We, Without Me

Occasions

"I don't know you"

"Like," Yuki sighed quickly. His bead stared flatly at Keven who placed a tray filled with sweet-baked corn, seashell satay and warm tea pull onto a square table between two flanking chairs. Facing the darkness of the sea that reflects the dim bias of urban lights.

This is not the place Keven wants to go. But he turned the bow to this simple place when remembering the incident more than a month and a half ago on the beach with a stretch of white sand. Happy simplicity through kites breaking and activities splashing together in a roll of small waves.

"I like to see your smile on the beach first," said Keven casually, covering the nervous thump that was rhythmically pounding the breakwater rocks.

It's not nice for Yuki to hear Keven's expression. The tremors of his heart spread out, drawing a faint cackling cackle of the corners of his lips. I don't know, he just felt like he was falling in a void. It was as if staring at a distant, unheard-of glint above his head.

"I'm sorry ... I'm sorry I did so much wrong with you."

Frowning Yuki's astonishment forced her to turn her head. Like a worn-out doll, she had trouble moving her stiff neck hinges. Even his throat was blocked to inhibit the pull and gust of air from his source of life.

"I know my mistakes really make your life suffer." Keven stared fixedly at Yuki's pair of pupils. "I used your sincerity, but it was I who chided and humbled you for the choices I made myself."

Taking a deep breath, Keven drenched his throat with forced-driven saliva. He turned his eyes to the dark sea ahead. "As a man and a more mature figure, I'm honestly ashamed to face you."

Standing up suddenly, Keven's attitude increasingly made Yuki wonder. Is Keven crazy? Or is it possible that he suddenly knew he had a deadly disease? Even so do not deny the unexpected behavior Keven managed to vibrate a corner that is clearly still filled by the presence of the name Keven.

Kneeling in front of Yuki who was slumped and wavered, Keven ventured to clutch his fingers over Yuki's thigh. "Ywis ... Please, please give me a chance to improve ourselves and our relationship. I'll try to be the husband you should have had in the first place."

"Thus ... Will you go back to fighting in our relationship?" continued Keven while reaching into the left pocket of his pants. A second later removed the grip of his right hand on Yuki's fingers. Opening the box contained a white gold ring that emitted its luster.

Sculpting. Yuki seemed to lose the air around him. It's hit by worry. The foundation that is not solid is shaky.

But one thing is for sure, Keven is late. What he did succeeded in making Yuki dumbstruck. Bemoaning lamenting the new cracks.

A cry without a sound even a tear melt tore through the deepest side of Yuki's heart. Tucked away a little happiness, the rest is just a sprinkling of disappointment, resentment, regret and hate.

Why should he give up? Why are you suddenly acting like this? Does it have anything to do with Alia? Will he be reinstated to preserve Keven's self-image in covering up the true facts of Alia's baby father?

There are so many questions, but only a handful that Yuki is able to mutter in his mind. Too tight, poignant and piercing pain.

"I know I'm guilty. I don't know shame ... Please, ki, accept me again. Give me another chance. You want to, right?"

The breath faltered and the eyes closed tightly trying to compose the word piece. Strengthen the soul that runs away from the body full of despair.

Yuki's tongue and stiff lips move together, answering Keven's question that awaits certainty. "D-yes."

"Come, let's paint our story ... Painting from the beginning again."

Shining Keven greeted Yuki's answer with joy.

"Thank you ... Thank you for giving me this opportunity." The aura of happiness emanated from Keven's entire body. Her body gesture that was still awkward pulled Yuki down into her arms.

A moment later he held onto both of Yuki's shoulders with a slight hold. "You really gave me this opportunity, didn't you?"

Nodding lightly, Yuki developed her lips. The curve of happiness seemed to spread to form another curved line on Keven's lips. Without Keven realizing behind Yuki's smile there are a million pieces of wound that are deliberately kept tight.

Keven who was too happy and just learned to understand Yuki was completely fooled. If only the light shone full of Yuki's face, then it was obvious that the nano gaze that Yuki gave along with her nod and small smile.

"I'm wearing the ring?" keven asked as he grabbed Yuki's left hand. He could not stem the big smile that first felt so relieved.

Keven repeatedly uttered a sentence. Not only thanking, but also offering Yuki everything that caught his five senses. Unlike Yuki who became quiet. It was as if the souls of the two humans were swapped. Yuki's fussiness is locked in with the happiness she should have tucked away.

Whereas in other parts of the City an adult man sweats heavily, deliriously and screams in sleep until a rough jerk with widened eyelids. Many times nightmares have haunted him. The marriage smeared with stains was clearly on Saka's brain. He had never slept well since his status turned into a widower. Therefore since the afternoon he tried to fall asleep, but apparently still had a similar ending.

He scooped with a rough face from a body of despair. His life was empty when his dreams not only disappeared, but were shattered before his eyes. Saka is too blinded by love and is slapped with karma playing many women's hearts for the sake of the figure of Alia who is now paralyzing her.

Why was he given the chance together without having it fully?

Saka hates both people who claim to be friends, even friends who are like family. In the end his love is welcomed, but also played by two meaningful people in his life.

Opening the wallet lying on the nightstand, Saka pulled out a piece of white paper. Behind the paper bearing the number in the form of the shooting date, there was a big smile of a girl in the middle of two young men who were none other than Saka himself.

Saka's tears. He was not weak, but sadness broke the bags of tears. Many happy memories ended up scratched by a crazy obsession.

Drrt ... Drrt ...

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Spoilage

Don't forget the day after the book. It's my teacher's. Be careful if not behind!! Get ready I'll giggle!

The short message smelled of a threat pulling the left corner of the lips that pushed up Saka's wet cheeks. The drawer of the nightstand houses a book themed on the laws of wild life. It is not the strongest who will be the victor, but the ingenious who will survive longer. Sometimes it doesn't make sense, but half the phrase is the truth.

Leaving Saka who was re-thought, in City B, exactly where Yuki and Keven were in an increasingly boisterous atmosphere. Young couples meet warm nuanced areas that are perfect for dating. Raut-raut's happy face pinched Yuki's envy.

Now his hand was held by Keven, but did not splash the same heart again. He was nervous, but not nervous full of love as when Keven had once paid attention when his legs sprained.

Could it be that the split decision of Keven that Yuki had secretly designed had managed to seal off the little love left?

"Sorry," muttered Yuki suddenly behind Keven's back, very soft, even almost just a lip movement to remove the remaining air breathing.

A piece of apology deliberately Yuki muttered for all the attitudes that will be taken in the future.

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