The Obsession of the Enthusiast

Starting Debt Nyicil

Just a few seconds after Kevin came out of there, someone knocked on Wana's bedroom door.

Nirmala, her brother, came with a worried face. "Where?" call him.

"Yes, Brother?" replied Wana who immediately turned her head when she heard that voice. Wana did tell me last night that she couldn't go home until morning. Nirmala will stay at her boarding house again.

It turned out that the contents of his message had only been read by Nirmala this morning. It seems that Nirmala didn't stop by the Wana boarding house. Maybe he could go into his own house.

"Jeez Wanaaaa" Nirmala approached Wana and hugged her. "Why can you do this, baby? And why just WA? If you're urgent, you can call your sister!"

"Heeeeemmm, don't push, sister,"

"What isn't? You're in the hospital! What exactly is going on?!"

"Eh? Eeeerrr...A-a-anemia?!" Wana wasn't even sure she was really anemic. It might be true what Kevin said, if he was in shock. So the oxygen supply to his brain was reduced and he fainted.

"Can we?! You eat a lot!"

"Yaaaaa, maybe stress kali sis?!" Wana was reluctant to tell the true incident.

“Stress because what the hell? How to get into the hospital like this!?” Nirmala looked very panicked.

“I'm all right, brother. Look, not infused right?” Wana tries to convince Nirmala that none of this is as serious as she thought.

Just at that moment, Artha went into Wana's room.

“Ah, there is a guest apparently,” greet the man while approaching them

Nirmala looked at Artha while stunned. He knows this guy.

Who does not know the conglomerate of 12 Dragons? Especially marketing like himself is accustomed to memorizing all influential people in this country for the benefit of the prospect of achieving job targets.

“Oh, Mr. Arthasewu,” Nirmala extended her hand towards Artha. Artha greeted him warmly but as usual the man's face was flat expressionless. “I Nirmala Dierja, my sister Nirwana,” Nirmala handed over her business card.

The Jade Building and Construction, N. Ravished.

“Hm, Miss Dierja? Or I call like Wana calling you, Mala?’

“Mala only Sir, But in my office is known by the name Dierja anyway, even though it's my father's name,” Nirmala grinned.

“While your name is pretty good,” murmured Artha. “I ... “ Artha looked at Wana who had been tense to see the two of them getting acquainted.

They look at each other.

And Wana direct, “I go to WC first!!” yelled and got out of his bed, ran to the toilet and locked the door.

Nirmala looked directly at Artha, asking for an explanation. Artha smiled meaningfully.

"Please sit down first Mala," said Artha, inviting Nirmala to sit on one of the sofas. Nirmala also chose a strategic angle in order to hear Artha's explanation more comfortably.

"So, I brought Wana here. As we ate dinner, and talked, and then suddenly she fainted," Artha tried to choose words that would not drop Wana's pride.

"Is he really anemic, sir? An active child's woman feels like making it up,"

"Anemia is just an early diagnosis, but it doesn't feel like it, '" Artha grinned in a bad mood.

"So?"

"Yaaa, arguably, more to the shock of having kissed her,"

"Huh?" nirmala Gumam. "Sorry, how is Mr Artha?!"

"Hehe ..."

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“Bapak... seriously Sir? Can't be thought of more clearly?” asked Nirmala to Artha when Artha told her about her relationship with Wana, as well as the activities of Wana who had been naughty all this time.

Artha sighed deeply, “I actually did not think out either. Like there are no other women in my life. Ye know? I've had a lot of sex experiences, with many women in the world. Single guys like me always love a challenge. But Wana ..." Artha shook her head as if she also did not know what possessed her when she decided to possess Wana.

“... Wana's different. You must know his habits, you're his sister. She is a unique woman and I have never met such a woman. He's like hypnotizing with all that raking and pouting,”

This figure in front of him was not an indiscriminate person. A distinguished trillionaire, and his age is more than 2x the age of Wana. People rarely get to see them freely.

But just now, what did this man say?! That she is Wana's boyfriend?! Inner Nirmala.

“Wow, Sir. Waw. I reached speechless,” muttered Nirmala while holding her pounding heart. On the one hand, he thinks that Artha is actually mentally ill because he fell in love with a girl his age. But on the other hand Nirmala himself admitted as the sister of Wana, he also often succumbed to the stubbornness of his sister.

Then the woman remembered one thing.

“So he lied when he said he wanted to borrow money to want to be beautiful! It turns out that it's capital make it ... “ Nirmala screeches in disbelief. He could not even speak the next words.

With emotion, Nirmala went towards the toilet and banged on the door. “Wana!! You've been inside for half an hour! You're constipated, huh?! There is so much you have to explain!! Out, Wana!!” exclaimed Nirmala was upset.

“I'm ashamed! Don't want to come out until Om is gone!” screams Wana from inside.

“In the toilet many centipedes!” Nirmala tried to scare Wana.

“Lying! No centipedes in the hospital!!”

“But in the hospital many died,” murmured Artha. “Toilet is a damp place. The so-so-situant likes place that ..”

BRAKK!!

She opened the toilet door in a panic. Also true! Her thought.

Then he scowled while rubbing both his goosebumps.

"Oh, this child!!" Nirmala's picking up Wana's ear. "Gold sister saw your behavior!"

"Yahoo! I am a khilaf brother! pain Kaaak!," Wana tried to find an excuse.

"That's a shame, not for days!" sahut Nirmala while taking off his jewelry.

Wana rubbed her ears that hurt, "But I was planning to turn over my sister's money. But Gwen's money is half-cake, how dong?" Wana clumsily fused her two index fingers together in front of her lips while looking at Nirmala.

"As promised, you must return it. You can start applying for jobs to get Gwen's money back. How much did you borrow?"

"Eh, hummm, 50 million," muttered Wana slowly.

"Ohhhhhoooooooo!" Nirmala was confused as to what to do.

"In my office there are job openings for fresh graduates," Artha opened the conversation.

Wana and Nirmala immediately paid attention.

"Eh? What's Om as?"

"Office Girl,"

"Oh, suck!" Wana Grunts. But it is different from the Nirmala reaction.

"What's wrong, Mr. Artha! Let him know how hard it is to make money, starting from the bottom!!" Nirmala.

"Well, brother! I'll clean up dong?!"

"Then what's the problem? More clean than what was it? Baby Sugar?! I'd rather agree you're an office girl!"

"If you want, Monday can meet my assistant, he will arrange everything" Artha grinned.

Wana glared at him with a slap.

"After all, you don't want to finance your debt! Return it immediately!" sahut Nirmala is firm.

"I'm tired of skin care, to the salon, take care of the body, eeeh end-work clean-up!" grouse Wana.

Artha just grinned cunningly while imagining the ignorance she would do to Wana.

All right, like the title of the novel changed, my Office Girl, my love.

The author is not serious. (Seriously, just kidding, but the rickshaw is serious)