Oh My Cecunguk
Neighbors sucks

"Finally you go home too, Alea," Alan said. She spread out both hands, wanting to embrace me.

I pushed her body away. "Stop looking for opportunities!"

Alan nodded at me.

"Surge! Don't block my path" I asked as I pushed her sideways and walked past her.

"You're so rude, Alea," he said. He walked behind me.

I pulled the key from the bag. Then open the door to the room.

"Why are you following me? Go to your own room," I'll be kicked out when Alan comes in.

Again Alan did not speak to me. He walked in and sat his body on the sofa. I looked at him irritated.

To have him leave with words is like talking to a rock. He will not change position. Wanting to lift and throw it out was also impossible. Just lifting the gallon I've been hassled. Moreover, lifting the body of Alan who was as big as a baby kingkong. Though thin but taller than me, I couldn't do it, heavy. In the end, I had to give up and let it go.

"Alea, I'm hungry" Alan said.

If you are hungry, eat! Why even report to me.

"Didn't you hear? I said I was hungry" he said again. This time with a louder voice.

I looked up, looking at him. "Can't you just talk slow? I'm not deaf" I said.

"I've spoken slowly, but you've ignored me" she protested.

I looked at him grimly. He wanted to kick it out but couldn't. Instead of continuing to argue with him better find out his wishes and follow him so that he quickly leaves. "What do you want?" my many.

"You" he said grinning.

I snorted, annoyed. But instead of fearing Alan laughed. "You're so cute when you're angry" he said.

Really crazy! Where there are cute angry people.

I was breathing rough. Dealing with it does require extra patience. I don't know what sins I've committed. Until God got angry and tested me by sending in annoying neighbors like Alan.

"I'm not kidding, Al. Quickly tell me what you want and leave immediately. I want to rest" I said in a soft voice.

The man looks sparkling. "Well, that's dong. You're more beautiful when you talk softly like that" he said, praising.

I rolled my eyes, bored.

"I'm hungry, Alea. Let's eat," he asked.

"I'm not hungry, you eat alone" I said, refusing.

"You know, I don't have any money. My money ran out to buy you a walk that time."

"Who told you to spend it. I'm not asking you to treat me."

"You're so mean, Alea. Aren't we friends? Why won't you help me?"

"I am cruel. So go-don't bother me, you're just friends with the others."

"Okay," cried Alan.

I glanced at him for a moment. The man was holding his stomach.

"Stop acting, I know you're pretending. I will not be deceived anymore" I said, turning away. Remembering what happened a few days ago when Alan lied to me by pretending to be sick.

"This time I'm not lying, Alea. My stomach really hurts" he said.

I looked back at him. Surprised when he saw his face paled. I ran over to Alan who was lying on the sofa. And crouching in front of him.

"You okay?" my question, panic.

"How is it okay, my stomach hurts so much, it looks like I'm going to die" he said.

"Don't! Don't die."

Alan's staring. Then smile wide.

I looked at him in wonder. He can still smile in the same condition as he is now.

"Now you're starting to like me huh, Alea?"

"Don't be silly. I don't like you at all" I rebutted with a mocking laugh.

"Hey .. don't be shy, just admit that you like me. The proof is that you're worried about me, you don't want me to die either."

"Stop talking nonsense, Al. I don't like you. I don't care if you die either. Just don't die in my room. I don't want to be a witness" I said, honestly.

"You must be lying, I can't believe it."

"It's up to you to believe it or not, Al. Now the most important thing is let's go to the hospital. Don't let you die in my place" I said. Help him wake. This guy is skinny but heavy.

Alan sat back down. "No need to go to the hospital. I just need some food. I'm so hungry Alea" he said. He looked at me with a clear face.

"Then wait a minute I'll buy you some food." I ran to get my wallet out of my bag. Then wear a sweater.

"Where are you going?" alan asked as I was about to get out.

"Where else, of course buy food."

"You left me here alone? What if I die?" tanyakanya.

"Then what should I do? I can't possibly carry you and carry you along to buy food."

Ah, true. Maybe because I was panicking too much. So don't think there. I went back to Alan and sat down next to him.

"What do you want to eat?" askaku while opening an app that sells food and drinks online.

"anything. Just look for the closest one" Alan said.

"OK." I chose fried rice and grilled chicken. One serving each.

"I ordered it" I said. Put my phone back on the table. Then walk to the back to get some drinking water.

"For a while drink water first, to fill your stomach so as not to be too hungry" I said. Give her a glass of water.

Alan drank it up the toilet.

"Again?" my many.

"Enough. Can be bloated later if most drink," he replied. He put the empty glass on the table.

"Still sick to the stomach?" my many.

"Now it's better, it's not as painful as before" he said in a weak voice.

"Then just lie down" I said.

"No. This is okay." Alan leaned his head back. Eyes closed.

I sat next to Alan. Seeing him droop like that made me feel sorry. It sucks but it helps me a lot. "You haven't eaten since when? Why does it hurt my stomach?" my many.

Alan opened his eyes again. "I don't remember. Maybe two days ago, he said.

My eyes were wide, shocked. "Are you crazy! You wanna die? Why not eat that long?"

"I know you're shocked, but can you not hit me while talking to me? I wonder why women love to hit when they talk or laugh." Alan rubbed his arm.

"sorry. It's spontaneous. I can't control it. They're moving on their own" I said. Pointing both my hands with the eyes.

"alright. Your apology is accepted."

"Now explain it to me. Why don't you eat for two days? Do you feel so good that you don't need to eat?" my question, again.

"Didn't I explain it? I don't have money to buy food. You forbid me from eating people and also told me to stop asking for food to my friends who own restaurants" he said.

"That's true. But you're supposed to be trying to make money, not starve all day."

"I've been looking, but I haven't found the money."

I felt strange when Alan said the last sentence. Is he really trying to make money? Or just rely on his mouth. "Where are you looking?" my many.

"Where. In my room, in the bathroom, in my wallet, in my wardrobe and even on the street, but I can't find it anywhere" he said innocently.

I grit my teeth, scuffles. I feel like I want to slap his head into a concussion. He used to say I was stupid, but he himself was more stupid. No. gabe. He's not stupid but an idiot.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you using me in your heart?" tanyakanya.

"For what I put you in my heart. If I want I can say it right in front of you."

I got up and walked up and took my phone that was ringing. Apparently a call from the courier delivering the food. I immediately went downstairs to get it. After that, go back upstairs and hand the food over to Alan.

"You didn't eat?" ask Alan in between the chews.

"I'm not hungry" I said without looking at him.

"Then why did you buy two servings of food?" tanyanya, again.

"I don't know what food you like. So I bought those two so you could pick one."

"No matter what the food is, as long as it's you, I'll love it, Alea."

I looked towards him. He smiled at me when our eyes met. "I didn't ask" I said, turning back to look at my laptop.

"What are you doing?"

"Sleep," I said briefly.

"I just found out that people sleep with their eyes open."

You fucking kid. Why doesn't he just eat quietly and get the hell out of here.

"You have eyes and you also see what I'm doing, why are you still asking" I said, furious.

"So angry" he laughed. "But it's okay. You look cute when you're angry" he added.

I think he's crazy! I looked back at the laptop. Doing office work.

"Alea," she called.

"What?" I said without looking at it one bit. Focus on my work.

"May I ask you something?"

"Ask me."

"How much do you love your girlfriend?" tanyakanya.

I looked up, looking at him. He was looking at me too. The two of us looked at each other for a few seconds.

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