AFTER THE DIVORCE
Chapter 78: Our Story

“If you love what you live, everything will feel easier even fun. Don't feel bored let alone depressed!”

Chapter 78: Our Story

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“K-kimo, I forgot one thing!” rara suddenly.

Kimo who was just about to enter the bathroom and his position was not far from Rara, immediately turned back. “What?” sergeant curious.

“Mobile! Which phone?” Rara was impatient and looked panicked and even anxious.

“Create what? It's been almost twelvepm!” kimo's nagging felt inexhaustible.

Rara who just raised her head was still difficult, immediately shook her head. “I have a writing deadline. Two more days I have to gather and still less than fifteen thousand words. Cepetan please get my phone!” sulking.

Kimo sighed while dabbling on the waist. “This is you are still sick, yes, Ra,” he said softly and began to be upset because he really hopes Rara focus on resting so that the woman is healthy soon.

“But the deadline do not know pain or any reason, Kimo!”

Rara has not finished explaining, but Kimo immediately said, “if you do not know, yes ask for acquaintances! Who knows if it is suitable or even a soul mate! You expect me to say that, right?”

Kimo nodded in thought. Realizing that, Rara deliberately put on a face that was both pampered and spoiled. Rara recalled, Kimo once said he would grant all of Rara's wishes, as long as Rara whined or at least put on a spoiled expression to Kimo. But it seems that there is an exception. Because, even though Rara had whined and even put on a spoiled expression, Kimo's reply was no different from the expression of the doctor in a child song video titled “Five Little Mongkeys” which Rara often plays for Rainbow. Fierce and infuriating, there really was no other expression!

“Yes already, then, let me just do it. You say, I'm the one who typed?” bargain Kimo with his signature judes face.

“Not that I doubt your ability, but write not meticulously, mistype or misspellings only, can be sprayed the same editor, know!” lamented Rara.

“You are so insulting. Look, I'm the best graduate in an Australian university, you know! You know the university,”

Rara held back Kimo's reply. “Have ... already, do not need to discuss education. Although I am only a graduate of a local university, but many overseas graduates who text me! Sorry, yes, I don't mean to be arrogant.” Though Rara deliberately show off to reply Kimo who claimed to be a foreign graduate and would obviously return to underestimate Rara.

Kimo sighed softly while closed. “After getting married, we still often bicker. All right, I'm the one who's typing, you're the one who's talking, while correcting my typing.” After saying that, he looked at Rara full of certainty.

Rara smiled and celebrated her victory. “Thank you, Honey!”

Kimo snorts. “If you want to! Unfortunately until exit!” the cynic at once resigned.

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At first, Kimo sat down while leaning in front of Rara so that the woman could read what she wrote through Rara's phone, continuing the story that already exists. However, because typing takes a long time, Kimo who often gets correspondence from Rara eventually overwhelmed and even gave up.

“Five minutes is still like this, I can actually gout, Ra!” kimo complained who then did the stretching. “How many have you got, cite? Was it forty-four thousand, .. How did it get forty-five thousand? I've been typing two hours more can only a thousand words?”

Realizing Kimo was stirred by emotion, Rara immediately said. “Don't slam my phone!” Rara is sure, the reality will occur because Kimo is typical far from patient.

“Energy!” cibir Kimo while glancing cynically at Rara.

“If you love what you live, everything will feel easier even fun. Don't feel bored let alone depressed!” rara tries to understand.

“Knowing your health is collapsing. Just pantes you tifus subscription, it turns out the process of writing this drag!” kimo's lips again who gradually grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the nightstand next to him then downed him.

“Wah ..!” Kimo smiled and looked in disbelief as Rara asked him to sleep next to her. “Then I get excited!” greets him.

Rara deliberately did it to facilitate Kimo's performance. “On the right. Not on the Left. On the left there is an infusion hose,” reprimands Rara is still patient.

“Iya. This just just justifies your infusion. No way tuh, do not drip,” said Kimo who confirmed the Rara infusion hose. 

“Space .. space. Not a space writing, but, well yes, I mean space reset.” Rara stared at Kimo's amazement. The man who is very impatient and emotional just want to face it and more and more often succumb. Where, the more here, Kimo is also more loving and mature.

