The Obsession of the Enthusiast

Beautiful to Fall in Love

Artha's feelings are now uncertain. Between wonder, gasp, and definitely the headache.

The man counted his time in the world.

He fell in love, once. Her teenage years were spent in Quebec. Women there are mostly foreign-born, so the various cultures that can enter there produce a unique and attractive face.

Already so, the habits of Canadian women are calm and gentle. Of course Artha had fallen in love, many times.

While in the country of his mother's birth, Indonesia, to raise his business, he also experienced interest in some local women. Even to have children. At that time, the two of them were crazy about each other.

The woman's name is Yuni.

But circumstances say something else.

When trying to get married, the original nature begins to appear.

Yuni was not as loyal a woman as she had thought. His understated attitude covered many scandals behind him. Artha was heartbroken and fed up with women.

Since then the tongue has begun to be created.

Women as gentle and gentle as Yuni alone can still cheat. Are there no respectable women in this world? How thought.

Long story short even though they do not match each other, but for the sake of the baby they still live in the house.

The suffering of her boyfriend while pregnant and giving birth to Stela made Artha did not have the heart to accuse her of anything.

Even more surprising, during labor, Yuni refused to be accompanied by Artha. The one next to Yuni clasping the woman's fingers while enduring the pain was another man whom Artha was unfamiliar with.

But the DNA results showed Stela's match with Artha 98%.

Artha was willing to believe the test results, until she saw with her own eyes, it turns out Yuni also has a special relationship with the doctor DNA examiner.

The report on paper is considered to be invalid Artha.

But lazy to argue, Artha is willing to take responsibility for Stela's life until now.

His master women are manipulative, with their indulgence and tenderness. Flirtation penetrates into the body of a man, forked tongue removes the alluring poison.

Artha's attitude became increasingly cynical towards the Creature of God this one. Including with Wana when the two of them first met.

But why doesn't anyone stir up her heart as big as Wana this baffle?! Others just knock on the heart, this one is arguably 'banging'.

Why at the age of twilight he even felt in love again? Artha thought those days were over. When this man decided to give up and close himself with women and wallow in work.

Is he entering second pubes? So puberty isn't a myth?!

Ah, nuts!

This girl in front of me, the more beautiful it is. Okay, he didn't make this change - it was for me.

The original purpose of Wana dress up even to attract the attention of other men. And the feeling to me now is arguably uncertain.

This Bawel made me gobsmacked from the beginning of our meeting. His attitude is what is often irritated, very natural, not made up.

All the women I approached considered me a coffer of money. This girl rarely even wants to buy.

After I considered it all night, I finally couldn't bear to watch him chase after another man besides myself. I decided his quest must be completed, his innocence must not be tarnished by the cruelty of reality.

If he wants Birkin, I'll give him even if he's useless.

Ask for a house, gold, diamonds, I'll work without a second thought, as long as he keeps looking at me, not another man. In other words, for this girl, I will give up on giving up all my selfishness that has lasted so long.

But still I don't agree that he's showing off an expensive bag.

Falling in love is hard. Especially at this age.

But not falling in love is even more concerning. Alone in the world without knowing its beauty.

"Darling?" Wana tilted her head to call Artha because the man was just silent while looking at her. The food in front of him was untouched, it was already getting cold. Artha from earlier only looked at Wana while glaring.

"Hm?" artha's mind returned to the real world.

"You don't eat? I chose the wrong restaurant?" tanya Wana was worried.

"No papa, you are not wrong, this is the right place," he said, holding up the mineral water in front of him,

"... tumben," he added.

"No need to add the word 'tumben'," grumbled Wana while sneering. His thin lips that had not been filled with filler conical, further adding to the impression of spoiled on his sweet face.

Artha hoped the lips would remain that way, not to be teased indistinctly by makeup technology.

"You're quick learning as well apparently," Artha sighed as she took her fork to begin eating raviolli on the plate in front of her.

