We, Without Me

Casanovas

Tapping slowly on his chin with his lips that occasionally move to the right and left along with a frown on his forehead, Yuki again exhaled a long breath. His eyes were busy observing a piece of paper stuck in the corner of a rectangular whiteboard, probably measuring about 30 by 100 centimeters. Stamped with red and blue pins at each corner.

“You used to be that?” The baritone voice to the right of Yuki was like thunder that attacked suddenly. Shocking Yuki who was busy with her own thoughts, jolted backwards with a slightly staggered body.

“Shock yes? Sorry.” He said again with low intonation and a somewhat regretful look. Not really sorry, because in fact he stumbled a smile holding a laugh at Yuki's surprise.

While Yuki who was still in shock was only able to fall into a stiff silence after having time to balance his body, his eyes blinked comically in confusion. The small laughter that was held was then present when the look on Yuki's face until the umpteenth moment still had not changed.

“Hi?” He waved his hand before Yuki's face.

Upholding her body and smiling awkwardly, Yuki gave a small nod while tucking the child's hair behind her earlobe. “H-Hi.” Yuki blushed embarrassed at his stupid behavior that even had time to daydream with an empty brain. Curse himself in the grunt in his mind.

Raising his hands while looking at the clear sky, the figure with curved lips that revealed teeth spoke without looking at Yuki. “Today does not rain, it is impossible to come here to take shelter again right?”

The question did greet Yuki's sense of hearing, but somehow it was his sense of civilization that immediately responded. Red is already Yuki's cheek considering her behavior with Dimas who is afraid of impromptu poor just because of imagining the price of a glass of water in the restaurant. In fact, the first time Yuki tried to eat at the restaurant was actually given free water. Totally disgraceful.

“Textracted?” The impression again asked while pointing to a paper sheet announcing job vacancies as a waitress.

“Iya.” Yuki answered quickly, steadily and with sparkling eyes. Both of his hands directly squeezed the sling bag rope as if channeling excitement and ardent spirit.

“If you want to be able to complete all those requirements. We try a week of work, if the performance is good, continue. If not, sorry, you should back off. How?”

“Iya, I want. Sorry, if tomorrow I come again can still register?” Nodding obediently, Yuki stared expectantly.

Folding his hands in front of his chest, the frown on his forehead seemed to explain enough that something was being considered in his mind. “Depends, if today no one applies for a job, if there is a yes chance you are missing.”

That sentence seemed to break Yuki's spirit. It was not impossible for him to go home and prepare everything lightning, it was just that Yuki was not ready for something that stuck in his heart. There was a strange feeling that made Yuki doubtful.

“Oya, you still remember me right?”

“Mas Saka, right?” Yuki said as if in doubt, when he clearly still remembered who the figure who had been talking to him since. Where is possible the radar signal of a handsome man hunter can be weak if he looks at the beautiful face of a Sangkara. Yes, Louis Sangkara or commonly called Saka.

“Kirain you forgot the same me.” Chuckles at Saka while restoring her hair. Flaunting the dazzling kinclong forehead and pampering Yuki's eyes.

“I remember kok.” Yuki said casually, but remained polite. The men were really friendly, just like the beginning of their encounter.

“Use me you only, let's not be too formal.” Saka said with his chin slightly raised, pulling both corners of his lips displaying a thin smile.

“Hehe.. Yes, Mas Saka.” Rubbing each of her lower arms with her arms crossed, Yuki laughed awkwardly.

‘Funny.’ Saka Gumam.

“Then that's sa-, I'll excuse you, Mas.” Yuki said somewhat stammeredly, rectifying to mention herself to me with my word. “You prepare the application file continue here again.”

“Don't forget to save that contact number. That's my number.” Say Saka while pointing to a mobile number listed. Obviously Yuki just nodded, as soon as he typed and kept that row of numbers on his phone.

Ignoring the doubt that was already covered in blind love, Yuki smiled brightly along the way. His brain was imagining in hallucinations sitting together making out with him. Hopefully, hopefully and hopefully, that's all Yuki keeps saying accompanying each series of short films of his own.

If Yuki prefers to hold on to doubt and retreat, could it be that her love story will not end tragically?

Or is there a mistake that Yuki made in the long journey of his love struggle? Maybe that's the story Yuki had to go through with the choices he dropped.

Starting with choices that may be wrong, but the wrong path can still be taken if you want to try and change. But Yuki who is drunk kepayang just continue to cultivate the courage to continue to fight, attract attention in various ways, starting with being a worker at the restaurant, although Yuki realized he could not steal the opportunity every time.

And this is where Yuki is at the moment. Sitting quietly with his bones tensed, sweaty hair drenched his temples and the boundary between his hair and his forehead. Saka occasionally smiled as he glanced at Yuki, while Keven was busy seriously researching all the files that Yuki offered.

“I don't think you were serious about working here. You sure?” Saka asked while propping up her face with one hand. Staring fixedly at Yuki who seemed to die of style, wave and pounding violently.

“Yakin, Mas.” Yuki replied briefly while nodding steadily.

“Mas?” Muttered Keven softly, glancing at Saka who was smiling intently. He sighed resignedly at the attitude of Saka who likes to spread charm.

‘Basic Casanova!’ Umpat Keven in the heart that is addressed to Saka.

“This tunnel is part time, but you are still in college can indeed for time?” Keven asked suddenly with sharp eyes. He does not want to bother with workers who are not disciplined time just for a reason late to come because the class is extended.

Too loud? According to Keven no, because everything already has rules. The restaurant is not a place to accommodate just anyone, only those who can make friends with discipline and dare to take responsibility with the task that is worth defending.

Although only a waitress, but their position is clearly important according to the portion. That's how a thoughtful Keven is.

“I can. As stated there are 3 shifts, so I believe I can work in the last shift from afternoon to evening.” Yuki said confidently without hesitation or just making small talk like some sentences he had learned from the procedure of answering questions during a job interview.

“Who do you dare to determine work shift?” Keven's cold speech that undermined Yuki's confidence.

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1 Chapter again will be longer glide, today blocked by the blessing of rain and lightning time will continue to daydream, so molor preferred🤭