Don't Call Me Fat
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"Bimo" cried Budi.

"To the guardians of our students please" said Mr. Budi again.

Bimo's father proudly stood up and advanced forward to take his son's report.

"The second rank falls to the Maharani" exclaimed sir budi.

Maharani also advanced to the front of the class to take his report alone, no guardian who came to take his report.

I just saw her behind the window outside the classroom. Reminds me that it used to be like that, no guardian ever came to take my report.

"Rank 3 fell to Lidya Wijaya" said Mr. Budi.

Papa came to the front of the class to get my report. Huft I breathed a sigh of relief, at least I entered the top 3 in this class.

Adit dropped to 4th place.

All eyes still admire papa. Some mothers approach papa after the report.

"Hello. You are Rudi Wijaya, the famous businessman, greetings yes, seen directly turned out to be more handsome" exclaimed the mother of the parents of other students.

"Ah can ajja" replied papa shyly. He immediately walked to see me.

"Let's go home" cried papa.

"Eh, I brought the car earlier, thanks for coming" I exclaimed.

Papa stroked my short hair.

I lyricized it to Bimo who was walking out with his father.

Dimas brings his own report because his papa is also a very busy person.

Dimas approached us.

"Hay om, I dimas his friend Lidya, greetings" said Dimas familiar with papa.

Papa greeted her with a smile.

"Yes already so papa go home first well" exclaimed papa.

I nodded and turned to look at Dimas.

"Why?" ask her.

Bimo's father looked at me for a moment but said nothing. He doesn't recognize me. I miss Adi a lot.

The memories reappear in my memory

Me and Bimo were still sitting on the Junior High.

Om Adi always spoils us.

Buy us snacks and others.

Although not have much money, om Adi can always take us the road.

"Bimo, Lidya, why don't you ever come home again?" ask me about Adi.

Bimo is confused as to what to say to his father.

"Eh, I will tell you at the house ajja yah" cried Bimo while walking towards the parking lot.

I saw them, Bimo riding on his father's Vespa motorbike, he also hugged Adi.

He looked at me before the gas.

I then turned my eyes.

"I can't lose to memories" I exclaimed.

"Lid, Lo why are you saying that" asked Dimas curiously.

"What's wrong" I replied.

"My friend's friend went home first well" exclaimed Adit approaching us.

"Yes, heart" I replied.

"Congratulations Lidya, you're in the top 3 in class. I'm proud of you, beautiful, pinter, rich, ah I love, lucky to have you" said Dimas.

I pat her on the cheek angrily.

"Not when she thinks of love, we're in 3rd grade now" I said.

"It is precisely love that makes us excited to spend the day at school" Dimas protested.

"You're not ashamed to like a woman with a fake beauty like me?" ask me.

"Ihh" I'm Raup her face with my hands.

"Beautiful joke" tease her again.

"Udah, let's go home" take me.

"In the past, after this we have a long holiday, I will miss you very much" protested Dimas.

"Hem. I have to go home quickly dim, want to pack, tomorrow I'll leave" I exclaimed.

"Well, huhu, I was in ghosting" Dimas said.

"What the hell is your face, you know" I replied.

"Hehe. During the holidays, don't be naughty. Don't forget to tell me" Dimas said.

"What the hell, who are you, why should I tell you?" say me.

"I'm your soul mate haha" Dimas said.

I ignored him, I walked towards the parking lot.

I saw dimas also rushing home after seeing me getting away.

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When she got home, I saw her son packing in his room. I slowly entered and hugged her arriving from behind silent silence.

"Astagfirefull!" his cry was shocked.

He hit my arm lightly because it surprised him.

"Sorry, the pace of the actual packing, I'm not ready what" I exclaimed

"Gpp, I don't like to do things hasty, if from now on his packing can be relaxed" replied the son relaxed.

The son broke away from my embrace. Like it's uncomfortable.

"Why you?" ask me.

"What's wrong, go to your room, pack it too" he replied.

I looked at her confused.

Feeling that I was kicked out I stepped in front of the door with a manyun.

"From now on I can no longer keep and pamper you as usual, so let's just live as usual" exclaimed the son.

My steps stopped.

"Why?" I asked without looking in his direction.

The son did not answer. I'm sad to hear that. I'm sorry son if I always bother you. Maybe you're tired because of me. My inner.

I closed the door of the son's room and immediately turned to my room.

I'm collapsing myself. I feel like I'm missing something I don't know.

I looked up at the sky in my room. And fell asleep without changing clothes.

Mom and Dad are packing for tomorrow.

By late afternoon I woke up.

I was so hungry, I forgot lunch, I went downstairs to eat.

I overheard the son's conversation with Aunt Mona. They were like fighting but I don't know why.

I close my body to the side wall so they don't see me.

"Have you obeyed my mother's word not to spoil Lidya, mama don't want anything between you" exclaimed the worried mama.

"There's nothing between us, I'm good to him because I'm his brother, so stop worrying about us" replied the son.

"Thank God then, mama just.." replied Aunt Mona.

"Don't bring this up again, I don't like to hear it, how many times you have to ask me that, and I've answered you" the son cried.

I held my chest which was somehow tight. Naturally the son is good to me, because he is my brother, then why am I sad and unhappy to hear it, then why is my heart as sick as this. Do I love my son? did I clap one hand.

The son only considers me his brother not as a woman.

I ran to the pool. Sit on the edge and put my foot in her.

I still hold my chest still tight. Me why? What is God doing with me.