The Obsession of the Enthusiast
RP 45

The 3x3 meter elevator felt stifling.

Kevin just stayed on the right wall, while Nirmala docked to the left near the button.

An unusual thing, Kevin just silently stared at the floor. He did not try to flirt or be ignorant to Nirmala as he often did.

Nirmala was too pushy.

The woman is uncomfortable.

Although seen in the corner of his eyes, Kevin just looked down at the floor, but his back seemed to be filled with piercing gazes.

Before long, feeling very uncomfortable, Nirmala turned her head openly towards Kevin.

Kevin who felt being stared at, raised his face.

He saw Nirmala's face wrinkled to look at him.

And the guy smiled again. A gentle smile and captivated his mainstay.

Nirmala's heart was beating fast. To him, Kevin is very handsome. Although unlike the sixpack-wielding stud whose face is masculine, Kevin's face tends to be as sweet as a woman's, and only a small amount of abdominal muscle is visible. Without sideburns, curly hair is messy, and the hypnotic gaze is anti-rejected.

I don't know why Kevin's charm can't he don't care. So alluring.

Especially if the guy just stays this quiet.

Kevin raised his eyebrows, asking without a sound.

"Why are you..."

Ting! Elevator door opens. Nirmala did not ask.

Kevin stays where he is.

Nirmala came out first, but looked back many times. He just wanted to see the elevator door shut so he knew what floor Kevin was on.

But, no.

Kevin also got out of the elevator, followed him.

Holy hooch! This kid is following me?! Why is he so sassy!

I didn't give him permission to stop by!

Nirmala started to panic.

Kevin walked straight, towards him with his chin raised. Confident with a slight smile on both corners of her reddish lips.

The road is graceful and relaxed, like a model walking on the catwalk at Paris Fashion Week.

Both his hands were put into his jeans, the underside of his leather jacket was carried away by the wind as he walked, and his boots were pounding on the ceramic floor.

Nirmala again scrunched her forehead.

Already at his apartment unit, Nirmala grabbed the doorknob.

"Here you go, there's no need for you to get into my apartment" said Nirmala.

"Hm" Kevin leaned against the wall next to the door of Nirmala's unit. His head was tilted as he looked at Nirmala with my glare.

"I miss" he whispered. Without a smile, just a sad look.

"I ...."

"Why did your call to me become official? What do you think I am? Have you really forgotten what you used to be?"

"Eh ...."

"What do you say is my love .. Is it real? Or just comfort me because I'm grieving?"

"Kevin ...."

"Hehe," Kevin chuckled, but his tone was painful. "I'm looking for you half a year, and I'm a hacker. You seem so close. But after I found out, I couldn't even reach for you,"

The guy took out the unit card from his pants pocket.

"But not papa. I've been waiting for a year, waiting a little while like still able, really," and swiping his card on the door smartlock that is right in front of the Nirmala unit. Then I pushed some number codes.

"Nobody's gonna be your husband, right?" kevin asked in the doorway while grinning.

Nirmala was watching him while stunned.

"Not to be answered, I know. Since I know your full name, all your social media I've been stalking, hehe,"

"Well?!" Nirmala.

"Later cooking night, huh? I'll come play. I like your fried rice. Goodbye!" And Kevin shut the unit door.

Leaving Nirmala agape takjud unmoved, staring at the door of Kevin's unit with great shock.

Kevin inside stared at the peephole and observed Nirmala.

The woman was still standing fixated in shock, while staring at the door.

"Well, that's how it ends," muttered Kevin satisfied.

He also opened his jacket,

take off his pants, though,

replace it with training pants and a t-shirt,

wash his face, and...

Doc!

Doc!

Doc!!

Someone banged on the door very hard.

Kevin thoughtlessly opened it, he already knew who was knocking on the door in a panic.

The Goddess of Love,

Staring at him with a frown and wide eyes.

“Why are you here?!” yells.

After 10 minutes the woman can only control herself.

“I was waiting for you outside! I thought you were kidding and would be kicked out by the unit owner! But you're not out! You actually live here?! Since when?! As far as I know who owns this apartment are the sisters of boys! I know his sister, I once gave you a kuker!” Nirmala asked in a panic. To the extent that Kevin grinned amusedly.

“Why is it on you?!”nirmala was panicking.

“Destiny,”

“Kevin!! I'm serious nanya!”

“I'm also serious he replied, kok,” Kevin grinned and pulled Nirmala into his unit.

Then shut the door, then,

And locked.

“Kev..” Nirmala could not continue her protest, Kevin's fingers reached the nape of her neck, and forced her closer.

However, the woman's fingers were on Kevin's chest, preventing the man from acting any further.

As much as the energy pushed Kevin's body away.

Nirmala is not ready for a new love.

He was also not ready to accept anyone in his heart.

But all this time, he missed Kevin.

Kevin took a breath, taking a step back. But his hand still gripped Nirmala.

"Why?" ask Kevin. Sounds change.

Low and deep.

Like anger and disappointment, but as much as possible held back.

From the nape of his neck, Nirmala felt the grip of Kevin's fingers that were now getting tighter.

Kevin who is usually gentle, always looks at him with jokes, often cynical and ignorant.

Now it's not like he is.

Adult men.

Kevin has now become a figure that Nirmala does not recognize.

"I'm not ready yet" murmured Nirmala. "please understand,"

"It's been a year,"

"A year is too short for me,"

"A year is too long for me" Kevin said, braking.

How do I get Kevin to understand?

In a state of confusion and trying desperately to prevent Kevin from approaching, his eyes caught a photo at the counter near the door.

Miss Bella, you,

A friendly and sweet smile, though,

It was as if he was staring at Nirmala, saying 'titip my son'.

"Kevin," Nirmala murmured, "If you are still grieving for your mother, I am still grieving for my divorce. That's the picture,"

"Ck!" kevin is impatient.

He also released Nirmala.

His hands trembled withstanding the explosion of passion.

"Until when?" ask Kevin.

"Until I calm down,"

"Hm, until you're satisfied to see me tormented like,"

"You're really tormented? There are so many beautiful women around you,"

"Many women are beautiful, until I numb myself. There's only you in my brain,"

"Kok sounds like your other flirting,"

"I never flirted,"

"Where do I know your company,"

"Nurma... Stop me-you, we're like there's a distance,"

"That's what I mean, creating distance. And... Holy jeez!" Nirmala gasps as she looks at the big screen in front of Kevin's bed. Camera CCTV.

"You... Oh my goodness!" murmured Nirmala, "It has been you all along..."

The woman walked to the front of the screen, observing every angle captured.

"You're really obsessed! Are you crazy?!" exclaim Nirmala.

"Hm, I can't deny it, anyway,"

"Kevin," Nirmala shook her head.

Each camera displayed on the screen are the corners and areas where Nirmala used to go through. There are 4 cameras there, and one of them leads to Nirmala's doorstep.

Also... The wall in front of him. Graffiti has a painting of her!

"cool right? So every day I can look you in the face there" Kevin walked into the graffiti. Agus made in the style of painting style of Marvel comics.

"Silly.." muttered Nirmala while snorting.

The woman walked towards the door.

"Nirmala, I hope you..."

"I want to cook fried rice, he said you want to eat it, right?" nirmala Sahut.

Kevin was silent, digesting Nirmala's sentence.

"Oh yeah, I took this," the woman took her kuker jar. "You want to fill in again, this empty time!" She nags.

Then get out of Kevin's unit, cross the corridor, get into his own apartment, and then close the door.

Kevin smiled happily.