The Obsession of the Enthusiast

The Obsession of the Enthusiast
Om Judes To Campus



Oh, my God, so tired! Thought Wana while slamming her body into the bed. She had finished her bath and was wearing her oversized hoodie.


Currently the plan wana want to spend time by watching a series of movies on favorite paid channels until overslept.


Actually he wanted to spend time in the luxurious hotel room earlier, but he remembered if he did not bring a change of clothes. Instead of tomorrow rush to campus better go home even if you have to trouble Artha.


Si Om Silver also had to return to the event because he was needed for a follow-up press conference. Not yet the peak event that will be held at midnight. But still had time to take care of Wana.


Never mind, for the next Wana will be careful.


Just choosing what movie he was going to watch, a short message went into his phone.


"Wana, sister can stay at your boarding house?"


A message from Nirmala, her brother.


Wana was immediately tense. Why would you stay at my boarding house? Is it a problem for Mas Jaka?


Don't sudzon yet! Just answer the short message.


"By sister," type Wana.


"Sister is almost at your boarding gate," an answer appeared a few seconds later.


Wana raised her eyebrows. It's coming fast!


Nirmala was already on the road. What if Wana decides to stay at Opal Hotel, try it?! Thankfully, he came home soon!


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*


"Sister?" asked Wana while opening the door of her room.


Nirmala smiled, but her face was puffy.


"Kok brother came here tonight? Want to catch everything, why brother?"


"No one opened the door" replied Nirmala.


"Huh? Meaning brother?!"


"No work until overtime, after reaching home, being shoved, on the bells, on the phones, there was no response. Brother enter the door lock uh, turns out the door is in the slot. Maybe sister was too late to go home" said Nirmala as she went inside.


The woman is still wearing her work suit.


"Sister took a shower and borrowed a shirt?" ask Nirmala.


Still with a face of shock, Wana nodded quickly.


What the hell'an Mas Jaka?! Thought Wana was angry.


He thought it was his own house, what?! Hasn't it been Kak Mala who installs the house?! Then do not the two in-laws of Kak Mala also live there? The time of so many people no one opens the door?! Besides, Mala is working to help with household expenses!!


But, should Wana convey his uneg-unegnya to Nirmala? From his face, Nirmala tried to cover up what was really happening.


Moreover, this is someone else's household. Although Wana's role as a younger sibling, but still it's Nirmala's privacy.


So, Wana may respond when invited to a story. But if not invited to the story Wana will be silent.


Nirmala came out of the bathroom and put on the sleeping clothes that Wana had prepared.


Wana was watching the drama while eating oxtail soup from the hotel earlier, with warm rice that she had just cooked using a rice cooker.


"Well! Fragrant!" hiss Nirmala.


"Eat, brother! I was loved,"


"Oxtail cop huh? It's cool!" Nirmala tries to cheer up.


Never mind, thought Wana. He didn't want to ruin the mood. Let them eat first.


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*


The notification clink on the phone woke Wana that morning. Wana blinked her eyes and looked at the clock. At 4.15.


Adhan Fajr has not reverberated, who the hell?! Complain Wana.


Then Wana opened the short message.


The Om Silver Judes.


"What time do you go to college?"


"Hour 7," type Wana.


"I'll take you, yeah,"


"What do you make between me Om? It will be a gossip!"


"I'd like to meet the chairman of your campus foundation, all of you would like to see Stela,"


"It's better if you're next to me so Stela can't just act like you,"


"Let's just Om, I don't want to prolong the problem any more. Risman could even ilfil me!"


"Who's Risman?"


And Wana fell asleep again.


*


*


"Eh, Pa-papa, is Papa here?" Stela timidly approached Artha who was sitting in the University meeting room.


"Hem, Papa wants to know your activities on campus,"


"Yes learning Pa, what else? Hehe!" Stela glanced at the rector who was next to Artha, where the Rector was also glancing at Stela with careless eyes.


"There's a report of you here that the work is just showing off and your grades are mediocre" Artha said.


"Who said Pa? My GPA is above 3!"


Yeah, 3.02. Diiit above 3. And that's Semester 5, so it just so happens that Stela's value is boosted because there's a presentation on one of the matkuls, and she's paying someone for the slideshow and the material. Semester 6 yesterday Stela only received a GPA of 2.5.


"What semester is the GPA above 3?" ask Artha. Questions that hit Stela's chest.


This man, rarely met him. Mama says Stela must be very kind to Artha because it is a source of wealth. The man could have stopped all subsidies to the accounts of Stela and her Mama if offended, or even been authoritarian towards Stela who is her flesh blood if she did not deign Stela's behavior.


While Artha was now looking at Stela while frowning, from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. Back and forth like a copier again scanning.


Stela stood up clumsily. He tried to smile as sweetly as possible.


Then Artha let out a breath. Wana deserves antipathy towards this child. Thought Artha.


Looks like Stela's mother didn't take good care of my son. His clothing style was hedon but did not feel suitable to be used on his body. Also, who were those two people behind who were accompanying Stela? Which one is Risman? Why is Stela acting like a college yakuza?!


"Stela," said Artha.


"L-i-iya Papa!"


"Papa hope you use the money you gave wisely. If until semester 7 until graduation you do not get cum laude, Papa will stop all subsidies for your mama, and you will stay with Papa. Of course while studying business,"


The swearing in Stela's heart instantly struck. All sorts of zoo words instantly filled his tongue, and tried to hold him as much as possible to not be spoken.


Also, Stela was increasingly unsure that she was her Papa's biological child, because Artha's attitude was so fierce to her.


In fact, if you want to be invited to discuss Artha is always willing, but Mama Stela keburu instill suggestions to her son that Artha is a cruel and authoritarian.


Learning business does not mean a nightmare, many useful things can be obtained from there. In addition to being able to make money from our own efforts, we will also be able to appreciate the objects that stick to our bodies and use them according to benefits. Life goals can become more colorful.


Besides, Artha said subsidies would be stopped for Mama Stela. Artha didn't say to her Stela.


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"Who the hell brags about my behavior on campus, huh?!?" Stela screams frustrated in the car. Risman and Feri can only stay silent while driving to the nearest mall.


"Why did Bokap get to campus?! What's he doing here?!"Stela again.


No one knows the answer.


Except...


"Hi!! What the hell is Om here?!" hiss Wana when he had just come out of the assistance room, he had just finished teaching the junior students.


Artha just stood back and smiled, "How to teach you good yes, the topic is easy to understand,"


"Could it be a whimper?"


"Yes dong, I was able to enter. You're the one who's teaching too seriously" Artha said.


Wana nagging. He became more confident in his teaching skills. Equivalent Pesdir Opal Corp praised him loh!


"Nirvana is our proud student, sir. He managed to keep his scholarship, but when we recommended to join the student exchange program to Finland, he did not take it" said the Rector.


"Yes, sir, the only covered campus activities. I also need a place to live, eat everyday, not yet a supply of winter clothes and other unexpected things," Wana explained while counting her fingers that were still attached to fake nails pastel colors.


"Then we can discuss the subsidy of student exchange student allowance. Students from our school there instead spend time working for daily needs, and the doctoral program is even abandoned. They can install half the installments when they are working. The installment results can be given to other outstanding student doctoral programs," said Artha.


The Rector agrees as long as there are donors like Arthasewu Connor. There was a woman who sneered.


"Eat yuk?" take Artha next.


"In the canteen of the Faculty of Engineering there is a delicious chicken milk Om!"


"Yes my classmate ate at the doooong restaurant,"


"But my classmate ate it in the Oooom cafeteria,"


"You're a prankster, come along why the hell?!"