The Obsession of the Enthusiast

The Obsession of the Enthusiast
Chandra Si Father



With a whistle, Chandra opened the door of his rented house and threw his car keys into one of the ceramic jars from a distance.


Plung! Get in right into it.


Then the man took off his bag and placed it on a clothes hanger near the door. Undressing her and throwing her into the laundry basket next to the bathroom, making coffee in her boxer-clad only, and sitting at the dining table checking her phone.


For a few days he was happy.


The reason, Arthasewu Connor who haughty and always troublesome it was busy with the preparation of his wedding that his Blessing will be held tomorrow. And the Wedding Organizer they appointed was quite capable in organizing the event so Chandra did not have to bother to get involved. Bira can even vacation in his weekend without being interrupted by a phone call from Artha, returning from a vacation, the face of Sumringah always adorned the look of his coworkers.


And what Chandra likes the most, is being able to go home. At 17 o'clock exactly can be absent out. It's been a week since he and Bira were able to get home on time, while the sun was still visible. Usually they come when there is no sun and go home when it is dusk at the earliest.


There was no message from Artha.


Chandra grinned as he sipped his coffee.


Good riddance! Thought happy.


He continued to monitor social media.


After a while, he felt strange.


How lonely huh?


It felt like the ears were covered in something.


Is it because I came home earlier than the Bawel?


But from the first I will live alone, should the atmosphere like this even I should be grateful for being calm.


But why does it feel weird without the nagging?


"Ck!" decak Chandra ruffling his hair. Finally, the man decided to take a shower in the afternoon.


Chandra grabbed her towel and went into the bathroom.


"What's this?" murmured when finished bathing and will take the hairdryer from the sink drawer.


Testpacks.


Many testpacks from various brands and types.


And everything is two-striped, or positive.


Chandra looked at the clock in front of the bathroom door.


At 18:00.


"That guy's still in the office, isn't he?" murmured Chandra while drying her hair with a towel, not so using a hairdryer, and hurriedly went to her room to put on clothes.


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Stela opened the door to her house tired. His body aches and his fingers cramp. Fortunately, in Transjakarta, he had a seat, so he had to sleep a few minutes before changing feeder.


A mistake to be a Creative Team that often works with the IT Team. Stela listen, since Kevin Cakra, the annoying guy with cold hands, the company's profit continues to increase drastically.that means Miss Susan always makes Kevin a favorite. It was appropriate for her to be arrogant like that.


And on the sidelines of a booming job, Kevin still had time to continue his studies at Amethys Tech University, a new expensive private campus. He left his studies at State University, even though he was a scholarship recipient, and it is hard to believe he is only 19 years old at this time.


What is his brain made of?!


And great too Stela, can compensate for Kevin's merciless spicy tongue. Stela heard that geniuses do tend to be psychopaths like Kevin. Luckily, Stela knows about Kevin's dark past.


But the thing is, Kevin did not think it was a bad thing, he even often sneered arrogantly when Stela pressed and threatened him. Maybe Kevin thinks it's not his good name that will be smeared, but instead there will be a lot of women who even offer him 'job part-time' like before, so it will be troublesome.


Stela looked at the house. It seems that Chandra hasn't come home yet because there is no human presence inside.


For several months now, he has finally been living at home with Chandra even though they are still dating. Because the woman thinks it's good that the apartment Artha gave her contracted for extra income. And because Chandra's home complex doesn't seem to care about such problems, so they're both just calmly living a western life.


"Errghh!" he complained while rubbing his neck.


Finally his work was done too and lucky Kevin had gone to college earlier, before 20 he returned to the office again. So Stela had time to work on it as fast as she could without pressure.


Then the woman frowned when she saw the laundry basket.


Why is Chandra's work clothes in it? The feeling that he had emptied was the laundry at dawn.


It was not long before Chandra's car entered the carport.


"Well, that just came home?!" muttered Stela wonder.


