Don't Call Me Fat
For report.

Where is the sound.

Men's team?

Team Dimas?

Team Bimo?

Team Adit?

Love pentagon 😅

All handsome and good. Who is the winner of Lidya Wijaya's heart?

Author is .....

There will be a lot of sad boy here,hihi.

Happy Eid al-Adha 1442 H. 2021.

Sorry to be born and my inner loyal readers & authors and all the roles in the novel don't call me fat. 🙏

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Resume.

The next day, I went to school with my own car. It's spoiled enough already.

I parked the car right on the end.

Walk slowly towards the volleyball club.

Clas is free so we are free to do any activities before the report sharing.

I waved my hand at Wulan, she immediately greeted me.

"But really busy our artist this one, until never see his club'nya" said Wulan.

Rara goes nimbrung.

"Hehe's sorry yah" I replied briefly.

"Let's go home from school we celebrate our delayed success" said Rara.

I looked at the club boy's training.

Don't practice, I rarely even step on my feet here.

"A lot of new kids?" ask me when I see a lot of new faces at the club's volleyball.

The boy came running up to me when he found out I was visiting the training ground.

"Eh there's Lily's sister" they exclaimed.

Instantly my underclassman scrambled to get close to me.

"Hey what the hell are you guys doing?" my protest when I saw them stir themselves.

"Sister Lily we did a lot with big brother, saw your match yesterday I became interested in entering the club' volleyball" he exclaimed excitedly.

"But we're going to lose, champion 2?" say me.

"Oh brother is still a winner for us, teach us dong, we will be your successors later, we promise will be serious training" cried the other child.

I sit. And they all sat neatly in front of me. One of them took me a bench.

Wulan smiled seeing me come and talk to the children.

I feel guilty because after the game I never came to the club' volleyball.

"Sister Lily is very beautiful, I like her very much" they said.

My smile changed. They praise or make fun of me, huh?

They were talking to each other because they were wrong.

Everyone at school also knew I was beautiful because of the results of plastic surgery, slim because of liposuction and others.

"I'm sorry brother" he said.

"Gpp really, never imitate my ugliness, take his good, throw away his bad. I regret everything but the rice has become porridge, yes I just live it, may God forgive me" Firmly.

I wonder who has revealed the past. Until now I have not known it.

I've lost my appetite for finding out whatever it is. My life has been complicated ever since I've been busy with curiosity in my brain.

I need a break.

"Sister Ly, don't you have a boyfriend? curious yet?" askthem.

"Eh, no, I want to focus on learning because soon we are in 3rd grade, will be very busy and there is no time to do bucin hehe" I replied.

"Do you want to practice or interview Lily anyway?" exclaim Wulan. Wulan was the one who selected them and escaped being a member of the club'.

They also broke up instantly. And continue his training.

"Kangen really the same Lo, one school but we rarely meet" exclaimed Wulan.

"I'm sorry my friend" I'm sorry for the number of times.

We sat in a row and watched our class sister who was training.

"Sadly, soon we will not want to retire from the club' volleyball because it is 3rd class" said Rara.

"Yes then we just enjoy this place, we can be their coach" exclaimed Wulan.

The charismatic captain that the club's volleyed has.

I embrace their shoulders.

"Don't be sad, dong, I'm so sad. However we have fought together, we must remind each other yesterday today and tomorrow" I exclaimed.

We embrace each other.

"Which other member" I asked.

"Part of busy yourself like you" said Rara.

We laughed too.

We watched the kids who were training.

"Lumayan well your protege" I exclaimed to Wulan.

"Ah can ajja, they are talented, I am good at finding talented people" Wulan praised to himself.

"Haha, yes, the important thing is that you are happy" I replied.

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His final report day came as well.

For the first time in my life, you came to take my report.

Aunt Mona to school son, take her son's report.

What a surprise to me when my dad arrived at school. All eyes were on him as he got out of the car. Papa's charisma radiated.

Papa approached me and hugged me. I'm appalled. Papa why? a trance? thought me.

Everyone was surprised to see that scene

Mr. Budi approached us.

"I'm sorry, what's the need here? why are you hugging such a disciple in public like this?" said Mr. Budi always my homeroom teacher.

"Oh sorry, I'm the guardian of the student, I'm his father lidya" replied papa.

"What?! your child?" ask sir, not to believe.

Papa is very young to have a child as big as me. Papa is 35 years old.

"Birth child?" mr. Budi began to doubt.

"Yes a real child" replied papa.

Mr. Budi was wide-eyed in disbelief, even the disciples around who heard their conversation.

Mr. Budi scratched his head that did not itch.

"I'm sorry if that, I have never seen Lidya's parents anyway, let's please go inside, the guardian of another student is waiting" invited Budi sir.

"Eh that's not Rudi Wijaya, the famous businessman, who did not think he already had a child as big as our child, the feeling he was just married?" mom started gossiping as dad started getting into class.

"Hust nda can gossip" Gita's mother.

"Let me know he's got a kid this big, oh maybe his wife's son? I heard he married a beautiful widow" exclaimed Nana's mother..

"It's so handsome, this young father" cried another mother.

Indeed, the majority of mothers who come to take their children report.

Only 5 fathers came.

Mr. Budi started greeting the students parents.

For the first time I wanted to have the highest rank in the class. But it's impossible if there's a Bimo. Huft. I snorted in annoyance.

"Assalamualaikum, greetings all, first of all I will introduce myself, I'm Mr. Budi Santoso, guardian of class 2-2. I'll read the top 3 in the class.

The first rank falls on a new student in this class named ..........