We, Without Me

Honeymoon

“Ngapain you stupid smile like that?” An unfriendly sentence was spoken from the figure folding his hands in front of his chest.

Yuki turned his head with a blank look, a faint smile flashing across his lips. Instead of directly responding to a poignant sentence that disperse daydreams, Yuki actually walked over, grabbing a glass of lemon tea full of chunks of ice cubes to cool his mind.

“Why are you so sweet at our first meeting?” The question that was thrown spontaneously from Yuki's lips caused many question marks.

“I fell in love from the first time we met, your smile and loving attitude really made my heart beat fast.” Yuki continued to say while imagining the sweetest memories with the figure who is now her husband.

Rotating his eyeballs lazy, he ignored his wife, choosing to look at the beautiful scenery outside that plastered real. The open door connected to the balcony showcases the beauty of green nature that is illuminated by the twilight. “Actually you want to say what?”

“Why did you change?” Yuki asked softly, looking fixedly at the figure who was reluctant to look at him.

“Everyone changes, you understand right?” The sentence was said casually, but still did not want to look at Yuki who was smiling stiffly.

“So please, I just feel your attitude is completely different.” Yuki said again, walking to the balcony while chewing a small chunk of ice cubes from his glass of lemon tea. A drink full of memories that once made Yuki smile, but also gave pain in the chest simultaneously.

“Why did you marry me?” Yuki asked without looking at the interlocutor.

“Because I know you would want to marry me.”

“Kepedean once you.” Cibir Yuki while smiling profusely.

“You can't deny that fact Yuki.” Smiling obliquely, the clattering of steps sounded close to Yuki, brushing the draped hair that covered the ears, a subtle whisper incised a new wound in Yuki's heart.

“Aren't you the type of woman who will do everything to get close to me? I'm sure you're just pretending to be angry and rejecting our marriage. Don't forget that you are a woman who pretended to be hurt to get my attention and could hurt Alia, the woman I love!!”

The deg!

Once again Yuki felt humbled. She is indeed a wife, already together and recognized by everyone, but it is only a legal status.

“I've never hurt Brother Alia. What was my fault until the accused hurt the woman?” Yuki said calmly as if not disturbed, lucky the glass in Yuki's hand was sturdy until it was not smashed in his grip strengthened.

“Still denying?”

“Lease!” Yuki's edge as her hair was gripped tightly. It was obvious that some of the broken strands wrapped around the rough fingers were immoral.

“Don't you ever squeeze or even dare to snap my hair!!” Grunts Yuki annoyed, staring at her annoying husband's bitch. “My shampoo is not as expensive as the one that Brother Alia uses. I have never been to a salon. So don't make me bald before it's too crazy to face your necessary attitude on credit!!”

“Say you want my money, right!? Needed how? Did you come near me for money?” Accused willfully.

“Ck! If I only needed money, I wouldn't approach you. There are many sugar daddies out there that are more profitable than you. Don't be arrogant!!” Giving a trivial look, Yuki sneered casually while pushing the chest of the field of the husband.

‘The snacks from my parents are also more than enough. I was the only one who followed frugally as long as I was friends with Dimas and Ara.’ Yuki continued speaking in his heart. Indeed, Yuki's spending money per month which is usually used up during school to be collected since he was in college, all that was nothing but the impact of life super calculation Dimas and the irit Ara, not stingy.

“I know who Alia is, she's a respectable woman who doesn't lower her self-esteem because she's fascinated by men. Do I need to find proof of your rot once again?” The loud sound like an air portal blocked Yuki's chest cavity. Air that seemed to clot like a stone stuck in the throat reluctant to be inserted into the lungs.

Even so Yuki remained steadfast, putting on an indifferent look and whimpering without answering. Bringing his steps more quickly into the bathroom, locking the door tightly so that no intruders.

“You guys have been together for quite a while, but you are still fooled and blind with her fake attitude.” Yuki said with a trembling voice and clenched hands.

