We, Without Me

Affronted

“Ha ha ha .. Hahaha .. Fuck!” Horrible laughter and short curses escaped Keven's lips. His eyes were already foggy with anger. A aura of hostility erupted as if ready to blaze scorching the figure of a foreign man who smiled faintly from inside the car that had just passed by.

No doubt the girl who sat next to the steering chair, trying to cover herself with an oversized jacket and turned her face was Yuki. Indeed Keven only glimpsed, even barely clear. But he is very memorized by the sling bag and the toad pants that Yuki wore during the trial.

“You really drive me crazy.” With a face, Keven laughed again, but this time without a sound. His lips curled up scorned the ever-widening folly. He is too focused on pleading, hoping for seriousness through apologies, compassion and begging as if his life really lost its way, but all that makes Yuki fed up.

Reasonable. Keven himself was also fed up with all the pitiful actions he had taken. It's like a sentence that sounds full of lies. But believe me, it's not just a cradle.

“Haah!” Keven's breath is rough. Bending his knees, Keven crouched down suddenly. Down with both hands cupped the face that wanted to be squeezed strong. Keven laughed again, but this time the laughter was accompanied by a puddle in the eye.

While Yuki who was busy grumbling in his heart was quite relieved because he could once again escape from Keven. Right, the girl beside Dion was Yuki. And the man who smiled mysteriously at Keven was of course Dion.

“Need friends to chat?” Dion tapped his right index finger on the steering wheel. His eyes stay straight ahead. His breathing still sounded constant, he was very relaxed even though he knew the man he had stared at managed to receive a secret signal.

“From a friend to chat, more need a motorcycle taxi driver. In front of the minimarket a little more, left yes Mas. Later I want to wait for kang ojek there, I order.” Yuki's hand moved as if pointing at the minimarket in question. He wanted to get out of Dion's car. In addition to condolences, of course also want to avoid Dion's offer.

The nervousness over the humiliating behavior makes Yuki feel like he is being stripped away. The falseness of the smile, the crisp laughter and the made-up happy strokes were clearly very obvious to a Dion who was already full of various emotions. Surely not Dion's own emotions, but those of all those who came to see him on the same special mission.

“Seriously get off there?” ask Dion to make sure.

Nodding strongly, Yuki assented without hesitation. Though not a motorcycle taxi he wanted to wait for, but Dimas, that was not also Yuki contact. Dion also knew that, because from now on Yuki did not even take out a cell phone.

"Thank you, Mom ... Uh, still locked?" Frowning in surprise, Yuki turned to Dion, coding for the automatic lock of the door by his side to be opened.

“Listen to me for a moment ... You can run, but you also have to know the right time to stop or maybe you have to turn around. Life is full of problems, that's why we live. There are problems that we can still enjoy. Others can be parasites for us. But we can enjoy the process of living at once against this self-destructive problem. All options are in our own hands."

Yuki termangu's. Hugging a bent knee with an empty view. A while ago Dion was gone, but his words were still ringing.

Yuki admitted that she was running. Not just running away from the presence of Keven as it is today, but also running from the problems that haunt his mind. Yuki is scared back in the hole of the charade. Fear of facing the beauty of blooming flowers that are apparently fake. He was afraid of getting hurt in the same place without being able to get up again.

Placed.

Tell me strong landing smoothly on Yuki's head. Make the body that is still reeling daydream was staggered and almost fell.

"Wooy!" yuki's snapping up doesn't take it.

"Let's go! I'll take you back to kos aja. Ngerepotin. You know what I did." Dimas grumbled while holding out his helmet to Yuki who was throbbing while rubbing the former.

Yuki doesn't say much. Trying to succumb to a suffering situation that must be handled. After all, Yuki was also aware that the mistake did lie with him, so he did not want to trigger a trivial debate.

"Nobody is a stranger, but who is it?" muttered Dion who was holding hands. His pupils followed Dimas' motorbike, which had now crossed his car on the right side of the road.

Dion did not immediately go to his destination after taking Yuki down. He deliberately pulled over while watching Yuki from afar. Trying to keep up without worrying about Yuki who is uncomfortable with his actions. I don't know why there's such a bad feeling about wanting to ignore Yuki just like that.

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Tak.

A single tap on the point symbol ended a long and exhausting struggle. Presenting a smile of proud knots that slowly disappear over flashes of events that may be repeated in the next few days.

Plunged that tired back onto a thin mattress. In the breath of heavy piled up frustration. Back Yuki had to give up college hours in order to attend the divorce court's continued mediation. At the age of just 21 years, Yuki did not expect that soon will bear the status of a widow.

But maybe it will be a little different story because it must be faced alone or maybe only accompanied by Mama Maria. Because right at the time of the trial later Ara already has the responsibility as an assistant lecturer that cannot be left behind. While Dimas already has an appointment with the supervisor for the revision of the thesis submission.

