We, Without Me

The Sensation of Shaved Ice

Brakes.

A strong blow to the open bathroom door hit the wall just like that. Delivering a shocking involuntary loud sound. Keven jolted at the force he thought was slow.

Now Keven's feet stepped closer to the wide glass window, rubbing his wet back hair. The view of the sea before dusk looks very beautiful.

Soon Keven remembered that he had not told Yuki from the beginning if they would stay over, intentionally. He wants to take Yuki on vacation. Enjoy the days together and forget the sad story that has passed. Consider it a penance for guilt that cannot be described.

Keven is too prestigious to say if they go to monitor the location of a prospective new restaurant. In fact, the branch of one of his restaurants has stood firmly inside the resort they occupy. Not big, but has its own place among several restaurants and other cafes that are already more famous.

“He definitely needs a new shirt.” Keven muttered while imagining how Yuki was before they parted ways. The bag is not as big as the one that Yuki is about to contain only the clothes that Yuki originally wore before changing to the crop top wetsuit.

Keven also believes in the bag there must be another small bag. Remembering clearly when Keven asked Yuki to change clothes that were more relaxed actually joined to change sling bags and sandals at once. Yuki said his appearance should be harmonious and should not collide with each other.

If Keven remembered, Yuki had always paid attention to his appearance. Although only with simple items, Keven admitted Yuki looks beautiful.

“Heh.” Keven's little naughtiness slightly shook his shoulders. Laughing silently at the glance of the praise that came to her mind. “Ck! Beauitiful? Crazy.” Keven murmured while shaking in disbelief. He was very strange a few days back.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Keven again commented on the smile on his leg face. The corner of his lips was unwittingly pulled upwards. Did you know that the image of Yuki laughing is filling Keven's brain? True, Yuki's laughter when he managed to drop himself soaking wet successfully made Keven involuntarily smile happily.

A foreign taste mixed with relief presents the sensation of the sweet flush of shaved ice on his chest. Sweet, refreshing, arousing desire and certainly like opium even though it feels cold biting. I don't know if Keven is confused by what he's feeling right now.

Keven was forced to choose the complicated path of marrying Yuki. It could be that he is trying to marry another woman, for example by paying a woman a night for a short wedding. However Keven's choice fell on Yuki. The logical choice woman who is seen as a good girl despite being chatty, tough and aggressive.

It's not like Keven mentioned if Yuki is cheap and will definitely accept their marriage. That's not all. Keven said that carelessly in a conscious state only so that Yuki would not put any hope in their marriage. If what Keven said was the truth in his own right, Keven would not be so desperate as to make a furore just to marry Yuki.

Keven was sure that his heart was still leaning towards Alia. But now Keven seemed to realize something was wrong from the jealousy he felt. The love that Keven believed in was not drawn from the magnitude of the loss of the union of Alia and Saka.

The loss that Keven feels is not enough to be defined as a runaway love, even if time can be turned back will look far at the bottom of Keven's heart very happy. Unfortunately a thick fog darkened over Keven's heart back then.

“Supposed to bring him a shirt first.” Said Keven while shuffling his half-dry hair. Slashing in front of the mirror smoothed out his appearance. Smiling foolishly for no reason as if practicing meeting the throttles.

Just now that the door knob of the room was Keven reached, a glimpse of disappointed Yuki's expression sticking out in his mind. To be honest, Keven felt confused and strange. Shouldn't Yuki be happy to have his own room. Isn't Yuki quite careless having to share the bed with her almost every night.

It should be that happy Yuki doesn't have to always see Keven around her. Seemed from some time to the back of Yuki's attitude also seems to be very avoiding himself if it is not related to important things or affairs to carry out the role of a responsible wife.

“Haaaah.!!” Sighing violently, a gust of air from the mouth pushed the chunks uplifted mixed with an outburst of rage.

For Keven he has done something right. The smile that would appear on Yuki's lips disappeared. Suddenly it had made Keven frown in wonder, just a glance because as fast as lightning changed flat look to neutralize his astonishment.

I don't know where it all started. One thing Keven believed, he began to feel comfortable over Yuki's presence. He was very disturbed to see the sadness in Yuki's eyes. Most of the sadness came from him. Therefore Keven tried to give new memories that slightly closed the old wound, because it is impossible to remove the wound that once was broken.

Remember if Keven wanted to divorce Yuki? Yes, but that was before the fact how messy the Yuki family was he knew. Perhaps it was just a feeling of pity wrapped in guilt, such was the justification on Keven's lips.

“Open the door!” Keven's orders on someone across the line. Without further ado, just two words and instantly turn off the call. Super insolent and impolite.

Chequek.

“Why not tap?” The figure protested with a sullen look on his face that had just opened the door, of course it was Yuki.

Shaking his shoulders indifferently, Keven observed Yuki who was wearing a different outfit than the one he was wearing at the start of the trip. Frowning, from the doorway Keven saw a medium-sized bag lying on the bed. It was truly magical that Yuki could carry a lot of clothes, even though Keven never mentioned they would stay over.

“Your shirt-.?” Said Keven while looking at Yuki from top to bottom.

“Why? Weirdo? It's not possible.. I also used to wear it at home. No tearing, no clutter, still good. Heeemm.. Fragrance too.” Cerocos Yuki could not be interrupted in the slightest. Smell at the collar of the shirt she wears, completely scented with a soft floral fragrance.

“How many clothes did you bring?” Keven asked very curious. If counted, on the day that was not yet near that night he had seen Yuki wearing three different sets of clothes.

“Many.” Yuki answered briefly while folding her hands in front of her chest. Now Yuki again annoyed at the figure in front of him who casually said stay unannounced from the beginning. “When are we here? Why don't you tell me from home that you're nginap?”

“Until the day after.” Keven answered Yuki's question. Just sober Yuki was wide-eyed with her mouth open, shocked. Instantly Yuki held his head that was not dizzy, just just not out of thought and upset.

“Need to buy clothes?” Keven continued speaking as he stepped closer to the doorway of the room he had rented for Yuki to occupy. Leaning back at the side of the door frame while looking fixedly at Yuki.

“No need, but if you want to.” Yuki said while touching her chin, nodding her head slowly as if fondling the decision that had been taken.

“Come!” Keven said briefly, walking away from Yuki just like that. Throwing a spontaneous word made Yuki gawk even more until his lower jaw almost fell.

“You or not?” Turning to look at Yuki who was still glued, Keven seemed to be making an offer. The highlight of her eyes remained the same for Yuki, as cold as the air shower that flushed Yuki's body because she forgot to set the heating mode.

"MAUUU..!!" Pekik Yuki is excited, grabbing a bag sling that has been filled with cell phones and money ala perfungnya. Yuki is determined to drain the contents of Keven's wallet so that it can become the house of dust.

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