The Obsession of the Enthusiast

Other Party

"Not eat?" ask Artha.

"Om's,"

"Diet because yesterday's cholesterol all right? Excess calories," joked Artha.

Wana sneers. "I don't think I've eaten all day. But the menu at the hotel Om amazing wenak!"

"Yes, I do not carelessly choose a partner for the hotel," murmured Artha while chopping meat.

Wana gulped, from the smell it seemed like the steak that Artha ordered was pretty good. So he took a fork and stabbed one of the pieces of meat from Artha's plate.

A second later her thin lips revealed a smile like a baby with a new toy. Then both of his hands began to sway indistinctly.

"Eennaaaak," murmured Wana.

"The agent there rather than the invasion got me on," said Artha.

"OK Om," and Wana pick up the menu book near start choosing food.

"By the way, I prefer to see women dressed gracefully with no visible hemispheres. Anyone knows that your size is above average. Showing cleavage will only make you look cheap, like you want to be tucked in the middle of the dollar" Artha said while eating.

"That's it Om? So I have to find a more covered dress for next week,"

"Maybe a pastel dress with brocade accents suits you,"

"Brokat? Who made the condo?"

"No, brocade today is a more modern model. You're just looking,"

Wana did not immediately respond, she investigated Om Silver.

"Om, do you understand so much about women why are they still single? Not a big one, huh?"

"Great?"

"Yes, or Om likes to play solo,"

Artha just chuckled.

"No, if just a baby does not have, but if channeled usually helped,"

"Help?"

"You just quietly, next week we're going to the Goddess's party. The supplier's side job,"

"Supplier?"

Artha raised her eyebrows with another intention. "Crowd and baby suppliers,"

Wana's face shone.

"Hoooo, it turns out there's an organization too!"

"If independent like you, a little hard to get daddy. But if there is a Mami, usually routine will be. But yes income is divided,"

"Keep, Om likes the baby message from this Lady Goddess?"

"One-two women a month won't interfere with my work,"

Wana turned her lips and looked.

“Terus... Why should we eat at a restaurant 10 kilos away from campus, anyway?” grumble Om Silver while slicing the meat steak size of his jumba.

“Let's not meet the campus people! In part why Om still approached me when I said please pretend not to know me! Kan Rector sir so suspicious tuh!” Wana sips drinks of various colors.

A sour and sweet taste instantly adorned his tongue. Fresh!

Wana frowned happily, “Esnya asem! Bangeeeet girl!” he cringed happily.

Artha raised her eyebrows seeing the behavior of Wana whose only pleasure is due to ice yakult, snatching the glass and tasting the contents. “How do you like the same thing that feels Asem is not clear like this?!"

“Hih! Kan situ already pesen coffee, drink pesenan yourself dong!” Wana snatched her glass, “Nyicip but the shavings can run out until half a glass! Nyicipin model what the hell is this om!”

“Pesen again as far as you thereaa,” Artha's nagging.

“Yes yes I was treated," Wana waved to one of the waitresses. "Mas! Mas! I want to enjoy the colors ijo, blue and purple too! All steak kayak patack-bapack judes in front of me,” Excite Wana to waitress.

“Awas not exhausted, I force you to take a shower with ice,”

“Ngomel was already a part of himself Om huh? Why is it so Om? Jutek only!” Wana sipped until she finished her drink.

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So, a week later, Wana in her casual outfit stepped confidently into the Lamborghini Artha. They made a pact to meet at a Mall to next go together to the party of Dewi Tunggullangit, the famous capital artist to foreign countries, he said.

Artha let out a heavy sigh as Wana went inside and tightened her belt.

"Why Om?" ask Wana.

"No papa,"

"Kok look Om tortured, like being chased by the tax director general?"

"Bawel," murmured Artha while gasping.

What Wana doesn't know is...

In the dressing of a graceful white brocade top with no sleeves and casual pants, Wana looks very very beautiful.

Moreover, the bag and shoes of Jimmy Choo silvery glamorous hour rent a million, very graceful. Wana could be the center of attention at the party later!

"I'm not beautiful, Om?"

"It's normal" Artha replied quickly. Completely lying to cover the turmoil of the heart.

