The Obsession of the Enthusiast

RP 38

"Om, actually I want to meet Om not want to ask for a place to stay," Kevin grimaced badly.

Artha had been so kind to him, and he did not think it would be as understanding as his problem. Maybe Artha felt sorry for Kevin's story.

"Oh, don't you want to? Yes I've canceled,"

"Don't Om! How to!!" exclaim Kevin fast.

"So guys are plin plan," grumbled Artha.

Patience, Kevin, Sabaaaaarrr, kevin's mind wriggled. "But my real goal is to ask if Om has a detective acquaintance that I can hire or thugs who are often used for projects,"

Artha looked at Kevin while scowling.

Looks like the guy is thinking something more efficient."You said the suspect was arrested, right?"

"Yes Om, already,"

“I know you mean to ask that, between you want to find the goods they rob or avenge those who rob you, one or both. But I'm sorry I will tell you the harsh reality,” Artha said as she approached Kevin.

"You know that if the thugs have intervened, the lost can rarely come back. Including your mother's jewelry" Artha continued.

Kevin took a deep breath.

Yeah, he knows, he knows,

But what's wrong with the first attempt?

Until now he hopes his mother's relics, at least the bracelet that still has blood stains his mother can return.

"I can try to get the suspect punished without leniency, but the herd will still be difficult to trace" Artha said.

And so, with a heavy heart, Kevin sighed and lowered his head.

Does he have to explain everything...?

"Tonight you go home first, I asked Chandra to accompany you. Motor keep it in kosan Wana, you wait for an invitation. Tomorrow morning you're moving out,"

"Yes Om" replied Kevin weakly.

**

Tomorrow, the next day,

"That's all you're with?" chandra asked as she raised her eyebrows, astonished.

"What else did you bring? My stuff is gone,"

Kevin dropped his body on the living room couch, then turned his head up to the ceiling.

Chandra sat down next to him while scratching his head, "Kok you can fuck this up anyway?"

"Hem, it's my fate Mas" muttered Kevin. While pushing one suitcase, the rest of the items that can be saved. It was just his mother's clothes and other things that were not too important.

"Here, I found this under the carpet," Chandra handed something sparkling to Kevin.

Kevin accepted it while frowning.

"Geez!" The guy straightened his body, "Mom's wedding ring!"

"Maybe fall down when they..."

Chandra did not continue his sentence because Kevin grasped the ring and kissed it while crying as he pleased.

Then things were quiet, too,

There was only sobbing from the now helpless man.

So long tragedies abound, and lately Kevin seems to be made aware that his way of life is wrong.

Was this the punishment he had to endure due to his carefree lifestyle?!

Should his mother advance as a penance?

Really, only God knows.

"Hem, Kev," Chandra murmured slowly, "It seems we also have to buy furniture for the contents of your apartment, as well as clothes and other needs,"

"I'll buy myself slowly Mas, most I need clothes to make to the office," Kevin rubbed his face to wipe his tears at once. He grieves too often.

"You got the money?"

"There,"

"Enough?"

"Well, would you like to thank Chandra?"

"It's not me, but I give you a spare fund if you need anything,"

Kevin cringing. "It's definitely not free, right? Om Artha is notoriously stingy," grumbled.

Chandra grinned, "Cicil cut the pay,"

"Damn! This is a confused pay installments apartment use what, if gini when my salary can be 30 million a month?! The old hunter just got married to Nirmala! That's also if he's still single is not taken another conglomerate," actually this grunt for Kevin himself, but because the room there are only the two of them, so inevitably Chandra can hear.

"Nirmala? This is Ms Nirmala's sister Mbak Wana?" ask Chandra.

Kevin immediately tensed up, then he kept quiet.

"Jalan yuk Mas" he said as he moved.

"Just a minute, hey! Did you happen to be with Miss Nirmala?!"

"It's almost noon!" Kevin pulls his suitcase towards Chandra's car in a forced rush.

*

*

Sarang Cinta Apartment, Pluit.

Look left, safe

Look right, be safe, be safe,

Look back, safe, secure,

Look up, safe, no one is hanging on the ceiling.

And Kevin got out of the elevator and into the corridor. To the extent that Chandra and apartment marketing frowned at Kevin's sluggish and strange behavior.

“Maclum, Mas. abege his behavior likes to be labile,” said Chandra as he finally gave up and looked down the corridor.

“Is it okay to stay alone, Mas?” ask Mas Marketing while following Chandra, but his eyes stay back watching Kevin who is still looking left-right.

“I also doubt, where already orphaned robbery anyway, fear of depression. But later also sane if you have breathed the smell of a pile of money,” said Chandra while heading to one of the units.