Back tonight, everything was the same. Yuki was still spending time looking at the lit laptop screen. Busy his fingers that continue to type cunning, stringing words into a strand of sentences that have now arrived at the research method of thesis submission.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

"Ki ... Your husband is still downstairs. Rain, don't you feel sorry?" The faint-sounding beats and sounds behind the door obliterated all the relief left in Yuki's heart.

Dragging lazy limbs that were honestly reluctant to be moved, Yuki opened the small door leaf of her room. He looked at the older girl who was twisting her chin on Keven who was smiling under the street lights, just outside the fence.

Grunting loudly, Yuki then thanked the woman who was still standing at the door of his room. A curious and reluctant expression left the woman. Yuki understands very well. Even now all the residents of the boarding house already know who Keven is. It may also have been gossiping everywhere about their troubled domestic relationships.

Standing under the protection of a black umbrella, right in front of the fence that was still tightly closed, Yuki was quite incisive on Keven's chaotic appearance. Even so, there is something about Keven that looks different in Yuki's eyes, but neither does Yuki find the difference that he expects.

"Go!"

Brief and cold Yuki said a word of expulsion. Yuki did not want Keven to think that he was compassionate and seemed to give hope through a sentence of attention. With no more words Yuki turned around, leaving behind Keven who was speechless pecking. Even the indifference of Yuki without accompanied by Keven pinta who usually always begs.

Clearly Keven's attitude left a question mark in Yuki's mind. Yuki chuckles at the brief incident that just happened. A moment of soft laughter filled the silence of the room, continuing with a heartbreaking sobbing of tears.

"He gave up apparently" Yuki whispered to himself. Yuki was very sure if the attitude Keven showed tonight as a clue if the man finally gave up. There is no more struggle in the story of both.

The farewell was indeed Yuki's wish. He was not swayed at every persuasion Keven and his two in-laws, but why when knowing Keven gave up on him even the pain that hit the whole body? That was how Yuki asked behind the blanket covering her curled up body.

Yuki was not willing, but also unable to endure. Or rather do not know how to deal with a painful relationship other than separation.

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Clik.

"I just found out that you're a fuzzy hobby" Keven quipped as he stroked Yuki's thin cheek with ice-cold fingers. He was too nervous, but acted indifferently to cover up the shame.

Keven was quite happy to look intensely at close range the dazzling face of his wife. Although he had condemned the super risky silly actions taken, Keven was very satisfied to be this close to Yuki.

Turning her face away, Yuki is uncomfortable with the intimacy created between herself and Keven. A new alienation suddenly emerged from the figure of Keven who had treated him like a cluster of flying leaves.

Now, it seems that Keven's strange attitude under the rain last night of their meeting is becoming more and more. Even if Yuki remembers Keven had disappeared without news in the last 2 days.

"I also just found out that you're a hobby of flirting," Yuki replied no less insinuating Keven. Keven's chest was pushed up right in front of Yuki's face.

"You running away again? You are not only as noisy as a goose, but also as smooth as an eel."

"Haha ... So don't you want to step aside? Is that how you love her now is the same as me?" yuki sneered at Keven.

"Yes. I love you. Love you so much" Keven replied.

"Wow ... Congratulations to me for being lucky to love you."

"Not you are lucky. I'm the lucky one to love you."

"Dream can I hear all these confessions of yours?" Yuki's smile expanded, but her face was not happy at all. "Unfortunately unromantic and the place ... Why should it be in this narrow place? Could be for the sake of hearing that I have to pee. Very noble your actions, ex-husband!"

For a moment, Yuki regretted not learning the skill to paralyze the enemy from Ara. That meager energy was just enough to grab, scratch, pinch, bite and give a trace of the battle to Keven's body.

"Gossip from your boarding place is real? Said the ocean girl who used to be perverted with her boyfriend now fussing about getting divorced."

"Yes, drama every day. Just let's see for yourself. Huh, ticklish I saw it. It was a bit of a perverted showdown."

"If you think the girl is really a drama, right? Want to marry or split the drama continues."

"It looks like a girl like that is the type of do not know shame."

"He said the son of Pinter. Don't be undercover let's not look rotten times yes ...."

One by one the insults are heard directly by Yuki and Keven behind the toilet cubicle. The women that Yuki did not recognize were constantly trampling on Yuki's self-esteem. Giving a low stamp on Yuki who can only block his hands and smother Keven's lips so as not to rebel at the fiery anger.

Yuki clearly does not want Keven's actions to infiltrate the toilet of women to be caught by everyone and add new problems to his college life which is only a few steps away. While Keven as much as possible refrained from killing himself because it became the main cause of Yuki humiliation.

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