so i was being sentimental just now that it makes me scrolling into my old junks(read: documents) and guezz what i found this one... idk... a super short oneshot/?(lol) i wrote back then in 2017. my english was so (even now) and reading it all back again turned out to be an awkward situation for me. bUUTT! i don't want to be awkward and cringe alone(haha!) so i decided to put it here and since i don't want to dissappoint the past me(thank you for putting a lot effort into this even it's , me) i'm swear i don't change any grammar errors, spelling etc etc etc besides the characters name.

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The sun was nearly setting down when Jack and Joycee got to snag on to the peak of the hill. It was a super long journey, and tiring as well.

“Fuh! we are here, finally!” Joycee flipped her body on to the ground, feeling excited as she could finally put her back in aligned.

Reacting to her wife’s action, Jack bursted out a small laugh. “It wasn’t a long journey, though. You are the one with weak stamina,” He teased playfully before walking to her side to sit beside her.

“I’m not that weak,” She pouted.

A smile tugged on the corner part of his lips when he pulled her small figure to get up all of a sudden. “See, that’s what we are looking to,” She huffed a little on his abruptly acting but that wasn’t a matter when she glanced her sight to the beautiful alluring view in the front of them.

Sunset.

That was actually what they were looking up to here. It might be a weird plan to hike up on to this unknown peak since yes, it was unwell-known though, there were no security tools and protections. But when there is enthusiasms, everything can’t be any impossible.

“It is… So beautiful. Much better from the one I searched on the internet,” She smiled in excitement, never knew that it could be this amazing.

Jack nodded his head in congruity. Moments passed through the time before the man muscular arms were suddenly wrapped around the lady, pulling her deeply into his embrace. Joycee couldn’t help but to flash a soft smile on her sweet plump lips before replying the neat hug around her.

They were so close to each other as she could barely feel his chest kept accelerating upwards and downwards. Their breath were matching together. Calmy. Placidly. Serenely. His hot sensation brushed nonchalantly on her earlobe making her in shiver but at peace, too.

For one moment, they stayed in that posture. The restful and soothing eyes of him locked into her, deeply.

“Hm? Why” Joycee seized her hand to his cheek, rubbing it slowly and yet lovely.

“I love you. So much,” He uttered the mystic word slowly but audibly enough to make Joycee heard and smiled. Wide.

“I love you too,"

“Aubrey must be extremely strong. See, she's still can keep calm, despite the fact that her mama already hiked the world’s highest hill,” Jake’s joke lighten up the mood. It wasn't that high though.

He then placed his palm on Joycee’s tummy, caressing it lightly to feel the tiny bump, the one which keeping a small figure of their symbolic.

“She is as stronger as her mama, though, may be taken over you,” She giggled at her husband and ruffled his hair, making his bang shown up hiding the wide forehead.

“She should follow her papa as well,” A small pout pursued on his lips. He wrapped his arms around Joycee's waist and inched his ear closer to her tummy. “Do you hear papa, Aubrey? You need to follow papa, okay?”

Joycee let out a small laugh at his husband. It was a normal for him to act this way. What a big baby to deal with.

“I won’t ever leave you. I promise you,”

 

“Mama!” A loud shout broken up the atmosphere she was in before. Realizing the small figure beside her,  Joycee quickly closed down the album and placed it back on its’ place.

She smiled on that petite figure before pulling she up, making she sit on her laps. “What do you want, little princess?” She giggled lightly.

“Aubrey’s cizkekkeu!” She said in excitement. Joycee facepalmed, nearly forgotten that she already promised her 4 years old daughter to make cheesecake. Oh, it was a cheesecake, actually. She had been taught on how to pronounce it right, but she kept on doing that. It made Joycee in gag sometimes, as well. What a cute small angel-

“Alright, mama will make Aubrey’s cizkekkeu, okay?” A small yay exploded as soon as she declared.

Joycee brought herself to the kitchen. A big round cheesecake was taken out from the fridge. She then took out a knife from the board to cut off the cheesecake into slices. Far from the kitchen, she could hear her daughter’s singing voice in excitement. ‘She is too excited over only cake,’ She thought.