“Returned I explained it is also free, I am just a shame for you. But why do I still love you even though it hurts?” Eventually Yuki's body rushes to the floor, biting her lower lip withholding sobs, a tear-scattered face hidden on both knees. Yuki firmly gripped her calf until it left a nail mark, the tightness and pain inside her could not be described anymore.

Long enough Yuki was silent in that position, he did not fall asleep, just needed to neutralize the teasing rumble. Breath that had stung also began to blow regularly. Raising her face with a sore nape, Yuki rubbed the rough remnants of tears on her cheeks, filling the water in the bathtub.

A moment later his forehead frowned at the strange-looking interior of the glass wall. Hitting a button that intrigued her, Yuki's eyes bulged wide as the glass became transparent. It was seen a man in a white shirt laying down his body with his legs hanging and eyes closed on the bed.

“Create hot songong people cold first. Cheapo? Big no!!” Dialogue with herself, Yuki again pressed the magic button that made the glass go dark again. Staring impatiently at the water in the bathtub that kept moving up, he hurriedly stripped his clothes.

Obviously there is still a sense of shame left when imagining going to show the bathing ritual. Wearing a bikini alone Yuki was embarrassed, let alone having to act without a thread, it was certain that Yuki would lose before the war.

“We're married, so I have to fight. Like eating meatballs wrong have Ara, spicy but try it first. If you are not strong, give up instead of being tortured. I'm not weak, but I have to be realistic!” Yuki's words are encouraging to herself.

If you can't do it in a nice and sweet way like before, then now Yuki will be brave and shameless. If his efforts still fail, then Yuki is determined to give maximum attention and be indifferent afterwards. Maybe giving a sense of loss can make him more meaningful.

“I'm his legal wife.” Tingling amusedly, Yuki spoke softly while submerging himself to the neck.

Plaque.

“There is a legitimate wife does not mean there is an illegitimate wife. Be careful with your mouth Yuki!” Not knowing what Yuki was thinking, he suddenly smacked his lips. Talking alone with a face that constantly changes as fast as lightning.

“Mama is a waste of time just tell me honeymoon. It's time to be threatened not recognized by the child if you dare to book a separate room.” Mumbled someone who apparently did not sleep.

“This again why should send a photo every join the package of the streets that Mama took, already absent online school aj-.. Aaaarrgghh..!!!” Screeching hysterically until he woke up from his position, he was aghast to find Yuki washing his arms sensually with a meaningful smile.

In fact, Yuki almost gave up because the figure he was waiting for did not also turn to the bathroom. Lucky Yuki is not an instant noodle that may have expanded and filled the bathtub for too long soaked.

“YAAAA CRAZY WOMAN!!!” He shouted with sharp glaring eyes.

‘Bodo is very foggy there. Why am I cheap, even though his own fault is very expensive selling!’ Yuki said inwardly, washing her foaming arm again with a seductive gesture.

Yuki gave a loud chuckle watching the flushed face that turned away from her. It looks a tinge of shame that controls the ear to the nape of the back of the husband.

“While I wear this.” Yuki muttered while confirming the position of the tank top rope to his shoulder. Taking a suspicious swipe at the moment the seduced figure was still behind him while shaking his hands to the face. “Nemplok in glass kayak gecko first deh.”

Geck.

Geck.

Tap Yuki a few times on the transparent barrier glass.

Turning slowly his head carefully, he who wanted to escape actually caught sight of Yuki from the corner of his eye being stuck to the glass while sticking out a mocking tongue.

“F*CK!!” Swallow wide, as swear words will become daily food.

“HAHAHAHAHA.” Yuki's deep slump again drowned her body in the warmth of the water in the bathtub. This time he will really clean himself aka a real shower.

“Soves are so funny to my husband. Why come here so he who impressed forced marriage with me? Though it is clear who wants this wedding he.”

The loud, light and carefree laughter that filled the bathroom suddenly vanished. Yuki's smile faded, changing into a flat expression and blank eyes. Yuki's laying her head in despair on a household story that won't be okay.

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Thank you for taking the time to read the story of Yuki Hana wrote. Let's just pray that Yuki's story has a happy ending.😗