"That's what Google is for. Just type in the keyword: romantic dining place for a first date. Straight out her recommendation," Wana grinned.

Honestly, I thought Artha amused. But that's what he likes about Wana. "Your father, look at the internet, that's it,"

"Once in a while compliment me why, anyway? it's so hard, huh?!"

"Today you are so beautiful" Artha muttered, but her voice was very slow.

"Huh?" Wana asked for a reconfirmation.

"No papa," hissed Artha.

"So I didn't hear! Did you say whataaa?"

"Udah passed, forget it," murmured Artha as she ate her dinner.

"Nyebelin," grumbled Wana again.

The ravioli are just pasta, but why does it taste so delicious?

While Wana eats not shy. He ordered a hamburger and some deserts. Maybe he really wants to eat AYCE, All You Can Eat restaurant that can be as happy as eating by only paying one time. But for the sake of romance Wana forced herself here.

The result is that his appetite is unstoppable.

"Mas-mas," call Wana to waitress. "His oxtail soup agent" he said.

"You really like oxtail soup?"

"No, it's not ordinary. I don't like it, but I don't hate it either. But ever since I had oxtail soup at your hotel, I've wanted to compare the taste of the same cuisine but different places,"

"In other words, it's your join activity,"

"Yes, you could say that,"

"Is there a special effect on the cuisine?"

"There,"

"What?"

"The first time you are stingy is saying: just order as much,"

Artha chuckled at hearing that. "Yes, it's just the same for you. It's pity, anyway,"

Wana stopped her chewing, then smiled. "Try calling me 'honey',"

Artha glanced at him at a glance, then snorted. "I don't indulge in that kind of intimacy,"

"I mean," said Wana won't lose.

"Keep what if I don't want to?"

"I'm the kind of woman who, if not in the mouth, will doubt constantly,"

"I don't like dreadlocks" because Artha repeatedly said 'honey' to the woman he loved, but the results were traumatic.

"Buy me Birkin," Wana changed the topic at lightning speed.

"OK," Artha, without a second thought, grabbed her phone to contact her assistant.

"I'm kidding" said Wana quickly.

Artha stopped her typing fingers. "Handid you?"

"Yesterday you said you did not want to buy me because there is no investment value, now you without direct consideration want to order" said Wana.

And the man also sighed.

Wana continued her sentence, "Actually you are the one, Om Artha? I'm so confused," said Wana while frowning. "Begging you to call baby won't, but yesterday shot. Nagging about investment but even buying intending to unprofessional goods,"

"You will know" said Artha.

The man considers himself just someone with a lot of misfortune when dealing with women.

"I want to know now, right now, right here. This is the right place, we talk without being heard. If you take this relationship seriously, you'll tell me, "not that Wana is an experienced woman. All these sentences he fully quoted from Drakor. The drama that teaches Wana about the twists and turns of human love relationships.

Artha let out a heavy sigh, then leaned back in her chair while folding both of her arms in front of her chest.

"I.." murmured Artha. "I fell in love with you. No other reason,"

Wana's stunned.

The girl's cheeks were instantly red.

"I thought you were naive, innocent, childish" Artha said.

"I am, indeed,"

"Yes you are. But it turns out you managed to drain my attention. I will try to keep you mine. So tonight I made a decision. To make you, however, remain mine,"

"Birkin's included,"

"Includes that. Even though I think it's ridiculous,"

"Now I think it's ridiculous,"

"Hem,"

"Then call me baby. I like romantic things. It's okay, once in a while,"

Artha smiled, her typical smile that seemed cynical, contrary to her sad gaze.

The man reached into his pants pocket, though,

and put a small box in front of Wana.

Slowly he opened the lid.

Diamond necklace, her eyes are large and glittering, with her beautiful white chain.

"I want to take care of you, please allow me," Artha said with full decisiveness. There is no doubt in his intonation.

This man is serious about Wana.

And it means more than just a 'honey' call'.