The Obsession of the Enthusiast

The Witch

"Hello" said a man as he looked at Wana. Not handsome, ordinary with a friendly face, Chinese descent and his age around the mid-40s. Wana turned her head and raised her eyebrows.

"Which company is he from?" ask the man.

"I'm Mr. Artha's nephew,"

"Oooh, so from Canada huh?"

Wana frowning. He forgot that one. There is no way he claimed to be from Canada with a typical Indonesian look like this. Moreover, the English language is random. "No, I'm still a distant relative of Mr. Artha's mother, because I'm a son of a cousin, call me Mr. Artha's niece,"

The man nodded trying to understand, yet Wana still saw doubt in his eyes.

"Ooh, you deserve to sit at the bar. Because the ones who can sit here are usually VIP people," hissed the man while ordering a cocktail.

"Hem," Wana took a little sip of her Champagne. Sweet and a little alcohol. A feminine drink, she felt more beautiful than before. "So I was considered suspicious, huh?"

"Haha, don't be mbak!" The man chuckled. "The mother was the most striking among the guests who came, I must have known that there was a woman as beautiful as you, but I had never even seen you anywhere, so surely you were not our employee,"

Judging from the sentence, it looks like this man has a position that is not too high because there is rarely a Boss who knows one by one employees. Maybe he is from the HR department, or a division related to employees, can also be a union.

Or just a perverted guy who likes to pay attention to young and fresh girls.

"Because Mr. Artha famously dislikes women. Maybe her sexual orientation is different from ours,"

Wana almost choked.

"You're here to be very striking, because you're the only young woman here" the man continued.

In that case, the existence of Stela was deliberately hidden from the people of dong huh? What is the purpose of Om Artha?

But that's someone else's business.

"Ohiya, My name is Leo, I am Vice-Prince in Opal Corp," the man reached out his hand.

"Wana, 6th semester student at Univ. Saktimandraguna, is struggling to maintain the scholarship. I'm here to study, Om," whispered Wana while shaking Leo's hand.

"Great, you already have a picture of the future. So you're here to take a look at the hospitality management concept?"

"Take that, even though there's still a lot I have to learn," Wana shrugged her shoulders.

He and Om Artha agreed to say these words, to keep a good name.

"Then can I have a drink on the porch?" leo asked, extending his hand.

"Well, you may, too" Wana welcomed Leo's hand.

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Artha went to the smoking area.

Crazy one! It feels as bad as well!

Blitz lights, weird questions that have nothing to do with the project, frenzied voices, fake smiles.

I want him to go home right now.

With a sigh he unbuttoned his top and loosened his tie. He put it on one of the sofas, then reached into his pocket and lit his cigarette.

Her eyes were soft, staring at the window in front of her. Dark night Jakarta, without stars.

Closed high buildings.

Boredom.

Then the 54-year-old frowned.

I guess someone forgot, but what? Something that made him smile, laugh, something he hadn't done in a long time.

Oh yeah, where's Mak Lampir?! He should have come but I didn't see the little girl.

So Artha turned to the right, to the left, to the back, invisible.

There's no way that Wana's sleeping, right? Thought Artha wince.

And when Artha went to the veranda, there was a smile of Wana's sumringah.

Who is this kind of inferior to Stela?! Obviously her son is nothing compared to the beauty of Wana.

Who was he talking to on the porch.

"Whoops!" muttered Artha directly.

That's Leo. Vice President!

Although Leo's face is ordinary, but his mouth is venomous, most good at deadly seduction to women, have several twelve girlfriends, 2 wives he married unlawfully, he said, and a legitimate wife who has bodo very much the same behavior of her husband!

Also... Have sexual tendencies that lead to rigging and binding.

It looks Leo holding Wana's hand away from the veranda. Their distance with Artha was separated by the floor. Wana is in Lobby 1, Artha in Lobby 2, but can still look down on the veranda.

Artha immediately contacted Wana's phone, intending to have her look for another target.

Not lifted!

"Aragh!" artha complained while turning off her cigarette and came out of the smoking room in a hurry, to chase after Wana.

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"Here is the meeting room. Not yet a hundred percent, but later the concept of natural stone in the style of the neolithic era. So after the meeting, the tenant can still feel cozy," explained Leo while standing in the middle of the room.

"Is that so, Om? If the meeting mumet does not usually pay attention to the room, there is only work. How about plus a soft sofa so as not to be too monotonous? At least the mummified can rest themselves,"

"Well, great idea too! I'm going to put in the budget" Leo said.

Wana is actually not interested in the theme of the room or even the division that occurs in the hotel. What does he care about? The problem is that he is hungry now.

That's it already.

His corset was fitted with the narrowest hook so that his chest could soar. It feels like his ribs are about to crack! But for the sake of beauty, a little pain is fine.

What's 'little'?! Elaah is torturing this!! Wana complains in her heart while forcing the hue of her face that is set as if stunned. Because of the corset he could not eat, drink only a little because of the narrowness.

Therefore Wana gave the idea of a soft sofa in the neeting room. Because he now wants to lie on the sofa while eating Indomie double portion with mountain cheese!

She looked at Leo. Judging from the belt with the logo H his Leo seems rich, and his friendly smile indicates that this man's behavior is so gentle.

"Ughhh!" wana Gumam.

Damnit damnit! I'm even asphyxiated. Plis deh, this is nothing compared to the Queen and Princess of the time of Marie Antoinette! This time you can't stand Wanaaaaa!

Wana nags herself. The problem is that the meeting room is not yet operational and the air flow is not surfing outside earlier.

"Are you okay?" ask Leo.

"Eh? Why Om?"

"It looks like your face is a bit pale,"

Not eating from the morning so busy treatment, muttered Wana in the heart. "The hell Om? I'm ordinary, anyway," said Wana.

Leo smiled at her, "You are, beautiful as it turns out when seen in a bright room like this," the man approached.

"This om is too kind to praise him,"

"You're also smart as it turns out, I didn't expect a woman as young as you to have such detailed thoughts,"

Wana was getting dizzy, she wanted to get out of the narrow room immediately. Where the chemical smell of the walls and the new furniture is still poking the nose. Sakaw really is like him! Mabok cat's!

Unexpectedly Leo was already standing in front of him, with a short distance.

"You're overheated?" asked the man while revealing the strands of hair on Wana's forehead.

"Eh?" suddenly Wana felt dazed.

"Till this crest" Leo stroked Wana's cheek.

But why does Wana feel powerless to avoid?

His sight began to blur. It seems like he's passing out soon.