We, Without Me

Me and My Broken Hearts

‘My fantasies about you are ruined. You're not as good as I imagined. I should have realized not to expect much.’ Yuki said in her heart, looking at the street lights that were still on. Only a handful of people passed by this morning.

Closing his eyes, a thread of water seeped from the tired, heated eyes. “I wish I could hurt you the way you hurt me. (I wish I could hurt you like you hurt me.)” Yuki mumbled while putting on earphones, clogging both sides of his ear hole, trying to rest the burden that in fact forbids him from entering dreamland.

A song called Me and My Broken Heart by Rixton is playing along with Yuki's journey. Relaxing the back enjoying the sound of a chaotic melody packed in pop genre music every once in a while Yuki exhales violently. Of course his tears had already shed several times even without the accompanying sobbing sound.

All I need is a little love in my life

All I need is a little love in the dark

A little but I’m hopping it might kick start

Me and my broken heart

I need a little loving tonight

Hold me so I’m not falling apart

A little but I’m hopping it might kick start

Me and my broken heart

(All I need is a little love in my life

All I need is a little love in the dark

Just a little bit but I hope that love can light up

Me and my heart are broken

I need a little affection tonight

Get me close so I don't get smashed to pieces

Just a little bit but I hope that love can light up

Me and my heart are broken)

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(Rixton – Me and My Broken Heart)

This is the last stop, Yuki will not be afraid of being left behind by the bus, but his mind is not calm because of it. Like riding a giant rollercoaster that raced up and down and around, Yuki wanted to scream nausea at increasingly real memories.

‘I give up.’ Yuki muttered before she finally smiled sweetly at the memory of her long journey of struggle to grab the attention of her husband.

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Flashback.

Back a few months ago.

“Bakt, safe. Lipstick, okay.” Yuki said while looking at her face from the rearview motorbike. Practice repeatedly to show the best smile. Now he is standing in the parking lot of a restaurant with enough confidence.

“With? Enough is yes.” Yuki said again while checking the contents of the white bone sling bag, there were many red sheets that he put in. Afraid if he is too proud to order the cheapest menu.

Cling..

Climbing in shock, Yuki forgot that there was a bell on top of the push door. The sound of these bells really thrilling Yuki who was already nervous first. He just had to sit down and order food and eat quietly, then of course go home.

‘Eh?’ Frowning in wonder, Yuki felt shocked at the various choices in the menu book. Even the thought that once said drinking a glass of water alone might have to make him submit an identity card is actually completely wrong.

‘Kok price is similar to kayak in a contemporary cafe huh? Is this really it?’ Yuki muttered in his heart, his eyes continued to examine the name line of food and drinks at prices that were not comparable to the elegant and luxurious impression of the restaurant building. Even the menu alone is partly more suitable for sale in cafes that are used to be the favorite tongkrongan of young people.

Mastering her surprise, Yuki finally orders a portion of fettuccine alfredo and a glass of blood ice blue mocktail. Waiting nervously with the fingers that kept tapping on her thighs, Yuki hoped that the two menus would match, creamy pasta with a cool fizzy drink dominated by blue with blueberry flavor.

Huff..

Sighing in agitation, it seemed that the previous explanation had to be rectified. The truth is now Yuki hopes that the figure he had met appeared and popped from anywhere. Regarding food, Yuki was sure that his mouth and stomach would receive everything.

“Please enjoy while waiting for the order we will prepare.” The friendly words of a waitress make Yuki confused, precisely not on the sentence spoken, but a glass of water and French fries in small portions.

“It service from our restaurant.” The impression again when catching a confused look full of questions on Yuki's face, then he passed after leaving a business-style smile on Yuki.

While Yuki was currently laughing more and more at himself and Dimas who preferred to shiver outside when it was raining, did not dare to enter the restaurant that stood majestic. Afraid of the contents of the wallet which was dominated by green sheets shouted that he did not want to move his entire house into the cashier drawer.

Chewing on a piece of french fries, Yuki shuddered amusedly at his calm snobs. For a moment he imagined if at that time he and Dimas entered and ventured to order food, surely a portion of French fries can be eaten in one go by Dimas.

Spreading his gaze in all directions with his already nervous heart palpitating, Yuki's smile instantly froze. A man who makes himself steady justifies a statement of love at second sight, not first, it comes in seriously and eyes are focused on his phone.

“Alia next month so go home?”

“So dong.. I've taken care of him directly handle our kitchen.”

“Report of expenses this month have you recap, Ka?”

“That must have been, Kev. Slightly decreased, comparable anyway the same resto us that this month deserted.”

“Let's set a time for a meeting. Gather everyone together. We try to hear their proposals, because they are more accustomed and linger here, there could be their ideas that we can use to make resto.” Saying a figure that is none other than Keven at length on his interlocutor, Saka.

“By our marketing is okay. Price is also standard, according to taste. Even quite satisfying. So our main problem is what exactly?” The question is not said to be questioned or given a reply in the form of an answer, but more like an argument for yourself.

‘Hei.. Your building is a loh that makes people wallet mediocre afraid to stop by!’ Yuki's screams inwardly as the conversation continued to sound in her ears. Gobahap pasta that has been since then continues to be stirred in order to focus on listening to the talk of people from the table that is not far from him.

“Oh yes, job vacancies for waitresses have you printed out right Kev?” Saka asked suddenly, narrowing his eyes with a mind that was already full on his little guesses.

“Lupa.” Keven replied briefly without guilt.

“Ck!” Perched with a hand that grabbed a few pieces of paper from inside a bag, Saka thrust the papers in front of Keven. “Udah I guessed. I'm lucky to move fast.. Okay no?”

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How ‘restaurant kita’? 🤔

Hayoo.. So has Keven or Saka actually the restaurant?😄

Note: This flashback is pretty far out, over 10 chapters. If anyone wants to jump the reading please😊