We, Without Me

The Most Beautiful Young Widow

Taps.

Taps.

Taps.

Clattering awkward steps circled the room that had not been occupied for decades. Grey wall color changed to bone white. Curtains, blankets, sheets and pillowcases look strange in Yuki's eyes. An angle that was initially empty was filled with a study table, or maybe a work desk. I don't know, which is definitely a table that is right to use when you want to do something.

One more thing, an elegant dresser with a mirror equipped with automatic sensor lights is definitely not Keven's taste to fill the space that was once a wooden cabinet that Yuki never explored its contents. Only 42 days have he left, but there has been a lot of change. Counting a day of staying at Ismi's place, 40 days served in KKN duties and another day spent on the way home bobbing in the ocean.

“You want to take a shower?” chirped Keven who had been watching Yuki nervously since then.

“Gak. I took a shower on the boat. I want to sleep,” Yuki replied flat and fast. His face seemed reluctant to be invited to talk any longer by Keven.

“Rest now,” Keven said as he passed to the bathroom. Long time no see Yuki makes the body, brain, heart and heart is not okay. Foreign turmoil continues to try to break down his defense.

Bizarrely. Keven seemed to miss the figure of the girl who was already in his room at this time.

“Only because want to fix everything, why so pounding gini?” muttered Keven with his head down looking at the sink hole that continues to flow tap water. Both of his hands rested on the edge of the sink firmly.

Repeatedly a heavy exhale came out of a pair of Keven nostrils. He was lifted up and looked at by his reflection with his eyes getting rounder. He was shocked at his red ears. Very visible natural hue that is confused to be defined as an overflow of emotions like what.

Played with turmoil that still can not be understood it facing the wall. Now Keven sat his ass with a frustrated breath. Keven wants to ask Yuki to speak with four eyes, but he does not want to return selfishly by taking a break from Yuki.

Right, Keven will ask Yuki to give him a chance to improve himself. If today has to be postponed, then tomorrow he can do, that's how Keven thinks trying to calm himself down.

Unfortunately, the reality is not what Keven wants. When those sleepy eyes opened, Yuki's back that had been on her all night was gone.

Just a message that Mama Agni conveyed if Yuki was in a hurry to ask permission to go out to take care of college assignments with her friends. Though as Keven recalls Yuki's lecture has not yet begun and the day is still very early to start activities outside for someone who said he wants to do college assignments.

“Tasks your wife much. It was the same documentary video. You are said to be built even,” seloroh Mama Agni with busy hands washing rice.

For a second, Yuki had no time to wake Keven up. The girl was more focused on settling down and even willing to bathe in the toilet outside so as not to disturb Keven's sleep.

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“You're sure, Ki?”

“There's no reason for me to be unsure.” Waving her hair that swept across her face, a second later Yuki gripped tightly onto the chest-high iron fence that was 1.5 meters away from the edge of the precipitous cliff as a barrier.

The waves below that hit the rocks sounded boisterous. The wind that blows enters the hole of the shirt sleeve. Undoubtedly, Yuki felt the coldness of the air spread to his armpit.

“Originally you know, Dim, for 40 days there I was determined. Slowly I wrote down everything that became our problem. Not only about his mistakes, but I also .. I still survive not to continue to hope, but I need time to prepare everything.”

Yuki looked up, staring at the slowly moving clouds. Angan young girl floated on a flash of sweet according to his version. Presents a thin smile with widening chest pain.

“Freely I keep asking for separation if he doesn't act one bit. I'm the one who has to intervene alone. Claiming divorce also requires capital. My life after the divorce also still needs capital,” continued Yuki imbued his words. Chuckled before continuing his sentence. The face that was deliberately looking up was apparently holding back a puddle of tears that seeped.

“My parents? I honestly don't want to depend on them anymore after this. I was too disappointed with them. Let Mama and Papa be happy in their own lives. I realized ... Seeing me must be Mama hurt because she remembered Papa. While Papa ...”

“Udah, Ki! Enough!” dimas said softly, his tongue felt the pain of being Yuki. As vigorously as he breathed in the fresh air smelling of the free ocean to fill his lungs.

“Sorry .. Your story is even more horrible, but I am the one who complains a lot about my parents attitude,” Yuki said regretfully. He forgot Dimas' relationship with his parents which was no less bad. Even very bad because Dimas and his two younger siblings have been abandoned since childhood.

