We, Without Me

Between Dimas and Keven

The sun peering over the eastern horizon has not yet been able to warm a world filled with fog and dew. The tiny round spots on the leaves and petals slowly flowed and dripped, some evaporating and trapped in the air.

The atmosphere of a long morning used Keven to drive a little more the speed of the iron carriage ride. Smiles spread on the lips that occasionally grumble when faced with red lights that take up time.

Keven could not wait to see Yuki. Ignore the morning schedule that usually goes directly to the restaurant. Working with a variety of routines but feels ordinary.

“Ah, I forgot again!” rutuk Keven to himself. He had prepared and came with enthusiasm, but had forgotten to inform Yuki. It can be a surprise, but the problem is that Keven cannot go directly to Yuki's room. In fact, he will spend time dealing with the security guard of the place.

“Kok not lifted? Not probably still sleeping. Usually he is finished cooking,” muttered Keven fretting, biting his lower lip with the right fingers squeezing the steering wheel. A second later his left index finger again scrolls the phone screen. Once again Keven tried to contact Yuki for the fifth time.

While Yuki who is still busy with her world cares about hearing. Too cool to roll behind a thin blanket and a fairly soft floor mattress. Even his lips that stretched aka gaping unconsciously managed to pass a little saliva on the corner of the lips. Luckily it did not flow profusely and formed an island on a cushion.

But that calm slowly dissipated. The melodious roar of her smart phone over time disperse the beautiful dreams of Yuki. Though Yuki has just managed to catch an antique bag of banana peel, smooth and slippery yellow to make Yuki slip and end up swaying in rhythm with the chants of the song that continues to kick.

Groping the surface of the mattress until she slipped her hands under the pillow, Yuki tried to find the source of the sound that disturbed her. For a moment he peeked to see the location of the green icon to receive the phone connection.

“Hmm,” dehem Yuki as if growling. Putting the phone originally over his ear. Sticking freely without grasping.

Yuki's consciousness has not recovered. He actually chose to hug the blanket to channel his drowsiness while installing ears that inevitably have to work under the conscious.

[Yuki this is a video call.]

The cry from across the call managed to spread a frown on Yuki's eyebrows and forehead. Forcing the right eye to open faintly and then swerving both of them instantly. Yuki's reflex grabbed the phone over her ear. Looking at the facial expressions displayed on the phone screen mengulum amused smile at Yuki's attitude.

"Hishe!" hiss Yuki while looking over her phone screen. She ran to the bathroom to wash her eyes. Wash your palms and poke both corners of your eyes with wet fingertips. That was Yuki's eye wash session. Not to miss he also rubbed the corners of his lips that felt stiff the effect of dried saliva.

"Hello?!" yuki Ketus. His face was grimacing. His lips went forward to challenge the war.

[I'm picking you up. We have breakfast outside.]

"There was still food last night. Still sleepy. No need," said Yuki bertubi-tubi.

[I'm in front. If you don't come out now, I'll be sure of your name!]

Right, unexpectedly the car that Keven was riding had arrived in front of Yuki's boarding area. Keven had even stared at the wooden door alternating with Yuki's face on his phone screen.

"Truly nyusahin ... It's in there! Just watch out for anything!" threaten Yuki with a fist and sharp bulging eyes. Honestly, he wanted to challenge Keven's words, but hesitated when the determined action was realized. Yuki does not want to go back viral, even though it now contains sweet romance.

Exactly 30 minutes 12 seconds Yuki had already stepped out of his room in a hurry. The young girl turned around because she forgot to lock the door. He looked troubled with some innate in his hands.

While Keven who was initially fixated on paying attention to every little action Yuki immediately threw away his original gaze. He behaves as if he is unaware of Yuki's presence which stirs rude steps, retraces innocent land, grunts like a raging bull to channel negative emotions due to disturbed sleep rations.

Brakes.

The two jump into shock at the fierce blow from Yuki's hand to the body of the car. Even Yuki who was already angry never expected that his strength would be channeled by that magnitude. Yuki's contrast instantly scoffed guiltily at the iron body that couldn't complain while hissing in pain.

"Ck! Because of you!" yuki's murmur to Keven, his eyes glared irritated with lips chipping away at the sewot.

"What's? Because of you, I'm angry!" yuki continued to say. Though just now Keven wanted to open his mouth asking the condition of Yuki's palm, not to refute the accusations of women who are already emotional soul.

All the words Yuki who usually succeeds Keven interrupted and denied are now unable to fight Keven. In fact, Yuki is getting fierce and emotional when facing Keven.

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Visiting one of the branches of his restaurant, Keven frowned in wonder at the sight before him. "What are you doing?" ask Keven curiously.

"Breakfast. What else do you want?" yuki replied casually. His hand moved shrewdly taking out something from the familiar white-colored pouch in Keven's eyes.

