The Obsession of the Enthusiast
RP 21

East Jakarta Metro Police

So, Reader, let's shorten the process.

After 25 questions, 5 cups of coffee, 1 dus doughnut and 1 box of junkfood extra eskrim sundae strawberry flavor, finally the session of giving information that Kevin and the investigators went through was completed.

At least, the initial process is complete, there is still a further process. At least there is progress.

At 10 p.m., Kasep and Agus spent time playing online games from their cell phones in the waiting room, against the rest of the police force. Tanding game against the police, even though in real life only visited by the police, but Pakpol just wanted to ask the road.

AKP Suraji, one of the investigators escorted Kevin to the waiting room while giving words of encouragement to him.

"Just finished, Kev?" ask Kasep.

"Hem," Kevin replied. His brain was full of information.

"Your friends at the time of the incident were on the scene?" ask AKP Suraji.

Kasep and Agus immediately tensed up, then glanced at each other. No way they said they were busy.

"No, they have activities at school" Kevin replied.

The diplomatic answer. Casep until stunned. Those words he will remember when he learned to be a politician later. The Elegant Ngeles Method, the title.

"So you go home first?" ask AKP Suraji.

"Yes sir" said Kevin. "When it's over, can I go home?" Kevin decided not to give much information. The only question he answered, do not need to feed excessive information. After all, he is actually also undergoing acts of immoral smell and is being targeted by the police

Losing just a little quickly, his status can immediately turn into "expected".

AKP Suraji finally allowed Kevin and his friends to go home. In his heart, he was actually pitying Kevin's condition. The boy was in shock when he saw the cctv footage from various angles that investigators collected from nearby shops.

However, even in a state of weakness and frustration, Kevin still strengthens himself to try to work together. A very helpful action to the police to quickly find the suspect.

"Bro, how?" tanya Kasep lined up Kevin's steps as they headed for the parking lot.

"I'll be home soon, I'm tired,"

"Unfortunately not caught? Can you get it when?!" cecar Agus

"It's not time, Gus. We are as good as Detective Wasabi" Kevin muttered.

(Promo disguised, read the novel : My Name Is Virus from Virus also yes reader, hehe)

"You know, tonight we're at your house yak!" pinta Agus is excited, he intends to play games on Kevin's super-sophisticated computer.

"It's up to you" said Kevin.

At Kevin's house, by the way,

"Eh, I'm home. How fast?" Nirmala greeted them with a cheerful face. To the extent that they wonder why Nirmala can look more beautiful when it is almost late at night.

Is he human? Or the Goddess of the Night? Or maybe a human whose hair is nailed? If the nails are misty will fly to the asem tree while ngikik?

"So fast?" ask Kevin. Though he felt he had almost fainted so many questions asked of him.

"Yes, it usually gets to midnight,"

"Oh, that. How do you know?"

"I used to handle civil cases that could suddenly turn criminal. You know I sold troubled land that was bleached into property" Nirmala said as she walked into the house.

"Coeg, this real career woman anyway, her words are professional, high level!" whisper Agus to Kasep. "Gue didn't understand what he just said,"

"Yes you know Kevin's taste. We are still maen galaksin, he has been clubbing from club to club" whispered Kasep to Agus. "The target must be the elite, Dian mah passing by,"

"When Dian is pretty, you know," said Agus.

"That said Dian was beautiful, just elo" said Kasep.

"Well?" Agus confusion. "Times, anyway?!"

*

*

"Kevin, I want to go home" Nirmala knocks on Kevin's room.

Kevin was stunned as he frowned, "Rone?"

Nirmala nodded. "Tomorrow the morning I'm here again, I will also have to clean the apartment. I've booked a taxi online,"

"Cancel, I'll take it with me" Kevin snatched the key.

"No, you go with your friends,"

"I'm taking you, plis? Or you can't go home" Kevin said.

"Eh?" Nirmala looks puffed up, "But I don't want you to drop off,"

"Why?"

"Because if you deliver me, you will definitely not stop visiting me, because you already know my address. Then you will definitely force to stay over. You have the heart to let them take care of your house all night,"

Kevin turned to Kasep and Agus, they were both looking at Kevin wrongly while grinning innocently. "Disturb me, back there!"