Kevin what the hell again?

Fear of being caught by Nirmala.

“Bu Nirmala this hour usually works Kev, to forget the past he likes to take overtime if the holidays, including red dates," Chandra snorted at the end of the corridor.

“Why did you know?!” Kevin sewot's.

“Why is it good?!”

“Mas Chandra Kevin leaned his body as close as possible to Chandra, “What stage know Nirmala?”

Chandra rewinds his neck to avoid Kevin because he feels careless, “I am the one who takes care of everything trivial including Mr. Artha, including his future brother-in-law also,”

“Iya I know, but already how far?” there was a suspicious tone in Kevin's sentence.

And then Chandra realized that...

“I am the one who wants to ask, you have done it until it becomes possessive like this? I was hesitant to put you in the front unit exactly. Later there is a case of sacrilegious I do not follow ya,” Chandra squinted.

“I can't see him before my salary is 30million a month,”

“It's already cut pph belom? Jamsostek belom's dues? The insurance? A leave? Apartment installments?”

“THP, Mas,”

“Yaa... Wassalam,”

“Wassalam what?”

“Bye-bye Love..”.

“Yaaahhh....!!”

*

*

New occupants ?

Nirmala wondered when she wanted to enter her apartment.

This apartment building is new, and as far as he knows the unit that is right in front of him this has not been occupied. But now it was like there was a noise from inside the unit.

Nirmala paused for a moment at the door of her unit, sharpening her ears.

Real people or just my delusion of being lonely? His inner.

Then there was laughter from the unit.

“Kevin?” mumbling slowly.

He heard Kevin's laughter.

A few moments later, he was chuckled to realize his ridiculousness, “Gosh, it has become a shame yes me! Where can Kevin be here?!” he nodded and entered his apartment.

While keeping in mind, tomorrow will greet the new residents, who knows they can help each other.

Without him knowing in the unit indeed...

“My wall does not have to be drawn Ti717 dong! Ah Elah no other skills apart from that picture!” exclaim Kevin while grabbing the hair Kasep.

“Lah, it suits yourself lo! King Of G4l3r!”

“Anjrit!” Kevin splashed paint on Kasep's face.

“Anjrit also!” The case splashed paint on Kevin's face as well.

Finally they splashed.

Chandra passed them while carrying a bowl of instant noodles that he had just cooked, “Mesra really yes you guys like newlyweds fretting together, hopefully I do not get tangkasan,” gerutunya.

Why is it that once there is a red date, instead of Me Time, he instead has to struggle with all the absurd things such as accompanying Kevin everywhere, and lifting fuurniture?! It's not paid overtime anyway.

But at the very least, he can get a cheap apartment for Stela residence with a hefty discount even though it is located on the lower floor.

“Eat first!” chandra said as she sat on the new sofa still covered in plastic. Then the jutek man stared at the creations of Kasep and Kevin along the wall of the apartment.

“This seriously want to be painted Pink?” he muttered expressionlessly, but actually his heart was mocking.

“Cakep right Mas?”

“Spa kayak plus-plus,”

“Loh how to know?”

“Keuck my boy..” umpat Chandra.

Kevin chuckled, "Ceile is there if you're going to the spa?!" he then glanced at Kasep.

"Ape lo the lyrics?!" The wrong behavior.

"Gue's got an eye up to me for the lyric glances!"

"Cowok to the spa it's been considered a regular time!"

"Yes except for the reckless one not to change clothes still wear a gray uniform!"

"Know where you are! I'm really stalking yak!"

"Mommy at Kelapa Gading spa talk to me," Kevin smiled knot.

"Njir cctv lo everywhere,"

"Lo don't mess with me, I hold the As lo card, until the Joker and even the card box I hold!"

"Hoy, go back to the paint, gossip instead" chandra grumbled.

“This is the base paint kok Mas, the graffiti artist belom dateng, again enslaved,” Kevin said while chuckling.

“I dataaaaangggg!!” Agus was happy while opening the door of Kevin's apartment.

“Brooooo kangen me!” exclaiming Kevin immediately hugged Agus, it seems his Gay phobia has healed.

“Ngapain aje lo all this time? Nginem yak!”

“Gue will not quibble, frankly I am again a babu. But I'm doing aje,”

Kevin and Kasep were silent. Agus said ‘seneng-seneng aje’ it means behind him thereaa...

“Sister Kevin, how are you?”

There's Dian there.

Kevin and Kasep go straight back and eat their instant noodles in silence. Half a pout, anyway.

They forget that now Dian is always coming wherever Agus goes.

As if it has been a deal, Agus Message, Can Dian.