“Ki .. Neither I nor Ara, we are ready to accept and help you. So why don't you just stay with your show husband?” dimas asked with straight eyes, but harbored hatred for Keven.

“Maybe easy just by saying go away from male peak drop demit kayak Keven. But then where do I go? Should I still have the status of a wife go so far? Naw. I don't want to go with a lot of burden left behind. I also have a place to focus on college. Not to mention a lot of very true detergents. Try to imagine first, the status of widows a lot in the bully, what if they know I'm a runaway wife? There will be too many new problems piling up.”

“Why not reply by approaching other men too? Make him cold hot with jealousy. Make him feel when you are ignored or when you see him the same - ...” Dimas's pupils instantly bought upwards, trying to remember a name Yuki had mentioned. “Tante-tante what's his name? I forgot, anyway it's.”

“Idih Aunty ..” Shaking his head Yuki thinned his lips, eyes narrowed with nostrils expanding. “Still looking young times. By the way, her name is Alia.”

“Turn to the topic, why don't you find another cogan? Or if you want a cute baby face gemesin I can also help,” said Dimas while puffing his chest. I finally discovered Dimas' narcissistic nature.

“You are acutely toxic even though our marriage relationship, I don't want to mess with it. So even if there is another woman he pulled into our marriage, it does not mean I have to respond with the presence of another man. I used to lower my self-esteem chasing cin-cuiiih!! Anyway no. I don't want to take low action that could later be boomerang.”

“Cincuih what?”

“Love-love ... It just doesn't matter!” ketus Yuki sewot's. The corner of his left upper lip was drawn up. Tricking at Dimas who pretended not to understand. Evidently now the young man laughed loudly. Liquefying the atmosphere was full of sadness.

“You, Cuit .. As a comrade-in-arms should support my new ideals. Now I want to be free. The plan is also mature enough to go to the future of dreams,” said Yuki firmly. He turned his body towards Dimas with a wide grin.

“Apaan again suddenly discuss new ideals.”

“HIGH SUCCESS TO BE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL YOUNG WIDOW!” yuki's shout echoed with a wide smile full of joy, but her eyes were still the same.

Yuki's voice was loud, rising and loosing like the flapping of a bird's wing in the free air. Slapped Dimas' soul until he almost floated up in a fit of aghast.

“Great pity on me who now nemenin wife of people, uh tomorrow-tomorrow same widow ... Hahaha ... Widow?” Smothering his mouth, Dimas was ready to spit out a follow-up laugh.

“You sure you're not sorry? Later cry again ..” said Dimas again sneered at Yuki.

It is not necessary to count how much Dimas is a real witness of mascara or faded eyeliner. Not to mention sometimes lipstick that smudges on the cheeks because it is swept by the palms that remove the rough melted tears on the cheeks.

Compared to Ara, Dimas is more often the first listener. Become the object of the impingement of the passionate before returning to tell a story more calmly to Ara.

The goal is only one, avoiding the trigger of Ara's emotions which can be quite terrifying. Yuki is well versed with Ara's silent but deadly disposition. Sometimes the girl who does not talk much and often misses the campus news has a clever plan almost cunning very wild. In contrast to her who is often dusty on the surface, but feels withered in the heart that is not bearable.

“Udah satisfied not yet here? Ara must have been on the way to Kejora,” chirps Dimas who suddenly remembered the promise of the three of them to gather.

“Kafe Kejora? Tumben wants him there?” to gather

“She had gathered with us she wanted to continue editing promotional videos of her group village. Then Pak Rava also has work affairs around there. Understandably Ki, that boy now wants to do aja bodyguard always follow. Very afraid that Ara glimpsed another.”

“Heh .. Yes.” Nodding in agreement Yuki followed Dimas's steps towards the parked motorcycle some distance away.

The two drove towards Kejora Cafe while occasionally chatting on the bike. Loud noise against the loud noise of the roar of the vehicle engine, noisy exhaust and wind that was hit.

If the name of a pair of lovers can be pinned, it will look more suitable Dimas who got the title than Keven. Such is the appearance that is now clearly visible in the eyes of someone who smiles tilted behind the steering wheel. The queue of vehicles that stopped waiting for the change of red light made it easier for him to see the two young people who were joking cheerfully as if without burden.

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While preparing to write this chapter I just know if you want to sue for divorce as well as living the process also need a little money even without a lawyer🙂 (Something everyone ..)

Thank you everyone who has been patiently waiting for the story of Yuki😘