The Obsession of the Enthusiast

Me and my dress

Six months passed without fanfare, aka a truce.

Artha is busy with office affairs, Wana is busy with lectures and exams, Nirmala is busy with divorce proceedings and fortunately can be finished because of the help of Artha who gave two famous lawyers who like to be used by the artist of the capital, Nirmala, Kevin is busy with his lectures and 'work' which will be discussed in season 2 in more detail.

Even so, Artha and Wana still took part and were involved in the preparation of their wedding.

"Sister?" Wana resuscitated the stunned Nirmala when she saw Wana trying on her white dress.

"Ah, sori," Nirmala looked down. He's speechless.

Why does it hurt? He murmured in his heart.

It should all be fine. He didn't even lose anything. His love for his ex-husband is still there. It's just that the sadness is bigger.

Reasonable,

He married on the basis of love. Just like Artha and Wana today. Two lovebirds who dream of spending old age with the children around them.

It's over now, though,

And Nirmala felt alone.

"Duh, Sis..." Wana came down from the podium in her dress and hugged Nirmala.

"Sorry, Wana, I'm sorry I messed up" Nirmala started sobbing in Wana's arms.

"I also apologize for not being around when my sister was in trouble" Wana said. Wana only found out about Nirmala lately. Indeed Nirmala's request that his sister not be told, fearing many thoughts. But Wana finally found out when accidentally on her last day of work about 6 months ago, she cleaned up Artha's office room and saw a copy of the divorce filing documents and a work contract with a lawyer for Nirmala.

Artha explained everything.

"That's exactly what I'm grateful for. You were not there at the time. I don't want you to be burdened..."

"Sir Mala, we are brothers. We don't leave each other" Wana cuts off Nirmala's words. "Don't say anything like that! Brother is always there when I need to be, I want to be too! Next time talk to me all about it, don't hesitate anymore. Brother actually thought of me what the hell was it all this time?"

Nirmala was silent.

"Was... Was I really a burden to my sister?" Wana.

Nirmala raised her face, "It's not so!"

"Well, I've always been thought to be non-existent, always knowing later," exclaimed Wana, "When I can be a listener, even if I can't promise a solution. Did I bother him that much?"

"You mean so much to me" murmured Nirmala.

Wana sighed, "Then, try to consider me an occasional friend. I'm not just an innocent little brother and I don't know anything,"

Nirmala chuckled, but still left sadness. He nodded and they embraced again.

"Oh yes, where is Mr Artha?" ask Nirmala next.

"Ish, don't ask, most meetings here and there. I didn't want to see her trying on a dress, it was a surprise. He could've nagged at the price,"

"Is he really that much?"

"According to her, I wear a plain satin dress. It could be that I wrapped the curtains on my body, he would be fine-fine. He said 'it's only used once, why the fancy, the night I'll open it too' that way,"

Nirmala immediately heard it. "He is famous for not liking items whose investment value will shrink quickly,"

"He gave the capital to the cosan front slurryman to open the stall,"

"Yes, you can eat for free every morning, so there's good luck,"

"Hm," Wana raised her eyebrows, "Oh that's the concept. What about the Lambo?"

"That's a marketing technique. When investors are seen with luxury cars, people will think that he is not just a small businessman. So the tender that comes in can be worth a tirillion. So did his goal of buying a rolex, expensive shoes, and a suit of clothing. All for corporate branding,"

"Hooo.." Wana's memory goes back to when she met Sugar Baby named Marisa. From top to bottom all elegant. Maybe that's what Nirmala meant.

"So, at the wedding this time, why does the atmosphere look luxurious but my dress and shoes are asked to be ordinary, meaning because of that?"

Nirmala nodded. "Rubber, because you're beautiful, wearing anything looks good. No need to be fancy, anyway what will be discussed is not the dress but the gap of your age," said Nirmala.

"However," Nirmala added her sentence, "Fest setting should be extravagant because everything is a matter of prestige for Mr. Artha and his colleagues. For example, the news about you wearing a Tex Saverio dress will only make netizens julid and talk about you ugly. He sugar baby, his om rich, he was just a boarding boy, broke again also divorce the Om keep asking for alimony, and so on. That would destroy the image of elegance, instead,"

"While, a lavish feast with delicious dishes, it would be considered that Mr. Artha's conglomerate is unlikely to go bankrupt any time soon. So the company can be trusted to be planted with large capital,"

Wana stared at herself in the glass. Luxury dresses that have been ordered and sewn specifically for him, which he will only wear once.

