The Obsession of the Enthusiast

S2: Youth Romance 1

Good Night Faithful Reader Novel Receh Author.

Starting this session we go into season 2 Obsession of the Enthusiast, with the main character this time is the hottest Enthusiast among mothers with high levels of knowledge such as Author himself, who is the hottiest, kevin Cakra's.

The visuals are here.

(Artist: Daniel Millar, Check ignya yes brothers)

The story may be modified slightly different from the previous Author novel that was published entitled Rumansa Pemuda, which was published, this time more comedic elements and Kevin made with a more mature age so as not to violate the rules in Komnas Anak (ups!).

Let's start the story, then,

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The story takes place about 1 year before Wana married, in other words, before Wana met Kevin at the club owned by Dewi Tunggullangit, the artist of the capital of the plywood.

Kevin Cakra, our main character, an 18-year-old young man whose face is londo. He is currently still attending Sincostangen High School (call this the name of his school) class 12, which is busy with various graduation exams.

His great-grandmother used to be a Nyai, a term for a mistress of Dutch officials, so that his descendants until the fourth generation are worthy to work as a model Calvin Klein, not a brawler like this Kevin.

After all, it was inappropriate for him to be in the middle of fakboi ireng who was currently counting the number of related bicycle gears in his belt and rusty celurit, willing to attack the opponent's base later that afternoon after school.

"So gini," Kasep, the leader of the assault this time, crouched down in front of the members of the brawl of the afternoon session and looked at all seriously. "This may be our last brawl in High School, we're 12th grade, so,"

"Would you back down?" cut Kevin.

"No,"

"Gue the orphan,"

"Kev, you're our mainstay, you can throw rushes over long distances directly hit,"

"Yes, if my face is scratched, my mother can sulk,"

"Choose your mom who's craving ato we're craving,"

"Mending lo who crave, already want to pass the cao bye-bye no problem,"

"Lu is the most beautiful boy I have ever known" said Kasep.

"Misone of my own,"

"Lot money is a lot of things,"

"Geez!"

"Just kev, don't be a fan! This is our last brawl in High School" Kasep said, cutting off Kevin's speech.

"In High School,"

"You're a student, there's a demo,"

"Oh yeah, it's a noble assignment, that,"

"So we're doing a demo exercise or what?" ask Agus.

Kevin and Kasep looked at Agus cynically, "Once open your mouth do not bego-bego very why the hell Gus?!" gerutu Case.

Agus only scratched his head in confusion.

"Anyway, gini... " Kasep opened the A2 drawing paper containing the brawl strategy, "Lo here, Kevin the front line forward first, keep your members here, keep us there, keep us running, keep us running, keep attacking from the back, keep coming here there kesono,"

"Where is kesono? A ngalor? Idle? Ngulon?" ask Agus.

"What are we baitin Agus? Let's not fuck very much us," grumbled Kasep.

"Don't Sep, I need him to make a pottery collision," Kevin said.

Agus again scratched his head in confusion.

And finally after setting the strategy, they decided to wait for their opponents at the nearest base, which was an unused bus stop and rarely any buses passing by, basecamp the alliances from the allied High School (political authority language really not?).

“Motor lu where cuy?” ask Agus.

“At home Haji Sueb,” replied Kevin.

“Hah? How can I stay at Pak Haji's house? Can you?!" ask Agus takjud. The nitip motor is already a privilege, because it is the safest and closest to their base.

“The child is encouraging me ta’arufan,”

“Njiiirrrr!” Agus.

"Ta'aruf what the hell?"

"Introduction" said Agus.

"You know it" said Kevin.

"Introduction, continues to be so suitable directly marriage, do not use courtship, so like the concept,"

"Where's it?!"

"Let's be Christian, Kev. Where can ta'aruf be?!"

"That's why I asked,"

“Lu tasty handsome. I parked in a private house. In Indoapril it is often thought I maling my own motorbike. It's just the gasak of Mr. Haji's son, the future is guaranteed,”

“Ogah, tepos, and ribet use change religion,”

“Kalem loh, I think it's still tingting,”

“Gue get rid of him because he wants,”

"Do you want to?"

"Free motor care,"

Agus sneered at Kevin's reply. Kevin chuckles. "I'm a more experienced woman,"

"Ajegile, lo type Sugar Mommy likes ya?”

“Not necessarily mommy-mommy times, I do not like the complicated and crashing,"

As the reader already knows, Kevin's words contain quite a deep meaning. Because Kevin is in addition to being a student, the guy also has another profession that is much more dangerous.

Beautiful aunts become his target.

But, we'll discuss that later.

