We, Without Me

Karmas

A room full of cooking utensils complete with the traffic of people who were busy preparing customer orders, Alia and Keven stood in the corner of the room. Checking raw materials that have just arrived from the connecting door of the kitchen and supply warehouse.

“You happy?” Keven asked Alia to break the gap between the two.

“Blessed?” Frowning her forehead, Alia seemed to repeat the question Keven had given her. He wanted to make sure his hearing didn't catch the wrong word Keven said. The noise behind them certainly made Alia think she heard wrong.

“Yes, are you happy with Saka?” Keven asked again without looking at Alia at all. Keven remains focused on researching the quality of potatoes, apples, asparagus, tomatoes, avocados and many others. Of course all that was just a deliberate pretense done so that Alia was not aware of the changing intonation of her voice.

“As you can see.” Alia answered that felt ambiguous to Keven. It was not clear whether or not she was really happy, which was clear in Keven's eyes that Alia and Saka's relationship was very sweet and harmonious.

“You don't want to find a girlfriend too?” Alia asked suddenly which made Keven instantly choke on his own saliva. Glancing at Alia with still coughing, Keven chose to pass to return to his room.

“Segit's aghast Kev. Hahaha.” Dark with loud laughter, Alia looked very charming. His laughter also caught the attention of others. Spontaneous alone all of them stared at Alia and Keven who seemed familiar, including Yuki's pair of eyes.

Since Yuki suspects Keven of putting his heart on Alia, Yuki now inevitably realizes there is something else between Keven and Alia. It is true that they are friendly, but as women and women who love Keven even though it is not considered, Yuki clearly catches the unusual gait.

Reflecting on her friendship with Dimas, Yuki feels Keven and Alia's attitude is too friendly. At first Yuki felt Keven cold to everyone, but at this time Yuki could open her eyes more. Keven's attitude is different when it comes to Alia. His smile also seemed timeless.

Stupid, that only one word was capable of Yuki speaking for herself. As stupid and as million as Yuki to just look at Keven without paying attention to the surrounding.

“Spirit Yuki!! You can still fight!” Yuki said steadily while clenching her hands. No matter that the scenery that looks far away there is not only painful to the eye, but also scratching the heartburn is invisible.

Running out of the building with an accent of the dominant brown and white color of the bones, Yuki supplies as much air to the lung cavity as possible. Exhales forcefully and over a long period of time. Not just once, he did it repeatedly.

“HAAH.!!” Yuki's sigh was rude, slightly yelling and jerking to the back of the two clenched hands.

“SEMANGAAAATTTTTT!!!!” Yuki screamed loudly to the tightness of the chest as if coming apart, his eyes closed as long as he shouted the word ‘sangat’ which made a sound echoed into the restaurant.

Leisurely walking back inside the restaurant, Yuki frowned in wonder at every pair of co-workers eyes that stared meaningfully. Taking a nonchalant stance and standing back in his supposed position, Yuki was further engulfed in confusion as his eyes rubbed with Keven raising his chin, moving his index finger as if coding for Yuki to follow him.

For a moment Yuki shook her head, choosing not to be too confident in the conjecture of origin forming in her brain. Yuki continued to smile at every pair of eyes that accidentally met her gaze.

Always be friendly, that's what Yuki emphasized. In addition, Yuki is easy to get along with, so he is not too awkward when facing restaurant visitors, either regular customers or customers with a first visit.

Just like when Yuki started to approach Keven, he looked relaxed and brave, even though he was already shaking very nervously. If you recall, only one time Yuki looked awkward, which was during their second meeting when it rained.

“Why didn't you come to my room?” A sniffling sound rushed over from behind Yuki's back. Suddenly Yuki was surprised, turning his body with the helmet he was wearing.

“Mas Keven?” Frowning his forehead, a rare phenomenon Keven approached Yuki in the restaurant parking lot.

“Ke Mas room? Why?” Instead of answering, Yuki was confused by Keven's question. Whether consciously or not, Yuki scratched the helmet he was wearing as if trying to reduce the itching.

“Forget!” Keven said suddenly, turning his body and walking away leaving Yuki who was only able to stupefy in wonder.

Running to equalize the steps chasing Keven, Yuki smiled sumringah. “Mas Keven wants mode, right? What if I just want to talk to me!??” Seloroh Yuki was overconfident and hoped that it was indeed the truth.

“Ngaco.” Said Keven ketus by continuing to step toward his car parked on a different side.

“Kev, game!” The shrill voice faded the smile of sumringah Yuki. Puckering her lips and frowning, Yuki felt strange at Alia's cynical gaze towards him.

“Udah finished your business with him?” Alia asked Keven as she put her chin on Yuki who was looking far away.

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Keven opened the passenger door at the front. Without a word Keven told Alia to get in the car. Ignoring Yuki who continued to give him a fixed look. Conscious, but choosing to ignore, that's what Keven did.

A second later Keven's car sped off leaving Yuki staring at him. I don't know why Yuki seems weak helpless. If usually he would act horrendous and annoying, but now he just fell silent with a fool.

Thinking her bad mood was affected by the effects of coming the moon that was sweeping, Yuki finally spurred her motorbike to leave the restaurant area with a gameless feeling. Along the way Yuki continues to spin old memories with fans who used to chase her, saying the word love with a thousand sweet promises.

“What is this thing called karma?” Yuki muttered with a blank look. His eyes are focused on the road in front of him, but his busy brain processing various flashbacks controls Yuki's main focus on the road he goes through.

Unknowingly, Yuki's motorbike has moved increasingly pulled over and soon he will end up sweetly lying on the cold streets if it does not immediately end the film in his mind.

“Eh! Eh? Yaaa..!!” Shouted Yuki instantly as the motor he was driving bared. Trying to balance the motor passing through the sidewalk that has not been built, just a red ground that is hollow and unevenly bumpy.

Brak!

Fail. Yuki fell when the front tire of his bike slipped. His right leg was hit by the weight of the motor, his elbow hit the rough edge of the asphalt.

It is sad that Yuki's fate under the moonlight that shines brightly without anyone passing by, he tried to single-handedly lift the motor with a snarling sound like the Fathers trying to lift the container box with his bare hands alone.

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For a moment.. The flow is slow😄 Later we open one-on-one until finally back to Yuki in present-day😁