They did not leave together, and Stela was actually bought by Chandra. But because it is not used to driving alone and his office is in a jammed area, so faster ride Transjakarta so that Stela can save one hour.


"Hey, have you come home?" Chandra enters from the front door and greets Stela.


"Yes," Stela replied still staring at Chandra while frowning.


"Racid?"


"Lumayan" Stela replied.


"If you're tired of it, from now on I'll pick you up" Chandra said.


"No ah, can get to the office what time I, let alone have to leave early in the morning, lazy ah!" push Stela.


"Yes but in Transjakarta you rarely get a seat," muttered Chnadra while sitting next to Stela.


"It usually stands, too,"


"You are pregnant now."


DEG!!


"Eh.. kamuuu.." It's bad to get caught! Stela thought while frowning in the bad.


"Why didn't you say that?" chandra asked, but without expression.


"Hem... I don't know what you're going to react to" Stela murmured softly. More precisely he was afraid that Chandra would not be pleased.


"How long has it been?"


"This month I was three weeks late, so I bought that testpack. But I'm not necessarily pregnant, who knows there are diseases that do interfere with my metabolism,"


"Three weeks and you're calm? Our lovemaking style is quite extreme, what if it affects my son? Tomorrow we go to the hospital, USG" Chandra said.


My boy...


He said my son!


Stela's eyes were shocked. "Hem... You were expecting this kid?"


"What the hell are you thinking?!"


"I don't think you like kids,"


"Well, if my son is any different, Nooon! You've been thinking about me what the hell is it?!"


"I'm not just a distraction in my spare time, am I?"


Chandra's eyes were round, "What? What do you think of the ring on your finger?!"


Reflex, Stela looked at her ring.


Chandra continued his annoyed sentence, "So far we have stayed with you think I registered you to Mr RT on what basis? Collect kebo? We can rake our house!"


"I thought I was registered with brother status,"


"Wife," ralat Chandra. "I'm lucky not to be asked for a marriage certificate and family card, so Mr. RT we are very busy managing his party,"


Stela's face was instantly red.


"So why do you think you're just a distraction?! Are you willing to be made a distraction?! I'm not that low as treating women!" Chandra's nagging is much more, but Stela just looked down. He stared at the floor not for sadness, but for the contrary. Because her tears began to flow profusely on her cheeks.


During this time he saw the behavior of his mother from one man to another man. So negative digma has long been ingrained in his brain. Stela doesn't want to wish Chandra any more. He was afraid to burden the man with his whining. She does not want to be left like her mother. For him, true love is a dream.


But apparently he had been wrong about Chandra all this time.


His feelings had actually been reciprocated for a long time.


Stela was stupid, too self-deprecating.


"Hey," murmured Chandra.


"Hm?"


Chandra knew Stela was crying, so she stopped her scolding, "From now on don't think of me as an employer,"


Stela chuckled in her tears. Again he was found out. During this time he did position himself as a passenger in Chandra's house and as a pleasure for the man. Just because Stela felt she had no one else and she could not live alone.


"I'm your future husband, the father of the child in your womb" Chandra said.


Those words are like imaginary echoes. He does not know whether he is conscious or asleep. To her, Chandra's words are more beautiful than any dream she has.


"And I just went back to the office, saw Mr. Leo. Ask your blessing to marry you" Chandra said.


Stela raised her face. She's shocked.


"Sir Leo? Why should he?!"


"However you are his flesh and blood. Yes, even though the reaction is ordinary, it tends to be indifferent. The important thing is that I told you and didn't step over it. Now I'm going to see Bu Yuni,"


"You... Are you seriously going to marry me?!"


"I love you, of course we're getting married. I've been planning this for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be this fast,"


"Mazuran..."


"I'm sorry I got you pregnant, it must be uncomfortable. I should have waited until you were ready,"


And then there's just Stela's happy sobs and hugs all night from Chandra.