The Obsession of the Enthusiast

That's so...

"Eh, is Mala still here?" Wana raised her eyebrows to find Nirmala still in her room.

The woman is now sitting at Wana's study desk wearing glasses and typing on her laptop.

Nirmala just smiled wryly. "Yes Dek, you've been hitching a few days, haven't you?"

"I even like there are friends. Still not open the same door Mas Jaka? If that's the case, I heard Sah's wife can sue through the green table, brother,"

Nirmala frowned and stopped her typing. Then he looked at his sister.

"Wife Legit? Mean you?"

Wana immediately realized that she had spoken wrongly. "Eh, hehe, forget it brother, I just said it wrong,"

The girl rushed towards the bathroom.

"Wait," Nirmala stopped Wana's steps by grabbing her wrist.

Duh! Me and My big Mouth, Wana lamented in her heart.

"Wana, do you know how far and from where?"

And Wana took a long breath.

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It was sunny this morning, but Wana felt very tired. Looks like he's just gonna skip college.

Her brother has gone to work.

Last night Nirmala cried after seeing the photos on Wana's phone.

But Wana didn't dare to interfere, so Wana kept quiet. When Nirmala was done, she did not say a word, just curled up under the blanket while occasionally huffing.

Wana was very sad her brother had to go through this incident. But he had predicted it when he caught his sister-in-law with another woman. He also knew Nirmala's temperament and patience. So Nirmala can definitely get through this.

Perhaps, Wana will return Nirmala's money only. He felt he was playing enough.

There is no desire to have the Birkin. His brother needs more money than he does.

Bodo time with Stela, he also does not care about the daddies.

Till...

Cellphone's ringing. The name 'Om Judes' is on his phone screen. Wana frowning.

Why did Om Artha call me this early in the morning?! Is there any urgent business?

"Yes Om?" Wana.

"I'm in front of your boarding house" a firm and deep voice from across the phone.

"In the meantime Om, I'm out" said Wana.

The girl hung up her phone and looked at herself in the mirror.

He is weighing a few things. Do I have to shower first? Wash your face first brush your teeth?

Dandan first? Change clothes first? He still wears a sling shirt and his sleeping hotpants.

"Go brush your teeth" murmured Wana lazily.

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"Yes Om?" wana asked as she got into Artha's car. At that time Artha used a company car, a luxury jeep but not too flashy. So Wana just got in the parked car.

Artha looked stunned staring at Wana. He saw Wana from above his head, down again to his ankles, up again to his head, so continued for a few seconds.

"Omm?" tanya Wana resuscitated Artha.

Artha looked stunned for a bit then took a deep breath.

"Aren't you in college?"

"Once lazy Om, it feels tired,"

"Have breakfast?"

"Not yet,"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Hm? What yes? Just a porridge, huh?"

"We go to Pasar Baru only yes, there is good porridge there,"

"What's going all the way to the New Market? That's a distance of 5 meters there's brother-branch porridge. It's good too Om, I buy it first yes," Wana will go out of the car to buy porridge, but Artha prevents it.

"Wait," Artha said, "You want to buy porridge in that shirt?!"

"What's wrong with this shirt?"

"Your pants are too short,"

Wana stared at the porridge queue in front of them, "How many kok mbak-mbak whose clothes are like mine,"

"I don't care about anything else, you wait inside," heed Artha as he got out of the car and approached the porridge, accompanied by the bengong gaze of Wana.

The queue is quite long, because it is still morning and in this area there are indeed many student boarding places.

Many people stared at Artha who started to stand at the very back of the line. Some girls steal glances and smile seductively.

And Artha was uncomfortable.

So the man shouted to the porridgeer, "Hoy Bang! I appreciate a bowl of a hundred thousand, but I'm upfront," exclaimed Artha.

The porridgeer's brother immediately turned his head with sparkling eyes. "Love the way for your father! Love the road!" Excited the porridge porridge maker.

The normal bowl of porridge is only 12 thousand...

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"Cock fast, Om?!" Wana Takjud exclaimed as Artha carried two bowls of porridge into the car. "... and without Styrofoam?" Connect Wana.

Because the porridge maker is actually women in this complex, a little late will run out. But Artha can get it in five minutes.

"He said the bowl did not need to be returned" said Artha.

"Make me only if that, quite added kitchen pottery," hissed Wana while starting to stir the porridge.

And then they just stay in the car while enjoying a bowl of warm porridge typical of the boarding complex.

Actually, if you judge the ingredients one by one, it will not be as good as made by the chef. Why does it feel so calming?

Is it because he ate it with this baffle? Thought Artha was astonished.

He glanced at Wana who was excited to eat while observing the atmosphere around them.

He was so happy to eat his porridge, did I just give working capital to the porridgeer so he could open a porridge shop near here and have employees?! Thought Artha again.

"Ohiya, Om not working? How come you come here early? No way I'm just going to have breakfast, right?" ask Wana.

Artha handed the sealed bottle of mineral water to Wana, the girl accepted it while sneering.

Ceile, white water is Fiji's brand? How am I doing refilling the galonan?! Thought Wana.

Actually the bottle should I simple to show off hedon. Inner again.

"Your boyfriend didn't come to college?" ask Artha.

Wana raised her eyebrows, "Daughter?"

"That's semalem,"

"Kevin?"

Artha was silent.

"Om guessing she's my girlfriend?"

"So?"

"Yaaah, it's up to Om then" whispered Wana while raising her shoulders. After all, Wana was thinking even though Kevin was her boyfriend, it had nothing to do with Artha. Both are not who.

"I've investigated, he's one of the gig-olos belonging to Miss Dewi" said Artha.

"Yes, I know his profession. But the Goddess Ma'am? He said he did not even know Bu Dewi loh Om, he just said there because told his mother,"

"So you already know the profession?!"

"Yaaa, you know,"

"And you're still approaching him?!"

"What harm? I'm also looking for Daddy,"

"Do you like her?"

"Eh? Yes like it," hissed Wana while frowning feeling strange. He likes it because he doesn't hate it.

"Even if he's leaning?"

"He's kind to me, how come I hate him?"

Artha let out a heavy breath.

"What the hell are you looking for from him, already a boy, won a handsome doang," murmured Artha.

"You can't insult him, you're the holiest pretender,"

"Why don't you find another girlfriend?"

"Well, how do you want to find another boyfriend, my guy just doesn't have a girlfriend yet" murmured Wana.

Artha looked at her quickly.

"You said Kevin was your girlfriend,"

"Nobody said that," said Wana. "Om who draws his own conclusions. Besides, whoever my girlfriend is Om's business?"

"Because yesterday you'd rather have him back than me,"

"Yes Om serem look so how dare I decapitate?! Kevin was nolongin me from a raging aunt-uncle who was jealous because her husband was the target of my daddy! That's why we went to the hospital because the wound was thrown Vase. If there isn't him, the one that's going to rip even my eel, kali!"

Artha was stunned, trying to digest everything and connect the red thread that had been tangled.

"Certainly why was yesterday Om still there? I'll just ask Om to come home" Omel Wana.

"You want to be my girlfriend?"

"Eh?"