"Keep that?" Point Keven at the 3 boxes of mica he knows so well.

If only Yuki had not been told in advance just before getting out of the car, he obviously would not have dared to act as humiliatingly as he was today. But related to Keven himself the owner of the restaurant, Yuki as much as possible was foolish to put on a concrete face. Sure no one will dare to rebuke, including Keven of course. In Yuki's brain right now it's only a pity if the food is stale and wasted.

Restoring her hair with her forehead folded, Keven dies the style of facing Yuki. Not just this time. If remembered a lot of Yuki's successful behavior silenced Keven. It was like at their wedding reception. With confidence Yuki pulled down the back and forth that was worn until Keven managed to see a quarter of the chewy round mounds that looked challenging.

Keven's bitter smile recalled the incident. He was embarrassed at the sentence that said Yuki is not his type, even to the point of calling Yuki a crazy woman. In fact, the annoying girl who had not bargained for food greedily in front of him now managed to fill Keven's heart.

Unfortunately what Keven feels does not know Yuki, or can be said not to convey his sincerity. Keven's sweet attitude towards Yuki seemed to be covered in old wounds that were still wet.

Yuki received all the sweet treatment of Keven without much refusal. It was just that his heart was locked to open a new sheet on top of the still throbbing pain whenever the flash of their story gave a silent cry that Yuki had often done until now.

Passing from a breakfast session that was not according to Keven's plan, the couple just stayed in the car, of course waiting for the change of traffic lights from red to green. There is no plan to play or just take a morning walk in the park. Yuki has urged to be immediately escorted back to the boarding house, he wants to prepare to go to campus faster. Reason if you have to take care of the loan permit in the laboratory.

But just as the car was speeding, a phone call made Keven's eyes round. Yuki can hear the voice of a man telling Saka's current location. All the points of the conversation Yuki heard were quite clear, because Keven activated the loudspeaker.

Since finishing his phone call, Keven was very nervous. His sitting position was uncomfortable. Spontaneous Keven stopped his car on the side of the road. Not to mention a short sigh interrupted as his right fist hit the thigh in rhythm with the heel stomping on the floor of the car.

"So you want to go?" yuki chirped suddenly, throwing a question sentence that had been stuck at the end of his tongue.

"Yes. I have to take Saka. She should know that Alia's pregnant."

Smiling wryly Yuki knew she was jealous. I don't know until when he will still feel jealous of Keven's attention to Alia. But Yuki also agrees that Saka must know about Alia, his ex-wife who is currently pregnant.

"Indeed, Mas Saka doesn't know yet?"

"I'm sure not yet. No one can contact Saka ... I'm also sure that Alia's tough attitude won't tell Saka about her condition" Keven said. The look of a frustrated face is engraved. Suddenly it makes Yuki steady draw a line how important Alia in Keven's life compared to her.

Continuing his journey, in a distance close enough to the boarding place, both Keven and Yuki can see a familiar figure sitting chatting casually with Pak Satpam.

"Woi, Ki!!" dimas shouted loudly with his hands waving at Yuki who had just stepped out of Keven's car.

Pulling the corner of her upper left lip up, Yuki put on a careless expression while widening her eyelids. "Your mouth!! Don't be noisy!!"

Lifting both of his shoulders indifferently, Dimas thrust out a bag of black crackles while saying briefly, "this is take!"

"What?" yuki asked as she slowly grabbed the pouch Dimas thrust at her.

"There are fried onions, can make side dishes eaten with warm rice. Same is cassava chips. That's what sweet cheese seasoning is."

"Bad bag ... You know I want this again. Can make a snack while nemenin ngerjain literature review later tonight," said Yuki cheerfully with sparkling eyes, spontaneous speech ignores the sharp highlight of Keven who is eager to seize the black crackle bag that looks shabby at first glance for him.

"Whoa ... Pas-pas what? Your code is not from yesterday said chips made by Grandma is as good as it looks. Itching my ears," cerocos Dimas snobs.

"Kok Mas Keven is here too? Can't you miss it because the wife left?" tanya Dimas is clearly intended for Keven. The intonation of his voice sounded very dislike, more precisely being insinuating. Dimas' facial sharpness also completely changed, from one that looked at a cheerful bright Yuki to one full of flashes of anger. Now, a storm is brewing between Dimas and Keven.

Yuki who was honestly the sensitive type was certainly aware of the dark aura of the two men who were staring fiercely in the inertia. Spontaneous Yuki pulling back Keven's arm. Pushing her husband's sturdy body to stand right by her side.

The brief treatment that meant nothing to Yuki published a thin smile on Keven's lips. Not realized anyone other than squirrels in the rambutan tree that brings the remaining coconut shredded coconut milk that accidentally berirobok look with Keven.

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