The Obsession of the Enthusiast

Gaes Ngemall

"Come, you take it to AYCE?! You want him to squirm your fat belly fullness?"

"Habiiis I'm a Kev laper! I think I'm going to have a period, if it's meat,"

"Fatal, Non! I recently had my first date at AYCE! Korean restaurant with hahahaha! Ah, ruined by now... Surrender me!" Kevin.

"What's wrong?"

"That first date should look pretty!"

"Isn't that fake? After all, he's been squirming me snot at the cafe when I cry,"

"Crying why?"

"Gue mergokin my sister-in-law cheated on a woman who was pregnant,"

"Well, bad!"

"I cry. That's in front of Om Artha loh,"

"Tell me if your sister is a widow, I'm ready to cheer up" Kevin smiled cunningly.

"Awas you disturbing Sister Mala, I hung your gun!"

"Et bye, use ngancem everything," muttered Kevin.

A flickering hand painted with red nails hugged Kevin from behind and stroked the boy's chest. "Darling, yuk again?" The sexy voice of a woman.

"Udah's running out, Auntie,"

"No papa, I transfer again huh? Please?" He opened Kevin's towel and the woman knelt down.

Kevin leaned against one of the cabinets while closing his eyes and complaining.

"Kevs? Hello Kev? You're still there, right? Hooooiii??" call Wana from across.

"Eh, ohiya," sizzled Kevin, almost forgetting the same Wana. But the aunt's tongue was so warm. "Anyway, non. You change the place to eat, the romantic can be alone. You can wear a sweet dress, baby doll dress too. The best flowers motif. Hemisphere does not need to look important lo fragrant. Okay cuy?! l am... Aunt, slow down, hush! Don't get it later I'll drop out! Oh, my gosh," sighed Kevin.

"What else is it?" asked Wana while squinting suspicious eyes.

"After work" Kevin's breath began to hunt. "Ohiya, don't forget it was the Om seduced. Dear call cake, touch spoiled cake, let his face not be gloomy just. I went offline first, the aunt tongue wrapped around. The bay!"

And the phone was closed.

A little while ago Wana realized that Kevin's job was a Baby and that guy was more professional. "Geez! Cuneiform! Hiii!!" The thrill itself when it realized that Kevin just answered his phone while ... Nevermind!

And Wana finally opened her closet.

Dress with floral motifs. Hm! Where are you at?

The old bag fell from the top of his closet.

"It takes time to get a nyari. My closet is like a mosquito nest!" lamented Wana while scratching her nape.

*

*

Artha tilted her head to see the appearance of Wana.

At that time Wana had just entered the car and was tightening her safety belt. "Why Om? Weird huh? Old dress but still enough,"

"eeeh, no... That's right," muttered Artha short.

Then the man turned to the front and closed his eyes, ordering that his brain stop fantasizing and his heart that suddenly beat so much calmer.

Wana appearance is not sexy, no visible hemisphere. But a white dress with baby doll paintings, long sleeves with balloon tips, and flat shoes of matching color, looks very very sweet!

"Om, I don't think I'm eating AYCE, we're going to a regular restaurant? I booked a place,"

"Hm" murmured Artha.

"It's a romantic place, but it's a bit expensive, isn't it, papa? He specializes in western cuisine, but he was the first to sell red velvet in Indonesia,"

"Hm,"

"The cake is delicious too Om,"

"Hm,"

"Om sleepy huh? So it's better date tomorrow, now it's still weeks Om,"

"Father,"

Silent,

"Well on, honey?"

Artha's eyes immediately opened and digested quickly.

What did Wana call him?

I'm really high-level... Must take high blood medication. Thought Artha.

And a forefinger touched his arm, "No papa would it be Om if I called 'honey'? We're going out,"

Duh! Thought Artha. His heart beats increasingly erratically. He was still tense in his chair, with fingers tightly grasping the steering wheel of the car.

"Do you want another call, dear? Like honey or..."

"That's enough," sizzled Artha. "We go where you want to go" and Artha starts the engine.

Wana noticed Artha's behavior from earlier looks wrong behavior. Then the girl smiled thinly, a bit cunning.

Great for Kevin. Really expert! Though only called 'Sayang' doang so calm like this! Thought Wana was happy.

*

*

Legendary Mall Central Jakarta Area.

Wana leisurely walked down the herniated shopping area, bustling with people. But it's not a holiday. Every now and then his gaze was glued to observe the window, occasionally he also noticed the surroundings.

Some of the guys in the group gave him a 'cat calling' which was immediately stared very cynically by Artha. Moreover, his figure was a huge spooky height with his long hair that was now being parsed. So that the horde became directly jiper and pretended to chat again. Though his eyes were anxious lyrics.

Had caught Wana's ear, whispers "There Sugar Baby" from the people around.

Wana cuek only. Iri said, Boss!

The two of them walked together while heading to the restaurant, but in the middle of the road Wana was interested when she saw the discount bag... Eiger (luck).

"Nijer! Discount bo! When again?" eyes sparkling. Though near there is a branded bag shop plastered, but Wana is more interested in backpacks.

"Om, uh, honey!" Wana looked at Artha like a kitten. Shining and excited. "I, uh, I saw the discount for a second! It's got a backpack for college!"

"Huh? A backpack?" Artha's eyes grew bigger. Next he tries to prevent Wana, but the girl is already ngibrit into the crowd.

Then Artha stared to the side, there was a spacious Armani Exchange shop. There also sell backpacks. But Wana instead chose the ones made in Indonesia.

And if you ask, Artha could have bought all the bags in Armani.

Next, a few minutes later, Wana returned with two plastic toes filled with bags and a satisfied smile.

"Care half the price! Just buy two hahahaha!" he's indisposed.

"Aren't you interested in this?" Artha pointed at the shop behind her.

Wana looked and then frowned.

"Lecturers put bags under the chair, continue to do our job sitting on the campus floor is sure the bag will also be dirty-dirt tiles, sometimes we put the slebor if eating in the cafeteria. It feels good to have an expensive bag. After all, the function is the same. Unless there's a bodyguard with a Stela kayak bag,"

"Hmmm," Artha muttered. "Aren't you working in the library?"

"Sometimes, but the perpus bench is limited and there should not bring food to drink. Finally smacking again on the floor of the corridor, hehe,"

"Oh that,"

"The restaurant's there,"

And a word flashed in Wana's mind.

Don't forget it was the Om seduced. Dear call cake, touch spoiled cake, let his face not be gloomy just. (Kevin Mode On Voice).

"Your darling?" Wana held out her white lentic hand (the result of a patent white injection as well, so it was like her color wall) towards Artha.

The story asked to be held.

Artha just remained silent as she saw the hand outstretched towards her. He was like a dead lampuu (do not sing, plis), his body was like a short moment and could only be stunned staring at Wana's hand.

"Kok quiet?" Wana moved her finger impatiently. Code: Join me dong Mas, pegel nih!

Finally Artha gave up, took her hand out of her pants pocket, and welcomed Wana's hand.

Soft, frail as well as. Can a girl's hand be this smooth? Thought Artha takjud.

Wow, warm and big. Men's hands are like this? Hard and manly, gileee! Thought Wana.

"Here's your groceries," hissed Artha while picking up two large plastic bags in Wana's hand.

Wana smiled, hiding her sense of herd.

Great, only capital is coupled so I can be brought the same groceries African Lion Judes. Especially if I love more, have taken a trip to Mars my time.

But how am I feeling, huh?! It feels like it's protected. Thought Wana.

Her cheeks are now reddish.

And they both walked together towards a cheerful future.

With a note, the author is not suddenly badmood.