About half an hour later, there was a commotion from the end of the road.

"The rice!" muttered Kevin while attaching his bag to the front and opening his zipper.

"Anjaaay," exclaimed all the members feeling insecure.

"Where? Expensive, can cut leaves once a sabet," Kevin sneered cunningly.

"That's just see if you run away, like," muttered one of the members.

“Gblk Fast! Forward Woy!” Kasep cried from a distance, he was appointed commander per day. Don't know what his position is tomorrow. If he's cut down, he'll go down to corporal. He seemed to brandish his father's rusty machete while running to the end of the street.

It is likely that since Eid al-Adha was used to cut the cow's neck but has not been washed because it looks like dry blood stains on the iron.

But Kasep admits it's human blood.

All the members ran to follow him.

“Lu go first, Sep! Can-can you nebas lo colony by yourself!” exclaimed Kevin while keeping his head away from the clutch of Kasep's cleaver.

“Lu right front liner, you first!” exciting Casep.

“Hah? Front liners? I know eyeliner. What’an anyway front liner?” sahut Kevin's.

“Front line, cupuuu!” exciting Casep.

“Well I thought Bank employee!” agus in the distance.

“Yes that term I do know from bank employees, ah have done what we discussed, si?! You go ahead first!!” exciting Casep.

“Gue forward, you behind me yes, look out you dinggalin, I santet really!” kevin grumbled as he ran and pulled his katana up.

The shiny katana that had just been sharpened with marble in her mother's kitchen. He bought it in an online shop, it cost five million rupiah.

His money?

From the aunts.

Seriously, that's his side job besides being a superior public school student in the metropolitan.

Pretty, once come get millions. He did not waste his handsome face that impressed.

However,

Just as he was about a meter away, a group of officers came ringing a police car siren.

“Anji-ng! 86! 86!!” Kevin immediately turned around.

“Route!!” Jerit Casep.

“Asw!!” agus and the others.

All of the algae directly no longer think about what the score of the brawl this afternoon. All they think about is running and hiding.

Kevin jumped over the high fence of a mall and entered the mall, then went out again through the employee door behind, jumped again and entered the alley of the local house.

Then he landed at the home of Haji Sueb.

Agus followed him.

“Numpang!” exclamation Agus.

Kevin cleared his throat and rang the doorbell of Haji Sueb's house. “Samlekum,” reply. Agus raised his eyebrows. When did Kevin convert? Isn't this the last guy to go to Christmas Mass?

Aminah, the son of Pak Haji Sueb, a 1 million-follower tiktok star due to an obscure rocking themed Ukhti Maniez, came out of the house with a sumringah face.

“Wa'alaikumsalam Maskev, want to take the motor yes?”

“Iya, anyway. Can not?” Kevin started to seduce.

Agus nodded in wonder.

Though this morning Kevin said he was not interested in Aminah because of her tepos chest, why now even be seducing?!

“Then can't how?” challenge Aminah but with a soft tone.

Kevin leaned against the fence, covering himself who was tired from running around.

It looks like he can't wait because the police are getting closer, but Aminah even lenje like this.

“May what, dong?”

“Sun first dong,”

Agus immediately frowned, “Beuh! Direct invitation! Ijab all tomorrow!” gerutu Agus's.

Kevin lightly kissed Aminah's cheek.

The girl was immediately stunned with a face as red as a wantek tadpole crab, it was not hot water anymore.

“How? Less? What do you want on the lips?” Woo Kevin while glancing.

“Eh, anuuuu .. just take the bike first Maskev,” Aminah open the fence. Agus breathed a sigh of relief.

“Gus, here's the key,” Kevin reached for the motor key in his pants pocket.

Agus also approached the Honda CBR250RR Black sport bike that the price can make a home DP.

In his heart, how did Kevin who was from a mediocre family own that 70 million motorbike?

“Ngepet times she?” murmured Agus while riding on the motorbike.

No, the answer is, bought one of the aunts who 'maintained' Kevin.

When he entered the key, Agus frowned.

“Cuy, this is the motor how the hell is it living? Direct geber or how?” agus asked as he extended his neck towards Kevin.

Then he groaned for a moment.

Instead of approaching Agus, Kevin was busy kissing Aminah in the garage.

Kevin's hand squeezed Aminah's ass.

“Woy, Anj! Loh!! Dead in gorok Pak Haji just found out lo!” Agus panicked.

Kevin released a kiss while chuckling.

Then I approached Agus,

shifting Agus' position to the passenger bench,

turn the contact to On,

and push the electric starter button while smiling ignorantly towards Aminah who looks at him softly.

Readers, pray for Kevin immediately.