"Laaaah! I'm in this ring!" agus protests that have started playing the game.

"Tomorrow there is still time" Nirmala smiled meaningfully.

"Hem,"

"Tomorrow me all day again, really," Rayu Nirmala.

Kevin took a long breath. Compared to Kasep and Agus, he actually needs Nirmala more nearby.

"Yes already," muttered Kevin. "Let me know when it's over, it's night, '" the man sissed as he followed Nirmala through the room to reach the front door.

"Finally we're the number tukeran as well huh," Nirmala grinned.

"Don't change numbers" Kevin warned.

"No way, my customers already know this number" said Nirmala.

The online taxi was in front of Kevin's house. "After all, if I stay, what do the neighbors say. They are still suspicious, unethical" the woman said.

"That's right, too" muttered Kevin.

Before reaching the front door, Kevin grabbed Nirmala's fingers, then led the woman closer to him.

"Wait a minute" the boy sighed.

"Yes?"

Kevin's hand slid into Nirmala's neck, reaching for her to raise her face. The look of my man made Nirmala not move.

As Kevin's face approached, Nirmala already knew the events that followed.

The movement that the woman had been yearning for all this time, which always filled her mind. Kevin's lips were always grinning ignorantly, as if he was mocking him at once teasing him, pressing Nirmala's lips firmly.

With a slight opening, he presumptuously inserted his tongue and coiled Nirmala's tongue possessively.

His flexible movements indicated that he claimed Nirmala was his.

If so, how could Nirmala forget about it.

But what Nirmala fears the most is falling in love and being let down.

How could he refuse Kevin like this?

Though his mind has tried to distract him from Kevin's charms, by instilling the foundation that 'Kevin is like that to all women' or the words 'the hustle has many other women behind him', 'he is not a loyal man', 'Nirmala is not the only one', 'who knows what Kevin is doing behind?'

But Nirmala still reeled. His sense of well-being is inferior to his lust.

Kevin's embrace tightened, as usual the one on Nirmala's buttocks, squeezing her with anxiety. The one alternated between Nirmala's nape and the woman's chest.

Nirmala bellowed as Kevin pressed her to the wall behind her.

I don't know if it's just the guy's impingement or Kevin misses Nirmala a lot.

What is clear, the pressure from Kevin's limbs that are now growing, making Nirmala more complacent.

Kevin's lips still got on it. Making his mind wander.

"Eeeer, Kev," called Kasep while grinning, "That online taxi is already the sound of a horn, not good with the neighbors already noisily fuss,"

Kevin stopped stroking Nirmala and pulled his lips from Nirmala's lips. Nirmala immediately let go of her breath and gasped for air.

"Ck!" Kevin clucked. And let go of his embrace.

Nirmala was to the point of not being able to master her footing as she immediately felt limp. Kevin finally drove him to the front of the gate.

"Nijer! Bia-dap really bang-sat one. Udah gape really movement, it feels like watching porn live," muttered Kasep while scratching his neck that creeps.

"When can you kiss a girl?" gumam Agus envied.

"What?" kevin asked his friends as he returned to the room.

Agus and Kasep were looking at him with a knotty smile full of curiosity.

"Since when..."

"Gue went to bed first in the room, nyokap," Kevin cut off Kasep's speech and dodged out of the room. Lazy wondering.

"Elah the bedul," grumbled Kasep. But he just let his best friend sleep because he thinks Kevin really needs it.

*

*

Mom's room, mother's room,

It looked neat, even neater than usual. The clothes on the hanger have been washed and folded, make up on the dressing table which is usually messy arranged in such a way according to its usefulness.

There are some objects that are still used as evidence by the police, but some have been returned, such as wallets, hair ties and jewelry.

Uh! Mom was still wearing a bracelet from me in her last moments. Kevin's mind while wiping the bangle of white gold decorated with many gems he took from the box. There's a patch of Mom's blood on the sidelines of her jewel.

The man then rubbed the cross pendant on his chest.

Is it because this thing moved on me, mommy so... Uh! No, no, don't think weird. These are all destiny lines. Think Kevin.

