Neighbor Becomes Husband

Eps 1 Never Speaks

Kharis cleaned up the unused bag of crackles to fill the pot with trembling hands, several times he took a slow breath covering the nervousness that had attacked him.

His distance from Levi, which was only two meters, made his heart beat abnormally. While the man causing the strange symptoms of his body is engrossed with the laptop in front of him, not disturbed by the activity of Kharis and two friends in recent hours, but quite noisy. Levi was so focused and certainly did not know the condition of the white girl's heart.

"Finally done..."

Nivia sat her tired body on the single sofa in the corner of the room. Dividing the five types of basic food into three hundred bags of just three is quite a drain on energy.

"Khar, the amount is right?" he looked at the expanse of hundreds of red pockets.

"Yes.. Where's Hansel?"

Kharis asked a slight glance at Levi worried that their conversation was disturbing the Head of the Social Service Work Team who was still faithfully staring at his laptop while playing the mouse in his right hand. Immediately he distanced himself after storing the bag of crackles in the closet right behind the calm-looking man.

"Go to the toilet, uh, that's it..."

Nivia pointed towards the back door.

Hansel came in and picked up his backpack at a table near Levi...

"Bro, the receiver's data is done, right?"

"Yes.."

Levi answered short without taking his eyes off.

"I go home right away, want to rest tomorrow our work a lot... You guys want to go home too?"

Hansel looked at Kharis and Nivia, waiting for an answer.

"Yes sis.." answered the two girls simultaneously.

"I'm with Kharis, brother. But pick it up tomorrow..." Nivia throws her sweetest smile and Hansel just nods in response.

"Pamit..."

Hansel came out without waiting for an answer followed by Kharis who stared at Levi for a moment while picking up his bag on a chair, passing wordlessly chasing after Hansel who had already reached the exit. Kharis was waiting for Nivia near his motor matic, I don't know what he was still doing in the room. He returned a wave of Hansel's hand that went with his red Brio.

Kharis pressed his palms together, "huh, why every time I met him, I was always like this", his mind while rubbing both palms that still felt cold.

Back his eyes were directed to the door hoping that Nivia would appear soon, 15 minutes had she waited. Actually he wanted to return to the room, but reluctance to meet Levi again made him undo his intentions.

Levi, a figure who knows when has become the occupant of his heart. What is interesting is that Kharis was not able to explain clearly every time he saw Levi, there was something different in his heart, there was always a rumble, always wanting to look at that face.

Neighboring in a housing estate and although this year often met in various activities in the community built their papa office, Kharis and Levi never spoke to each other.

During this time Kharis only stole a glance or stared in silence whenever Levi led a meeting or arranged all their activities. Or looking out of the window of his room, as Levi rolled and put the ball into the basketball hoop attached to the outside wall of the garage of Levi's house.

Nivia appears later and immediately runs towards Kharis...

"Sorry. Mr. Levi asked for help in printing the division of the work area tomorrow."

"It's ok, let's go home."

Kharis got on his bike and put a helmet on his head, pressing the engine start button to look back to make sure Nivia was sitting properly.

"Helm is worn not on my lap, sweet lady..."

"Every driver, don't smell his helmet.."

Nivia held up the pink helmet in her hand staring at Kharis face in the rearview mirror.

"Son Levi didn't come home, Niv?" Kharis suddenly asked.

"What???"

Nivia patted Kharis on the shoulder, Kharis' voice could not be heard properly.

"Ah. nope," he shouted consciously with a helmet covering the head plus the sound of a motor vehicle the volume of his voice should be added.

"Why find out, whether he comes home or not is none of my business."

Kharis focused on the streets not wanting to dissolve in daydreams about the oriental-faced brother.

*****

Morning at the end of the week. Day H activities Baksos to flood-affected areas of the city, community sponsored activities children employees in this office. Kharis parked his matic side by side with a black pick-up car. This one-story building with several rooms is right behind the three-storey main building of his papa office.

The room he was heading to that was next to the cafeteria was still looking quiet from the outside. Kharis glanced at the watch on his right hand, seven past ten, 50 minutes earlier than the time set for gathering. Haha.he came too soon.

The entrance was already open meaning that someone had already come. Degg, Kharis' heart rhythm instantly changed. The familiar face, the neighbor who had never been absent filled his daydream was staring at him.

Kharis misbehaved, hesitant to decide, want to continue to go inside or. eventually slowly, cut off contact with the white-shirted figure, the same with the t-shirt that he used in uniform during meatballs, he went in and sat a little far away while picking up the phone in a bag. Again there was no greeting between them.

"Morning, hi baby...."

The soft voice of Peggy secretary of the Meatball Working Team broke the silence of the last thirty minutes. Peggy sat down next to Levi.

"I've got Yellow Rice, you haven't had breakfast yet."

The voice that was lurking was again heard in Kharis' ears.

"Thank you."

Levi picked up the parcel Peggy offered.

Kharis immediately lowered his head back to read the message of the group that was crowded. Since then actually he did not calm down to sit there alone with Levi and increasingly uncomfortable now hear the interaction of two people in front of him who seemed not to see it, but they both know, but they both know, peggy had thrown her sweet smile when her eyes rubbed with Kharis.

"He never talked to me, but with others as familiar as he was. Are they both dating?"

Taking up his mind, Kharis placed the helmet on his lap on the table and immediately moved with a sense of tightness in his heart, he decided to wait for the other friends outside.

Finally Hansel's car shows up, there's Nivia, Noni and Melva down. Simultaneously appeared Yudha, Enrico and Temmy with their respective motors. Kharis breathed a sigh of relief smilingly welcoming them.

"Yud, Rico. Move fast, guys. Let's try before 12 the division's over."

The Team Leader's voice rang out, he then got into a black pick-up car and rewinded the car to get closer to the room where the grocer was stored. Deftly jump into the open car, ready to wait for the sembako bags to be arranged properly.

Busyness was immediately visible, all the back and forth loading sembako, except Peggy who was busy with papers located in front of her. Several times Kharis' hand came into contact with Levi's hand while thrusting two red pockets in his hand. Damn for Kharis, his cold hands invited a faint smile of Levi.

"What's wrong with my body, does he know my hands are cold because of him. Why does he sometimes forget to take my hands off, on purpose?"

Kharis nelangsa can't hold a beat in the chest.

It must be better after this. Kharis Spirit...

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