We, Without Me

Awkward Chat

“Is ... Is?” lirih Yuki's. He waved to Ismi who was standing far away from his position.

“Udah aware?”

“Pu-sing really ... What is this?”

“Infus,” replied Ismi briefly, without any other explanation. Though clearly visible to Yuki is a transparent round plaster that covers the inner wrist.

‘Infus?’ Raising next to her eyebrows, Yuki frowned in surprise as she cast a strange glance towards Ismi.

“In the same house Nek Iyut already made porridge. Just waiting for you to realize we continue to go home.” Turning her head back, Ismi paused her sentence. There seemed to be something Ismi was hiding. A second later in a whisper Ismi continued her words, “later ask interraciala aja yes .. I want to run away do not help. Tired of earlier boys was mostly relaxed.”

Spontaneous Yuki glared as she throbbed and let out a short sigh violently. He used to think Ismi was a little different from the type of campus friends who are familiar with the name ‘menye-menye’, but in fact the same. Ara is the only female friend Yuki believes is calm. Not a calm defined as meek, but calm because there is not much talk and put forward the action rather than the reaction.

‘Gosh .. The character of each person is different Yuki. Don't baper,’ muttered Yuki in the heart with eyes closed again lamenting the pulsating gum effect of a headache that becomes-so.

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“Loh ... Whose car?” yuki asked as Ismi instead led herself towards a foreign car that was parked quite close in front of the tent.

“Car Mr Doctor. Just now the guy was there, but now I don't know where.” is Shaking her shoulders, Ismi circulated her gaze. His eyes squinted at each side to the farthest corner.

“OK, I'll let you know again if there's a signal .. Ready. Safely. Be sure if that is ... Okay.” The clattering of footsteps accompanied by a voice ended the shocking conversation of Yuki and Ismi who were still faithfully standing by.

Both are equally shaken. Gaze over every movement of the man, from turning off the phone, putting the phone into the pocket of the front pants to review the charming smile that managed to drop thousands of drops of refreshing mint-scented water in one's heart. Not Yuki, but the one pounding Ismi's heart. It has been since the first time Ismi accidentally saw the profile of Dion himself has fallen in love.

While Yuki began to string together flashes of events that he thought a dream. Gutting a few times, Yuki felt her eyelids fail to erase Dion's shadow.

“Come, login!” Opening the door, Dion invites Yuki and his newfound Ismi. On his lips still a faint smile.

“Street, Ki!” whispered Ismi sued Yuki. Because Yuki's legs are still glued in place even though his body was jolted by the push of Ismi's arm that was impatient.

“Sign in, Ki. Don't be surprised to see me.” Chuckling Dion noticed Yuki's astonished look on the face.

“Doctors are here?”

“Cock Doctor?”

“Eh, yes, Mas Dion what is here?” yuki asked again after correcting her call towards Dion.

“Ngeot. Yes work .. How the hell are you, ck! Quickly log in!” decak Dion accompanied by a slow slit. His hand hinted at a call for Yuki and Ismi to quickly get inside his car.

Yuki and Dion's familiar interactions leave a turmoil of questions that make Ismi curious half to death. But inevitably while being held.

Now the three men of different sexes are already sitting in the car. From the seating arrangement, Dion looks like a driver due to the actions of the two girls who choose to sit together in the back seat.

Along the way Dion many questions about the area he was visiting. Although both immigrants, for Dion of course both Yuki and Ismi understand the ins and outs of the new place better than him. Therefore it was no wonder Dion was interested in asking him while bringing to life an atmosphere that could have been quiet and awkward.

Dion's attitude is famously friendly. Aside from the demands of the job, Dion is also an individual with an extrovert character. No wonder he gets along so easily. Very inversely proportional to someone Yuki knew very well.

“It turns out here not hard signal. Very far from my estimate that previously thought there would be no signal.”

“Iya, Doc. Here the signal is still smooth, but only for 1 provider. If you use another card also do not exit the signal beam.” Nodding in agreement Ismi replied to Dion's words.

“Oh yes, Ki .. This is medicine for you. Later before going down do not forget to bring.” Dion's left index finger pointed to a white crackle bag containing a heat-lowering drug in a blue plastic clip lying on his side chair. “Because I happen to be here, if there's anything you can call me. Maybe I can help.”