Then the young man lay down on the bed.

Calm and warm.

Kevin hugged the bolster and buried his face there. Then slowly he fell asleep.

*

*

"Sleep well?" Nirmala greeted him with a gentle smile on her face. Both of his friends had already enjoyed the fried rice at the dinner table and were wearing uniforms. Kevin's, of course, they took it from his closet.

"Lumayan" replied Kevin. Frankly, even he slept soundly without dreaming. It was as if his mother had held him all night until morning and said: sincere and let go.

This morning Kevin woke up refreshed.

"SNMPTN test on Kev. The Minister came early in the morning for the opening. Your school is a pilot for the Merdeka Curriculum, yes," Nirmala said.

"Yes, I'm permission to grieve to this day," Kevin sat down to join the dinner table.

"Tea or Coffee?"

"Tea,"

"Tumbents,"

"Mom loves to drink tea in the morning,"

"OK,"

Lively, Nirmala served Kevin as if the young man was her own husband. Even more flexible than Mother who was told to take nothing for herself.

While Kasep and Agus stared at the interaction of the two lovebirds while mesem-mesem at the same time envy high level.

"Kev, last night you were asked what was in the police?" ask Kasep while chewing. I didn't want to ask her any questions, but rather than looking at the love scene for much longer, she finally tried to distract herself.

Kevin seemed to think.

AKP Suraji has warned him not to tell the results of the interrogation to the surroundings.

For a while, everyone who was not in the CPI was suspect, suspect.

The problem is that the 2015 All New Jonda Jazz-branded white City Car that hit his mother had Ryben's window film reject heat with a darkness level of 80 percent, so that passengers in it were not visible. Also his car's license plate was covered in duct tape. It was indicated as an alleged premeditated murder.

"I think it was intentional, maybe my target. You see, nyokap rarely pass there, if there is need in a rice stall. That's my route back and forth from school, 'cause" Kevin's feeding fried rice into his mouth.

"Can we conclude so?"

"Because I look from cctv again drugs to nyokap. Suddenly the car appeared. Many pedestrians want to cross, but turn even to nyokap in the middle. It's weird,"

"Njir, what a heart. That means there is a grudge against you," hiss Agus seemed worried.

"Lo think about what a suspect could be, guy. Who hates the same lo, which I know yak, most Dian. Then who ranks the results of immune test training the same lo, the Ketos times? Usually he entered the top 3, this became the top 4 because of lo sliding," Desis Kasep gave a thought, without him knowing that Ketos, Marisa, is.

"Ho, the fakboi is that smart?" nirmala asked as she leaned against Kevin's back.

"Hoki aja aunty, he's a hacker say you know that already has been hacked first about," sis Kasep while sticking her tongue out.

"Ambangan, the most likely to hate me even lo both times, ngeliat me handsome genius favored ciwi ciwi lack of work even though madol only play games," he sis Kevin joked.

"Yes, too, I hate you but I love you the title" said Kasep giggling.

"Gue promised to serve yesterday. Uh! Nysel is me, no hockey splash, even just shit," murmured Agus.

Nirmala glanced at Kevin who was curiously responding to her friends. It seems that Kasep, Agus and the police have not sniffed Kevin's 'other life' behind this. There could have been a member of the Goddess Mother who tried to eliminate Kevin so as not to leak the activities of the famous artist.

On the other hand, hearing the stories of Kevin's friends, why did this boy look so sexy in his eyes? Kevin is still young, but has carved many achievements with his stubbornness. How about in the future?

The dangerous kind.

Very ... Threatening the safety of Nirmala's faith.

"That's how we go to school first, bro. You just relax at home" said Agus. "Barength... Aunt," continued Agus lazy.

"Don't get raided by Mr. RT" Kasep said as he raised his eyebrows.

"For the cake collection of girls lo, stingy base," grumbled Agus as he passed.

And the commotion had passed, Kevin propped up his chin while smiling at Nirmala who was tidying up the dining table.

"Do you have a plan for today?" ask Nirmala.

"Nothing, most waiting for news from the police and taking care of the hospital administration," said Kevin.

