Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Nobar Soccer
For almost a week Khaira lived alone in a house this big. This two-story house feels uninhabited, only Khaira alone lives in the house. Sometimes Khaira felt scared, from childhood she was never home alone. As long as there is a Father and Mother at home, but everything changes after he gets married. Solitude has become a daily life for the beautiful girl and the sweet smile. Often Khaira forgot to make a sound, because he was only in the room when he got home. A truly lonely state, befriended by solitude and solitude. For a week Radit did not return to that house.
This Saturday, because Khaira is on holiday, Khaira decided to refresh for a moment. The days are just spent working on the script. Even the deadline to pursue graduation is two months away. Khaira has to be really focused to be able to get everything done on time.
But this time, Khaira felt herself in need of refreshing. For days in the house not hearing anyone's voice, and not talking to anyone made Khaira almost crazy. He is still a living being who communicates with others, but living alone makes him not communicate with anyone.
Considering this is Saturday, Khaira is trying to figure out a schedule to watch a football game. Khaira has loved football since she was a child, at Ammar's father's house she often stayed up with her father in the living room to watch his favorite team play.
So long surfing with his salary, finally Khaira found a place to watch together (Nobar) soccer matches. Khaira only needed a little entertainment after a very hard week for him.
The football match he will see will take place at 7 p.m. Khaira thinks it's okay to go out for a night out, after the game is over, Khaira will be back home soon.
That afternoon Khaira had been gearing up for jeans and a red soccer jersey with a patch of the "Manchester United" logo", yes Khaira is a big fan of the Manchester City pride club since he was a child. Khaira excitedly drove her car and rushed to the cafe.
The atmosphere is nobar on the second floor, some people have come to wear a red Jersey like Khaira, and some are wearing blue Jersey. At that time there was a super big match between Manchester United vs Chelsea, so the red and blue colors dominated the clothes of the visitors that evening.
When the match had only started for a moment and Khaira was focused on seeing the match, a voice seemed to greet her.
"Hi, Khai. You're Khaira, right?" Say the voice that then sat near Khaira.
Khaira looked around for the source of the voice.
"Dyed Dishes?" Khaira can't believe she's reunited with Dimas after all this time. And, this Dimas is Radit's office partner.
"Yes, I'm Dimas. Haven't seen Khai in a long time? We last saw him at the Mall. How many months is it?" Dimas recalled his meeting with Khaira a few months ago.
"Yes, it's been a long time. Is Dimas alone?" Khaira asked Dimas who was choosing the menu he wanted to order.
"No. I'm the same guy, he just went to the toilet."
"O..." Khaira simply answered so and refocused on watching the football match before him.
"Gue findin' everywhere, bro. You're in here?" The friend that Dimas meant had already come and he had Dimas shift his seat because he would also sit.
After his seat had settled down, Dimas' friend swept around him with his eyes, and he had not expected to see Khaira sitting before him.
"Khaira's..." In his heart, his mouth could not speak.
While Khaira who was being noticed was unaware. He is so focused on the football game that is going on. Sometimes the girl shows a face of enthusiasm when Manchester United players try to score, sometimes her face is also anxious when the opposing player has the ball and attacks the opponent's defense box.
For some reason, Khaira slightly circulated her gaze. His eyes were resounding with a netra that for a moment watched him in silence.
The deg!
Khaira's heart skipped a beat, as she saw Radit staring at her with the glare of his sharp, hard-to-understand eyes. Khaira chose to throw her face away, avoiding Radit's gaze.
"Khai, you like football too? Until her Jersey make up." Ask Dimas to Khaira.
"Yes Brother. I have loved football for a long time. All the European football leagues I know, but the most fun is just this Manchester United." Khaira's story with her sparkling eyes.
"As Radit dong, he also likes Manchester United. The jersey is a lot of ampe. Every season you buy, don't you think Dit?"
"Hmm, yes." Radit's answer is short.
"Why do you think Manchester United are Khai?" The curious Dimas finally asked Khaira.
"Because my father likes it too, since childhood often invited Dad to watch Manchester United, so yes already... So like it until now."
"Have his Jersey too?"
"Yes, have."
"Chickens are rare when they love football."
"Many girls actually like soccer, maybe deliberately hiding." Khaira replied because there are actually many girls who like football.
The second round of talks ended when the second round of matches began. Khaira as usual focused on seeing that football match. And, again Radit reviewed a little smile at the corner of his lips when he saw the various expressions of Khaira when he saw football. Even the girl appeared to stand up and clenched her hands into the air when the Manchester United player managed to score.
"Truly a unique girl. Didn't expect to see him here. He also loves football." Radit muttered in his heart as his eyes that occasionally stole a glance at Khaira.
The game for 90 minutes passed with a 2-1 win for Manchester United. With the end of the match, then Khaira immediately put the phone into his sling bag, waiting for some people who jostled down to go home, Khaira will also be home soon.
"You want to go straight home, Khai? Not a weekly night?" Dimas looks at Khaira who is rushing home.
"No, sister, I'm first." Pamit Khaira started to stand up from her seat.
"Definitely been waiting for her boyfriend? Tell me to join here. Weekly night first."
Hearing the words of Dimas, Khaira also glanced at Radit who was also looking at him.
"Hmm, there's no boyfriend. But I actually have a husband."
Hearing Khaira's words, Dimas laughed and shook his head.
"What's? Couldn't you have a husband? Aren't you still in college?" Dimas showed a face of disbelief.
"Take a big brother. I didn't lie. Yes, I went home first, Brother Dimas." Khaira passed away, occasionally glancing at Radit who was still sitting in his place.
Although Khaira is currently living alone, she remains aware of her status as a wife. Although her husband does not acknowledge her existence, Khaira only wants to be a wife who is aware of her status and position. After all, the goal to the cafe is just to nobar. As soon as the football game was over, Khaira returned home. Back to friends with a lonely.