"Well Om! It's so hard to get Jimmy Choo, mostly Hermes, Dior, Chanel, I'm so cool!"

"Yeah, better than last week," Artha's diplomacy finally answered.

"Hehehe," kekeh Wana was satisfied.

"Have you eaten?"

"Udah Om,"

"Take pepper spray?"

"Bring yourself a drink, right?"

"Ready Om!"

"Hape isn't disilent, is it?"

"Vibrate sling and max ring volume,"

"Good, man,"

"This is me like a high school boy released by his father for a courtship permit in the square,"

"So later I will not accompany you, I gather the same who has an event to talk about the project,"

"Hooo, if you're an entrepreneur, work 24/7, o'm,"

"Yes, while diving drink cendol,"

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The latest EDM music frenzy blared into the entire club room. The smell of cigarette smoke, alcohol, perfumes, even the smell of sh4bu (hm) are all jumbled up. Wana can't even talk to Om Silver except with sign language.

Artha had to pull up Wana's waist to get closer to her because the girl almost fell due to a group of women swaying brutally.

Wana finally hugged Artha's arm tightly because she did not want to be carried away by human currents.

Wana's crazy chest pressed Artha's arm tightly. Makes the man want to say: Uda deh mending you so my baby, You need what the hell?! Want a 150-story tower? Want a hundred carat diamond?

Artha needs a wife.

And the point here is the real wife. Who connect when invited to talk, not only about business and property. What could make the man laugh without burden, could make him relax without having to think about manners. And he was sure that a girl like Wana who considered this mortal world naive might not be matre and would be wise to run the household.

But at this twilight age, if you ask a girl like Wana to be his wife, he even pity. If Wana ever really considered him a husband, would he be ready to leave Artha first into the ground?

Even though the title is still a rich young widow.

Artha's daydream was diverted as Wana pulled Artha's neck with her two thin hands to slightly bow. The girl whispered in front of her ear, "Where is the Goddess Ma'am? I want to say hepi bedey!"

"No, his birthday was last week. You're a guerrilla there, make sure your bags do not move owners, I don't want to replace the losses, yes,"

"Yeah," muttered Wana.

And the woman broke away from Artha. Accompanied by Om Silver's gaze.

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"Finally tenaaang," muttered Wana relieved as she reached the 3rd floor of the club. He could still see the hubbub on the ground floor, and thanks to the VIP access from Om Silver, Wana could enter the more exclusive 3rd floor.

There are a few people at the casino tables and bars. And there are large sofas that are soft and look comfortable occupied.

Then, he was determined to order the Champagne yesterday, because that time was plagued with the existence of that pesky corset, so this time Wana would take it more seriously.

"There's... Dom what is that?" ask Wana to the bartender.

"Dom's? Dom Perignon mean brother huh?"

"Yes,"

"What year are you going to be?"

"Surprise me," this is a biased answer. Because Wana really does not know the difference in taste in old year drinks and new year.

"Okay sister," said the bartender with a grin.

Tip 7: Choose drinks that are not intoxicating but make you feel sexy.

Trick :

Those who want to stay halal can order sprakling or soda with a fresh citrus mixture. Do not try to ask: Mas, this already has the MUI label yet? because the answer is clear, meningan do not need to order any drinks.

Who does not care about faith, can order various types of Champagne or Chateau with a portion of no more than two glasses (wine means). If more than 2 glasses, most people are addicted and can not stop drinking until they do not remember status and honor.

Remember, don't order beer. Moreover, the types of miras nations vodka, whiskey, jackD, tequilla. You want to hunt daddy, not dugem until mabok.

Do not want tomorrow morning hangover continues to wake up at the busway stop in the position of head on the sidewalk and feet stuck on the bench?

The world of tiktokers.

Do not order tea or coffee, especially milk. You're at the club, not Indom4rt.

Water is more expensive than water. So please bring yourself in a small micellar water bottle, hide it in the makeup pouch. Another alternative if the securitinya like a demon should not bring a drink from the outside, order a lot of soda ice, spend the soda and wait for the ice to melt so that you can drink water. Do not drink tap water in the toilet.

Slovenly you.