“Kelak, I'll tell our story to the world. That among the many stories that exist, our story is one of the most impressive stories!” inner Rara. 

Rara rubbed Kimo's sleeping head and she believed it was due to fatigue next to her. Earlier, Kimo had complained that his hands felt so sore just typing how many thousand words. In fact, Kimo asked Rara not to be too forsy time to write.

***

“How, is it done?” yuan said as he rolled up his shirt arm.

Keinya who was stirring the soup in the pot, reflexes turned his head then reviewed a smile. “Leave inserted rantang.”

Yuan immediately washed his hands in the sink next to Keinya. “How about Rainbow? It's up, it's ready, right?”

“Kan Sama Mami's. They are playing in the room,” explained Keinya reminded while preparing a bushel that was already on the table and his position was indeed in the middle of the kitchen.

Because of the accident that hit Rara, Keinya and Khatrin did spend the night in the apartment. Where, Khatrin was getting close to Rainbow especially Rainbow also began to close to Khatrin. But when Rainbow saw Keinya and Yuan, Rainbow immediately did not want to be with Khatrin anymore. So, when the Rainbow does not have to drink Keinya's ASI, Khatrin who wants to stay longer with the Rainbow, deliberately keep him away from Keinya and Yuan.

“Yeah, even I forgot mami was here,” Yuan complained while laughing at himself.

Keinya also laughed at Yuan even though his laughter did not make a sound. The man rushed towards the refrigerator that was in their front corner.

“I want to make a smoothie. What do you want for breakfast?” asked Yuan while looking at the supply of fruits and vegetables and also yogurt in the refrigerator.

“Smoothie and enough wheat bread,” reply Keinya who arranged the provision especially for Rara.

“Five minutes later directly eat one basin, yes?” goda Yuan remembers Keinya's appetite has indeed become many times, since he gave Rainbow ASI back.

Her blushing keinya held back her laughter. With Yuan, things really got easier. Yuan is not a typical selfish human like Athan who only wants to be understood, because Yuan also always pays attention to him. Even sometimes, Keinya felt that Yuan was far more sensitive than anyone without exception than Khatrin, the woman who had given birth to Keinya.

“Although we haven't spent a long time together, even though you're not the first man to make me fall in love, in this short time, you've carved out many colors of happiness for me. Like a rainbow, the colors are arranged in unity accompanying my every step that becomes increasingly meaningful. I am sure, in the future, our colorful story will color and become one of the most beautiful colors that adorn life, the inner” Keinya unceasingly grateful.

The plan, after breakfast, is to visit Rara before Yuan leaves for work, while Keinya will keep Rara in place of Kimo.

“Darling, you already have a shadow, what kind of dress will you wear at the wedding later?” asked Yuan while washing the following fruits his choice of vegetables.

Yuan and Keinya were looking back at each other, but there were times when they turned their heads and looked at each other in response to every question they posed.

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Initially, the atmosphere of Rara's hospital room that was so quiet made Yuan and Keinya who had just arrived, become a little worried. But when the two find Kimo's backpack and the sleeping man curled up next to Rara, their worries disappear.

“Look. Isn't this our story? But they've taken too much of our story!” yuan Protest.

Keinya giggled and put one hand on his mouth. “I'm amazed, Kimo really cut his hair!”

“It seems your guess is right, they will get married before us.” Yuan was still complaining.

“Whatever of us got married first, no problem. As long as it is really ready and steady, getting married is legal. Marriage is not a race sooner or later. Marry yes depends on who undergoes,” said Keinya. “We are decisive because we are going to keep up!”

Yuan embraces the waist-friendly Keinya. “Come start follow marriage guidance so quickly get a certificate worthy of marriage!” bring him.

Yuan and Keinya's conversation stopped because a bolster pillow grabbed them. When they made sure, it was the bolster that Kimo had grabbed. Keinya giggled and immediately put his lunch bushel on the table near the sink, while Yuan who shook his head in an inexhaustible manner, picked up his bolster pillow and then woke Kimo.

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