The Obsession of the Enthusiast

The Author Again Confused What to Write

After the intermezzo in the previous chapter (it requests the reader anyway, on the curious about Susan and how Kevin-Stela lives while working together. I guess that's so, haha),

Now, let's go back to the present.

Of course, it was Artha and Wana's time.

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Wana sat down in the hospital bed. He looked at the TV screen but his eyes were blank. Occasionally his fingers press the remote keys to replace the chanel.

From the GP motto to the tennis match he watched.

From Chinese to Indian he also watched.

From action movies to soap operas.

Bored.

Achy.

And feel that ...

"What is my struggle like this? Though in hindsight my life is not as dramatic as the soap opera 'third second wife' should be able to smoothly dong?!" Complain Wana while scratching his wound that began to itch.

...if establishing a relationship with Om is not as easy as he thinks.

Then the phone clinks. From the HRD Chief, Ms. Viola.

"Wana, aren't you papa? It's okay, right? We want to visit there if you don't bother," said WAnya.

"No need to visit ma'am, tomorrow I have entered the office anyway," replied Wana.

"It's not that Wana, the problem is from the upper party there is a clause to fire you, because you will marry Mr. Artha. Is that true?"

Geeh! Cepet really news!

But the words 'fired' why it hurts huh?!

"Can I resign before I get fired?" this problem has to do with self-esteem.

"If you resign without severance," replied Miss Viola.

"Okay fired, enough to pay the cost," replied Wana quickly.

"You want to be the wife of a conglomerate still think about paying the cost - they're not -" replied Mrs Viola.

"The problem is the conglomerate is super stingy! Sampe males to the salon because he thinks it is expensive so his hair is digondrongin!" reply Wana upset. Just look at him being quarantined at the hospital without a snack. Chiki cake, Donut cake, this is just 1 liter of mineral water! There really is no attention!

Bu Viola replied to WA wana only with a lot of ngakak emot.

"That's how Mr. Artha is, we understand hahaha. Okay, tomorrow if you go to work, we process your dismissal yes Wana, congratulations to you. From the beginning I had a feeling that you were different from the others,"

Yes yes, all immediately if Wana is different, from the beginning she was specially escorted by the herder duo, who try not surprised?! Kindergarten knows too.

Wana just put her thin lips together and sighed.

He was actually waiting for someone at this moment.

A special courier.

But...

This 'special courier'nya long time actually datengnya, do not say stuck in a 7-star hotel because there is an order.

"Wooy!" Kevin lowered his head from behind the door.

"Well!! Long time ago, cuy!" Wana's face instantly turned bright.

Kevin immediately grabbed his ear, "Lu's aware that I'm not in Depok anymore! You think I can fly my way to Jakpus. in 5 minutes?! You need a Burger Blenger request that is only on Jaksel! It's not McDonalds anymore! I'm a dozen! Let's get your burgers!!" The guy throws a big plastic bag next to Wana.

"Aaah Keviiinnnn" Wana hugged Kevin's waist affectionately, "It's good I have an eloooo, as a slave. Ehaha!"

"Gue who wants to be told! Do you really say what?! Pake penglaris lo yak?! I can't get away!!" Omel Kevin while brushed off Wana's embrace and misuh-muruh walked towards the exit.

"Where are you going keeeev?! I'm alone!"

"Yes to continue the seminar, Dasimaaaaa! I'm a freshman, woy!" grunts Kevin. "Tomorrow my demo at the DPR building! Look out you're bothering me! I want noble work to convey the aspirations of the people!"

"In deket there is a delicious satay, buyin dong!"

"Bodo ah!!" Kevin cried while closing the door to Wana's room.

Yeah but, usually nagging, tomorrow know Kevin actually appeared with the satellite anyway.

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On the table was a pack of burgers.

"You... Why?"

"Endul mantul hihihi," muttered Wana with eyes glaring but her face like someone else sakaw.

"Huh?" Artha stared at her burger wrapper, Blenger wrote. There's a burger with that absurd name. And again the amount of garbage why so much?! "You ate it all?"

"I'm khilaf, tau-tau out," murmured Wana.

"Jeez, cholesterol," said Artha exasperated.

"It's your fault,"

"Why is it my fault?"

"Dear I don't?"

"Yes, yes,"

"Seriously?"

"Surely serious,"

"Why do you keep leaving me without a snack here haaaaahhh??" exclaim Wana. "Suguhin cake, cake! Or bakmi cake! Or fry the cake! I'm too tired to know!!"

"You've been fed from the hospital,"

"It feels tasteless!"

"It's food for the sick,"

"I'm sick of being thumped, not typhoid! You can still eat well!!"

"Yes, it's coming" Artha gave up.

"No, I've got a burger!" exclaiming Wana while throwing her face, the story is crashing. "Eh, but if the malemnya there is hazelnut coffee from starbak may also be," he added shyly.

Artha just sneered while shaking her waist.

"Why?!" shoot Wana to see Artha, "Nyesel's dating a kid?!" its spray. "Yes, I was a kid! Many people do not believe that I am in puberty! My posture is tiny, but I want attention too!"

Artha was silent.

The thought is justifying, but seeing the behavior of Wana who again nagged why even funny huh?

A little bit of fussing, then messing around, constantly changing again nagging.

Like the...

"You're PMS again?" ask Artha.

Wana immediately looked at her with sadness, "Iyaaaa, again stomach pain niiih, have asked for pain killer same sister but run out it was even laper bangeeet, uhuk!" Wana dropped her body in the face down position on the bed.

Elah! Speaking of using a router is unclear. Omel Artha in heart.

Si Om was sitting on the edge of the bed, next to Wana while stroking the girl's hair. "How do you want it?" ask Artha.

"Hugs,"

"Yes, here,"

"Semaleman,"

"Yeah,"

"Really huh?"

"Yes,"

And 10 minutes later, Wana fell asleep. Extra snoring. Though just patted his hips.

And Artha thought. If they have children, which is more childish. His wife, his son or even himself?

Either way, it seems that Artha will enjoy every moment sincerely. Because she should have been married a long time ago.

Information about Yuni Bahana has been received, that the lawsuit has been filed. He even received a court date.

He hopes that when Wana and himself get married, there will be no more unclear disturbances that threaten the lives of both of them. The wine should be as comfortable as possible.

He gently dyed his future wife's forehead, then spread his head against the thick pillow behind her. And he closed his eyes too.