“OK, thanks a lot, Mas.” Nod Yuki quickly, staring at the reflection of Dion's eyes from the deep rearview mirror that was unintentionally rubbing against her. It was only an instant because the action was staring at each other that Dion ended first. He refocused his gaze on the straight and straight road in front of him.

“Pak Doctor won't sit down first?” tawar Ismi while directing his open palm pointed to the rattan chair on the front porch of Nek Iyut's house.

Screaming and smiling, Dion subtly rejected Ismi's offer. He prefers to continue his journey to the next District. Gathering with his professional friends instead of serving the young girl's gelagat that has been fully read by Dion.

Between love, brotherhood and a code of conduct as his promise of a profession, Dion retreats to a love that is slowly nurtured in the figure of his patients. Even his decision to register as a volunteer was a big contribution to his broken heart.

Dion was unable to see the happiness that emanated on the face of Rava, his biological brother. Maybe not for now where Dion just learned to release something that has not been grasped. Lying if Dion is okay when the woman who slowly enters his heart is the first love that Rava is fighting for.

Because actually Dion also really understand how Rava struggle so far in looking for Ara, the little girl who is always proud in every story without being named. The girl who was able to make Rava like a stalker who was able to smile foolishly every time she saw a portrait that was never shared with Dion.

Rubbing his face violently, Dion snorted bitterly because he was back to wondering if Rava had never been honest with him if they loved the same woman. It could be that Dion continues his act of acknowledging feelings by releasing Ara as his patient. Because in fact, a relationship with a patient who is receiving psychological counseling from him has violated the code of ethics.

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The day began to change. The moon that appeared between the darkness had already disappeared, turning into a blazing sun. The village was indeed overgrown with trees, but the biting heat could not be completely disguised by the gusts of leaves.

“Yuuukkiiii .. Sound again your phone!!” aron screamed loudly behind the toilet door. This was not the first time the scream echoed, but it was the umpteenth time. Although Yuki repeatedly replies so that the noise of his phone is ignored.

“You need to pee a nuisance! Where are still mules again!” sulkan Yuki was annoyed. His hand grabbed the dipper from the green bucket filled with water that had been accommodated to flush the toilet hole with his position that was still crouching.

Enduring her distracted activities by enduring a slight twisting feeling, Yuki exits the public toilet cubicle. He could see Aron's grinning face waving his phone towards Yuki.

“Nih ... Mas Keven his name is from earlier phone. Roaring no end,” chirped Aron while thrusting Yuki's phone that again issued the sound of singing pop music.

‘Nyesal I unblocked him yesterday! I want to block this Demit number again!’ yuki's grumpy grunt that was only able to be spoken in the heart.

“Halo!” ketus Yuki while stomping his feet away from the crowd of friends who are cool to play with the children of the locals.

His eyes that were dodging all over were already waiting for the answer from the person across the phone call.

While the one across there is still adjusting his breath. The nervousness struck just like that as his heart pounded 2 times faster. It was just a prank. This response also ended with the voice of the operator. But who would have thought the ketus voice that welcomed the call managed to make Keven freeze.

After all who can survive the thousands of incoming calls that beat the truce of online loan bills. It was obvious that Yuki finally raised the call before intending to block it again.

“I turn it off if I don't talk!” threaten Yuki's fierce. It had been almost 5 seconds the call was silent.

[You ... How are you?] Intermittent breathing sounds faintly in Yuki's ears.

[Your misses.]

Rubbing one eye which is then rounded on the screen of the phone on, Yuki barely believes Keven's uncreative sentence. In addition, it was the first time Keven called asking trivial things, usually all-round to the point contains commands.

Long enough they reply to each other chatter colored awkwardness. The rest spent a lot of time silent. But Yuki was patient enough to serve him.

[City ..].

[Science you?]

“Hah? Hahaha .. Crazy.” Staring at the screen of her flaming phone while chuckling Yuki smiled obliquely. The faint sound of greeting and Keven's clear voice had cast a shadow dancing in Yuki's head.

"Electric eel's trance feathers why else would it be there?!" sulkan Yuki lirih's. It feels like punching, biting and curling Alia's mock doll.

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Note: Explanation of the prohibition of a Psychologist having ‘relationship’ with his client/patient can be found in the Code of Psychological Ethics Article 16 and Article 77.

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