Absolutely wasteful. After that it was just a show. Being handed down to grandchildren is definitely a different time. Why not rent it instead of buying nearly hundreds of millions?!

"Where's dong?" Wana looked at Nirmala worriedly. He was afraid the surprise was broken. Moreover, imagine Artha who instead of being amazed will Wana with her white dress, lest the man even so think: what waste is this again?!

"Hehe," Nirmala chuckled. "Research is our secret. Brother there are friends who want to get married, after you use brother try to offer to him, but maybe the price can not be full,"

"Alright brother, this is the result if the dark eyes. Never seen a lot of money" Wana grinned.

"God..." Nirmala stroked Wana's cheek, "My sister is getting married. It feels in the memory of brother is you who are still in SD, coming home battered because of a fight with the palmist, hehe,"

"Ih, don't miss dong! I was really a tomboy back then!"

"And you won, proud dong!"

"Yes, I should have run away to complain to an adult instead of abstinence,"

"I can't stand alcohol as it turns out, I'm waiting for a special order. Salted Caramel Red Velvet Macchiato," Wana raised her eyebrows.

"That sounds so sweet,"

"Yes let matching the same feeling, right again love, hehe,"

"Message Gofood?"

"No. There's a deh, temen. I guess you've never met her, have you?"

"Who?"

A boutique staff came up with a red face, "Bu Nirwana, there's something to look for up ahead,"

"ah! Finally came my feast! Get in Ma'am!" sahut Wana while walking towards the corridor approached the person in question.

Kevin came with a smile, smiling at the staff who immediately bit their own lips a sign of shame but mupeng very. "For a long time you're in a big habit, call me just for a titip," said Kevin.

"And your office is here, Kev. All right," Wana enthusiastically grabbed the drink in Kevin's hands and they together returned to the release room.

"Tumben you're pretty, like inces," Kevin made a Wana appearance. "But keep your ass tepos, your chest won,"

"Never praise me sincerely,"

"Lu think Om Jutek will be part of the band everywhere?"

Wana squealed in annoyance, "Adoooh why the hell is everyone mocking my dress? Really ugly, huh?"

"Well, it's for your own good! The dress is good just doesn't fit elo. You should choose something simpler. So the wrong thing is, not the wedding dress!"

"Aarrrgh! Drinking the sticks first is important let my head cool! Another month's event, where's the remodel?"

"Yes are given furing aja from the chest to the neck kaliii, ah very difficult anyway!" nagel Kevin.

"Well, I'm sometimes a genius!"

"Not sometimes, often!" errata Kevin.

Unexpectedly, when they entered the release room, Nirmala who was sitting sipping the wine, immediately stood up when she saw Kevin. His face looked very surprised.

Kevin, too, stopped his pace right then and there.

the man stared at Nirmala.

He looked at her when he saw the woman.

"Tante Nirmala?" hissing surprised.

"Why are you here?" nirmala Gumam.

"I'm..." Kevin seemed to be very surprised, he seemed to be at a loss for words. He reflexively glanced at Wana.

Wana looked at the two in surprise.

"Well, do you know each other?" ask Wana.

"Hm..." Kevin scratched his neck which was actually not itchy.

Nirmala took a breath, and tensely sat back on the sofa as she gulped down the wine until it ran out.

"It just so happens to meet you," sizzled Kevin awkwardly.

"Oh yeah? Crazy this narrow world. Where's kekewnya?"

"On hot..."

"Wana, sister still has business in the office. Brother say first yes!" hiss Nirmala grabbed her bag and stood up.

Kevin just cleared his throat while misbehaving.

"Did? He said he wanted to keep me company all day,"

"Suddenly there was a sudden affair. Your friend brought a vehicle?" nirmala asked as she stared intently at Kevin.

"Eh, well don't know, what up are you here?"

Kevin glanced at Wana, then at Nirmala who glared at him as if giving him a code. "Bring the bike, ordinary," replied the man

"Can you please take me?" ask Nirmala.

"Eh?" grunts Kevin.

"Who? Really want to go, brother? Yaaah," muttered Wana.

"Yes, I'm sorry brother is a bit hasty. Borrow your friend to take sister with you for a second, will you?"

"Bo-maybe anyway," hesitantly Wana gave her permission, as if the girl felt something was wrong. But he did not have time to ask again, Nirmala had groped Kevin's arm to go to the exit.

"Laaah," muttered Wana while shaking her waist as the two were gone. "Suspicious," murmured Wana.