We, Without Me

Perfume Market

“Yuki.?!” Shouted Elza surprised Yuki who almost fell asleep in a sitting position selonjoran on the floor.

“Why Brother?” Yuki asked with a stammering voice, his consciousness had only gathered in half. The rest was clearly still floating in wishful thinking.

Yuki wants to sleep tired after almost a day on campus, but his intention is hindered by obligations as a worker who is bound by responsibility. Not to mention last night Yuki had to stay up late to finish the task after coming home from the restaurant, it was really tiring.

“You are called Boss Keven tuh.” Elza said to Yuki who ended by narrowing her eyes, looking deeply at Yuki who kept trying to collect lives.

“Don't make trouble again right?” Elza continued to listen to his speech while folding his hands in front of the chest.

“Today I haven't done anything Brother, it's impossible to cause trouble. Actually, I've never had any problems. Only time and conditions sometimes betray, so it's as if I'm making it again.” Seloroh Yuki was at length, covering her mouth for a moment which evaporated widely.

“It's up to you, the important thing is that the Boss has been waiting for in his room.” Said Elza resignedly, making friends in a short time with Yuki has made Elza memorize how the character of Yuki if it has begun to open his mouth.

“Ish, will take time because most chat with Sister.” Grutu Yuki sewot, getting up from his seat and patting his pants on the back, shaking off dust or even dirt that might stick.

“You're the one who was taken from earlier.” Turning her eyeballs lazily, Elza passed from before Yuki. He wants to continue his work that was delayed.

“Iya deh, yes I have stayed first Yes Kak.” Yuki said as she walked behind Elza. Accelerating his split-second move then had already overtaken and left Elza. Darting like a bolt of lightning, Yuki was now standing in front of a plain dark brown wooden door.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

“Excuse me.” Yuki said quite strongly, hoping that the figure behind the door immediately heard his voice.

Stopping the busy fingers dancing on the keyboard, Keven rewinds his chair. “Log in!” Keven's shout was no less loud than Yuki's voice greeting his sense of hearing.

Chequek.

Picking his head first, Yuki peeked inside Keven's room. It seems clear in it there is another table that certainly belongs to Saka.

“What's up Mas? Kangen yes?” Yuki asked the piquancy and put aside her shame vein.

“Mu package.” Keven said briefly, ignoring the flirtatious question Yuki had asked.

A paper bag hangs from Keven's outstretched hand. For a moment the fragrant fragrance of the fragrant flowers wafted out, tapping Yuki's bright olfactory plan instantly took a deep breath, inhaling deeply the scent that originally faintly smelled.

“This uses the same fragrance as Mas ya?” Ask Yuki while taking out the jacket he once forced Keven to use.

“Eh? How the smell is different. This is exactly my usual dress in laundry.” Say Yuki again with a smooth frown. Looking at Keven who was again busy continuing the analysis of the development of his restaurant.

“Mas Keven?” Sapa Yuki who was suddenly already on Keven's right side. Climbing in shock and almost swearing Keven at Yuki's figure which is more troubling than the wandering spirit.

Raising his left hand in a straight position towards the door, Keven chased Yuki away, not missing he also gave a cynical look in the eye. “Exit there!”

Yuki thought that the jacket that was returned would give off a luxurious masculine aroma, in fact, just the smell of ordinary market perfume. It's so stingy Keven, so inward Yuki.

Chequek.

“Loh, no Yuki.” Said Saka who had just entered the room he was using with Keven. Keven looks there with a look of annoyed face and Yuki who smiles cheerfully. It's like a winter storm with spring fairies.

Both are like a southern cover and a northern cover that is far apart, but will pull each other and stick tightly do not want to be separated if it becomes a magnet. That was the appearance depicted in the eye pelupuk Saka, a sweet cold atmosphere.

“What are you two doing here? Working hours loh.” Saka said as if aimed at Keven and Yuki. In fact, the question was deliberately spoken to tempt Keven who increasingly wore a grim expression.

“Mas Keven return the jacket that yesterday was Mas.” Yuki said quickly, he walked over to Saka who was already sitting on his great chair. “It looks like using laundry express, not yet 3 days already out of the queue. Finish washed, iron, fold.”

“Mas Saka likes coffee?” Yuki said again, asking when her net caught the cup of milk coffee that Saka just put down. The hot steam is still billowing thin.

“Like. Keven also loves milk coffee. But her taste is rather sweet.” Said Saka assented while mentioning Keven's taste.

“Manic? Kirain Mas Keven who likes to be angry with the bitter-bitter.” Yuki's chuckle that apparently had been wrong to guess Keven's taste. Without hesitation he loudly sneered at Keven, right before Keven's eyes. Totally bonkers.

“Whispering!” Keven's hiss is upset. His fingers were typing brutally recklessly. Channeling emotions that momentarily had grown.

“Another anger that?” Yuki muttered to Saka, her palm moving away from her lips was visible to Keven. Although it is actually free, because the sound of Yuki's voice can also still be caught by Keven's hearing.

“Yes yes Mas Saka, excuse me. Continue to serve customers. Beware the same Mas who is again angry.” Yuki said to Saka with a muttering voice that was deliberately slightly hardened. Surely Keven would listen to him.

“Iya, go there.” Said Saka while staring at Keven with a small laugh.

Leisurely walking towards the exit, Yuki turned around, staring at Keven who had a quick glance at him. That chance was not wasted on Yuki flirting flirtatiously at Keven who seemed to shudder in horror.

“Come out!” Get rid of Keven ferociously at Yuki who once again glanced spoiled ended sticking out her tongue. It seems that Yuki forgot that he had just gone too far on one of the Bosses he worked for.

If Yuki was the one who really made money from his job, it was certain that he would not go that far. Unfortunately, Yuki's goal to work at the restaurant even though only as a waitress is to reach the heart of the person who has made her fall in love.

Passing by with carefree steps and a big smile, Yuki hugged the jacket that Yuki museum might have in her closet for a moment. It was quite a strong perfume scent could spread on his other clothes.

Errata. That was not the original intent of Yuki's heart. But he wanted to remember a little about the jacket that Keven had worn, even if only limited to covering his chest and part of his shoulder.

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