"If the hospital has been cleared," said Nirmala. "Let's just wait for them to tell you to transfer the remaining deposit to your account,"

Kevin frowned, "to my account?!"

Nirmala, "Gift from me, for your tuition,"

Kevin shook his head. "I owe you too much. My mom said I shouldn't be in debt, especially if she gets sick one day. I'm gonna change your money but I need time to sell bikes and other stuff,"

"The name is a gift, not to be in debt, Kev. I'd be very offended if you returned it,"

"At the very least, what can I do to make it worth your sacrifice?"

"Hem," Nirmala seemed to think.

"Don't say cliche things like: you can replace it with diligent learning, graduate with cum laude predicate, work in a big company like your dream blah blah blah blah it," muttered Kevin

"I want to say that, '" said Nirmala.

"Sinetron really, indicates you are already a mother," Kevin quipped.

Nirmala pinched Kevin's arm in agitation.

"Nirmala, if that's the case, I'll definitely work on it, with or without your money" Kevin said.

"That's one way to live well and be as happy as your mother wants you to be" Nirmala said.

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. To him, the sentence was simple yet difficult to practice. Efforts to make himself happy do not have a yardstick, because the basic nature of man is never satisfied.

Nirmala wrapped her arms around Kevin's waist, hugging him with the intention of seducing Kevin to listen to his advice.

"Kevin, it's time you grew up. Your responsibility is only yourself. Don't fill your life with love pressure. I will live the same, live for myself, be free anywhere without anyone's permission, be free to do whatever I like without anyone forbidding,"

"And you go home and you realize you're lonely" Kevin said.

"There is a time when people go home without being welcomed, that's where you will realize that fighting is not easy,"

Hearing Nirmala's words, Kevin felt that the woman in his arms considered him a mother child.

Frankly, Mom had been pampering him all this time, and Kevin loved his mother. Unlike his peers who actually avoid his parents, living in rebellion, Kevin actually lives in harmony with his parents.

The young man saw with his own eyes how his father treated his mother. That's where Kevin learned how to treat women.

Full of tenderness and affection.

But tragically, his father was killed also because of women. The woman's love is unrequited so her father loves Mom very much, then they take revenge, and begin to destroy the company of his family's garment. Various sororities, the terror of hitmen, and the pressures of work color their days. But I still love Dad.

Until he died in poverty, the mother took little Kevin to live on the move to avoid the enemies of Dad. All because of love, people can act recklessly.

Some are vengeful because of unrequited love, others are vengeful because their partner is in love with Mom or Dad.

And Kevin realized that Nirmala was right.

Maybe it's true, they need time, for themselves.

"Okay" Kevin finally said.

"In exchange for that money, don't ever call me,"

Kevin clucked in annoyance, "Till the whole thing?"

"I want to see where you really mean your love,"

"Okay, but as long as it's not married to anyone else,"

"It's you who's dating another woman,"

"Jeez Nirmala..."

"Hehe, man,"

"When do we meet again?"

"Hem, my salary is now 30 million, not yet incentives and bonuses,"

"Then?"

"If you can surpass me, we meet,"

"Why is the salary, anyway?"

"I like established men,"

"And the established male benchmark is a salary of 30 million, not yet bonuses and incentives?! Silly,"

"Because, after I counted my lifestyle and well-being in this country, while raising children, and I quit my job, to live more than enough without thinking about tomorrow can eat or not, your salary must be that much. We can also save for the education of children,"

Kevin was stunned to hear that. Nirmala's words indicate a bright spot if the woman wants to live with Kevin.

"Your life style is high as well" Kevin murmured.

"That's how it is" Nirmala shrugged her shoulders. "Couldn't you?"

"I'll try,"

"After that, we meet again,"

"Originally no CEO who pays 100 million a month proposes to you" Kevin said.

"Oh, that's a few already. There are also those who have oil companies who come with 10 carat diamond rings," said Nirmala.

Kevin stunned. "Hm,"

"And..." Nirmala kissed Kevin's lips at a glance, "I actually fell in love with a brawler boy who was 17 years younger. That's it, gigolo profession,"

"Hm, player anyway,"

"Yes, basic fakboi," murmured Nirmala.