We, Without Me
Couple of Lover
“Why not take care of Kak Alia?” yuki asked with a blank look, looking straight at the speed of the vehicle in front of which clashed quickly with the change of color of the lights from green, yellow to red. The dense morning traffic was as crowded as the turmoil of Yuki's heart.
Not everyone is wise in the face of love. And Yuki is one of the weak people despite knowing which way is right and wrong but not to step. He was still pensively staring at empty thoughts with the lost trust arising like a dolphin in the ocean.
“Udah no Bibik,” short Keven responded to Yuki's question while laying his head on the back of the chair. He knew there was sadness implied by Yuki's question that could not be hidden. Highlight the listless eyes of the girl beside him pretty much gave an explanation.
“Where is Mas Saka? Does he know or ...” Squeezing his forehead, Yuki stringed up a little pattern of events that happened in a short time. Alia's pregnancy, Saka's suicide attempt and absence and Keven's anger all seem to answer each other without Yuki needing to ask. Perhaps the only one Yuki really wants to know, is the reason why Saka disappeared.
“Don't think of anything,” Keven said with a gaze like an order to keep Yuki quiet.
“Passion Brother Alia.” Closing her eyes tightly, Yuki squeezed her fist. In Yuki's mind if it is true that Alia is pregnant, then it is very sorry for the fetus that it contains. Indirectly, Alia's actions make Yuki draw conclusions if the form that is still a lump of blood that has not had time to greet the world is not desirable.
Yuki's chest pain imagined itself which also seemed to be wasted. It's just that Yuki still feels lucky to be able to feel the embrace of affection. Still able to meet good people who love him.
Drrt .. Drrt …
The vibration of the phone attached to the phone holder on the dashboard attracts Yuki's attention. From the phone screen on, Yuki can see the familiar no-name number. Yuki remembered very well if the last three numbers of the incoming call were the same as the number that called Keven last night.
Driving his car at low speed, Keven swiped the green icon of receiving incoming calls. Not to forget Keven also touched the loudspeaker icon. “Halo?”
[Hello, Den. Non Alia, Den .. How this Den, Non Alia suddenly hysterical. The door is locked.. Bibik fears Non Alia ..]
The voice from the phone connection was loud and also desperate. Not only managed to disturb the calm of Keven's heart that was still troubled, but also Yuki.
“Sleep first, Bik. Now call Mr. Amir. Ask Mr. Amir to come home immediately .. I will be there as soon as my wife gets home" Keven said, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Keven's pupils moved to the left corner, glancing at the indifferent-looking Yuki yet quietly listening to Keven's conversation.
As Keven mentioned on the phone, Yuki was already standing on the porch of Keven's 2-story house. A medium-sized tote bag was fixed in the left hand, while many shopping bags had been placed in the living room of the house by Keven.
Smiling bitterly looking at the car that was getting further away, the numerous ropes were pulling every muscle on Yuki's body. As a result, not only Yuki's lips are forced, but her pupils are also attracted to pain and heat.
Tests.
The tears this time may be very selfish. Yuki does not want Keven to go back to see Alia even though Alia's condition requires more. But Yuki was also not a woman who could continue to endure. If his family is not chaotic, Yuki will now take care of the divorce papers. But he who cannot stand on his own two feet must be patient.
Despite being injured and almost insane, at least Yuki had to hold on for a little while longer. The choice of his life to go and climb the story alone is not enough just capital, he needs a plan and of course money.
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“Yukicoot ...,” cried Dimas from a distance. Looks like the man just got off the bike with a basket full of cassava chips in the back seat. Running a little hunt, Dimas approached Yuki who was relaxing on the porch beside Ara's house. The sight of tilapia fish constantly swimming in an aquaponic bath becomes a small pastime for Yuki.
“Mana by-by?” Raising his hands, Dimas smiled. There are no more shame veins.
“Nih!”
“Keychain? Seriously this by-his?” tanya Dimas couldn't believe it. Grabbing the surfboard-shaped keychain from the coconut shell, Dimas's mouth gawked, dumbstruck.
Whereas in a chat group consisting only of Ara, Dimas and Yuki, many Yuki show off photos of shopping bags made by impromptu walks. From plain black and white pockets to cute character patterns and the logo of a local production brand. But the gift for Dimas is just a keychain.
“Want this?” asked Ara while showing a brown woven bag that is very feminine.
“Got fair love by him, Ki. Ara got a bag, I why a keychain?” dimas protested while putting on a clear face, pretending to be sad.
“If you don't want to go back.” Yuki snatched the keychain from Dimas' hand.
“Bintitan loh if you already give the goods taken again,” said Dimas while seizing the keychain that has been recognized his.
“The stint is also me. No need to bother,” sloppy Yuki sewot, rolling his eyeballs lazy.
“Who wants to complain too,” said Yuki, his voice looks like people muttering.
“You sure you don't complain? Later if you cry do not need to ask for company. Cry noh there own nights in the slide again, turned into kunti all of you.” Sliding down beside Yuki, Dimas's behavior succeeded in making Yuki flinch and almost toppled over to the side of the edge of the long chair he was sitting on.
“You doain me as kunti?” accuse Yuki with cynical eyes. The thrust and rough punch landed perfectly on Dimas' upper arm.
“Gak didoain aja already so kunti.”
“Heh ...”
“Udah-udah, mending a meal. Do not be noisy, Rian again mergerjain duty in his room,” interrupted Ara while thrusting setoples containing eggs.
Ara had deliberately let a routine debate between Dimas and Yuki happen, long time did not meet because the semester break made Ara miss the scene of throwing arguments to each other his best friend. But it turns out over time Ara's ears tired of hearing it. It is better to stop than to continue.
“Cause of him!” the accusation Dimas who was instantly met with glaring eyes by Yuki.
“Can Iease gak?” Ara opened her eyes, staring intently at Dimas. A moment later Ara again said with a relaxed intonation, “mending discuss the place of each KKN ... Have you got an overview?”
“Iya-ya, not until another week KKN ... Passed so directly married, Ra?” ask Dimas to Ara, deflecting the question. Dimas was more interested in asking about Ara's wedding plans. Though Ara never told me a little about the desire of the lover who kept pressing to ask her.
Not without reason, because just the roar of the car was no stranger stopped right in the courtyard of Ara's house. The figure of an adult male who had just stepped down from the car waved his hand. The bags that allegedly contained food were lifted up high with a proud smile.
“For a while,” said Ara to Dimas and Yuki, approaching a smiling male figure sumringah. Although it can be ascertained that smile immediately disappeared when he realized the presence of Dimas. Replacing the intimidating gaze that was fixed on Dimas a.
“Missful, envious do not,” whispered Dimas in Yuki's ear.
“Who is envious too!” ketus Yuki sewot, rejecting the words of Dimas which is the truth.
Yuki is indeed jealous of the sweet relationship of lovers who seem to love each other. Even seen when Ara silences and cuey though always responded with a gentle gesture. The corner of Yuki's heart inevitably pinched, not only with envy, but also sliced at his own story.
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When here there is Keven the selfish, then please find the bucin at the house of Ara (Aara Not Lara), or Bintang si failed to move on completely at home Lintang (Not Friends With Benefits)😄
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