. Now put on the jacket.”

“It looks like a glut to be easily sleepy. Oya, try to hold ... hard, right? About our kid clamping siomay's ketoprak not huh, By?"

Shaken, Keven was only able to let out a long sigh of resignation to his grim wife. "So tomorrow you still want to eat kayak again?"

"No. Kapok." Yuki pouting. All the good food on the tongue was successful in making it stale. Really makes it difficult to move and often burps without permission, embarrassing.

"Promise not if I ban kayak snack earlier?"

"Yes forbid him to use persuaded dong, By. Wear it dearly too that's it."

“Yakin still not craving?”

“If the minimum can be three types, do not sulambek,” lyric Yuki with three right fingers outstretched.

“But the chicken porridge is very addictive, By. Breakfast wants that tomorrow. Wear the kayak scissors cahkwe as well. It feels so good. Suddenly my mouth was full, drooling again." Sure enough, Yuki's mouth was already full of saliva. Some even swallowed it while imagining cahkwe chewing.

"It turns out that pinter is my husband's rent page for other traders. Nothing is bad anymore the food. Worth our stalls keep rame. The sales are not half a day, but always run out. Do you try slime noodles or fat rice tomorrow? Tried one-on-one so,” babble Yuki Long. The mind is imagining some sellers who have rented land in the courtyard of Keven restaurant or can now be called by the name ‘Warung Kita’.

“Chicken porridge, slime noodles, fatty rice or my cooking. Choose one.”

“Can't be two?”

“Gak,” Keven replied firmly.

“Auto. Where can I not eat your cooking. I eat for two now. You want your son to starve?”

“Our child needs balanced nutrition, nutritious food and your diet regular, not so greedy.”

“Very good reason why I am greedy!” Grunting loudly, Yuki nudged Keven's arm violently. Passed by with annoyed stomping feet on an innocent floor. Shouting at the mute wall that echoed and spread its sound waves at Keven's ears. “Home home!”

“Mumpung is still outside, anything you want? There are several places that are still open,” Keven said while installing a helmet for Yuki.

“Ngapain nawarin this greedy guy?! Not afraid of bankruptcy?”

“Do not get angry.”

“Ish, mode!” yuki grumbled while rubbing her lips that Keven kissed. Although in the heart screams excitement misbehavior. Almost accidentally hit keven's squash before it finally realized he was launching a sulking action.

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