Just a second later, her mind’s eye reminded of how obsess her husband was with cheesecake. Not only cheesecake, but everything related to cake. A massive pain was suddenly pierced her chest. It felt like a great punch was been crashed into it all over again. She groaned of the pain before finally collapsing to the floor, her sight immersed in blurry.

“Eoh? Mama?!” Aubrey who heard her mom’s voice out from the living room ran to check for her. She hugged Joycee tightly as she saw her already on the floor. “Mama, why are you crying? No, mama can’t cry,” Aubrey consoled her mom, without realizing that she started to cry as well.

Joycee replied the hug and wiped out the tears out of her face. The pain on her chest already gotten away as the small hug engulfed around her. “Nah, honey. I’m okay,” She patted Aubrey’s back, telling her that she was okay.

“Mama will continue making Aubrey’s cizkekkeu!”

And a big warm smile carved on his lips.

The fact is he just do really like it, so much.

 

It was raining cats and dogs. Joycee quickly squeezed herself into the huge coffee shop behind the road, the place where she was supposedly to meet her old friend, Alice. There was a lot of people in there since it raining hard outside. Maybe they were looking for shelter as well.

Her sight wandered around before she spotted a hand waving to her. She smiled and got even closer to the figure.

“So, how are you, dear Accountant?” Joycee filled the empty spot in front of Alice and took out the jacket she wearing.

“I’m fine, thank you. And you, young mama?”

Joycee chuckled. “I’m having fun growing up my child,”

They took their order as soon as the waitress came. A genuine smile shown up on her tiny cherry lips, replied by the waitress.

“It has been a long time since our last met. It was a year ago, perhaps?” Alice spoken up, breaking the permanently quiet atmosphere just now between them. She was actually Joycee’s closest friend in her middle school back then. It wasn’t that close, to be honest, but she was indeed the one among her friends which she trusted more.

“You are too busy dealing with people,” Joycee laughed softly.

“Kinda. But I’m having fun doing it even though  most of them are annoying. But yeah, clients comes first, isn’t?”

“I don’t know well about it, but I’m sure you are professional,”

They shut for a while as the waitress came with two cups of coffee. One for Joycee and the other one for Alice. Her hand reached out for the coffee and sipped on it slowly. It was a perfect time to drink coffee at the moment like this.

“How about Jack?” She choked a little on the throat as she heard her husband’s name came out from Alice's mouth out of the blue.

A fake smile curled up on her lips. She couldn’t help but suddenly, her face dropped down, trying hard not to feel aback on it.

“I… I don’t know, neither,” She uttered it lowly.

“For seriously? 3 years passed, and nothing?!” This time, Alice’s voice seemed to be a little bit higher. Joycee stayed shut, didn’t even know how to react.

“I knew a friend working with the consular, wanna some help?” Alice asked.

All Joycee got to do just shook his head in disagreement. “No, it’s okay,”

“Seriously?”

“Yes. He will if he will,”

“Fine then. Tell me if you make another mind,”

And they continued to talk on random things.

 

Joycee thrown her body on the bed as finally she got to come back home. A little sore felt on her neck, but it was okay since she had really fun time spent with her old friend. Glancing to a rounded blue clock hung up on the wall, she really sure that her little princess already slept. “Wow, I’d really have fun hanging around,”

She got up from her bed and headed to her daughter’s room. Her expectation went wrong as she saw the small figure was sitting neatly on the chair doing something. She smiled up a little before wrapping her arms around the little from behind.

“What are you doing, little princess? You are supposed to sleep, don’t you?” She spoken up while peeking to the little’s doing.

“I am making our family photo,” Her right hand was busy drawing and sketching as the right one was stopping the drawing block from moving. 

“This is papa,” A cheer could be heard on his voice as soon as she brought the drawing on to the air. “The handsome one,” She giggled.

Joycee trying hard to hold her tears from falling down. She knew how miss Aubrey was to her dad because she did as well. No, she didn’t even get to see her dad in person. And she felt a little more than regret for that.

“Let’s sleep now, mama will bring you to sleep,” She took the drawing from her daughter and placed it back on the table.

“Mama?” Her loving daughter called while she was putting her onto the bed. The flower-pattern comforter was tidily wrapped around her before she could finally react to her.

“Will papa come back?” Her question was purely innocent. She smiled up.

“He will, someday,”

 

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what a drama. an awkward drama.