Don't Call Me Fat
Street road.

After being satisfied to play at Jeny's house we went back to the hotel.

The next day. I'm with my family on the way to Tarakan's charity beach.

That's pretty good the view.

We eat kapah clams with orange sambal, there are also shrimp, very good taste. There is seafood food there. There is whole coconut ice and young coconut.

Satisfied growing beach we did not forget to take pictures ria.

By evening we were home.

Tonight we plan to go to an ocean lemakan restaurant, a seafront restaurant.

Because this city is surrounded by the sea.

Ah, what a fun holiday.

"Do you like this town?" ask putra.

I'm nodding.

Tired of walking all day we went home and rested in their hotel rooms.

......🌺🌺🌺......

Tomorrow there is no scheduled road from papa. They had a meeting with my mom's family.

We were certainly taken there. Really boring.

"Hey, how moody" exclaimed jeny.

"Bored" I replied.

"Patience, after this I will take a walk" he asked.

"Em good" I replied.

"Work" exclaimed the son who apparently heard our conversation.

"Bonceng 3? I only have a bike" Jeny protested.

"Haha, yes, I will borrow a motorbike om adin ajja" said the son.

"Whatever" exclaimed Jeny.

After finishing the boring family meeting, we drove down the road.

Mumpung is still noon.

"Where are we.

"Mangrove forest" exclaimed Jeny.

"The forest???" my inner.

Not far it turns out its location, not as far as the charity beach yesterday.

When entering I think what mangrove forest is like because it had never been to mangrove forest before. It turns out like this.

Jeny bought snacks outside and cold bottled drinks to us.

"Hows it? it's right here", exclaimed Jeny.

"yeah. That's pretty good" I replied.

I'm observing around. The son then pulled my hand closer to his side.

"Jen' take us dong" exclaimed the son.

"Ok, ready" Jeny replied as she prepared her camera.

Many of our silly poses, up to romantic poses.

"Eh wait wait, why do you guys fit, but you are sodaraan haha" jeny sneered.

I just smile lightly. Jeny's wrong. Only I like him son. Son no.

I also need to be self-conscious.

"Jen, you can go home alone, I want to take Lidya to another place" said the son.

"Haha ngusir nih Yee, yes yes. Then I also need to" replied Jeny while saying goodbye to go home.

"Have fun" exclaimed Jeny, he waved his hand.

"Where is the important ajja you" said the son arrived.

I hit his shoulder.

"Alay Lo's. Womb!" my screeches.

He also laughed.

"Gombalin's own brother can haha" he mocked.

"As much as Lo deh put" I replied.

We came out of the mangrove forest, put on a helmet, and when I remembered Bimo, he always treated me like this.

I cannot lose with memories. These are new memories that I may only remember.

I'm sitting on a motor matic owned by his son. The motor drove slowly, I hugged the son from behind.

We went home for a while to pray ashar, then walked again.

Upon arriving at his destination, I saw a large inscription in the garden, the Garden anchored. I smiled for a moment. Docked up?

The son took me to the end of the park, and saw the expanse of sea from the top of the park. What a beautiful twilight.

"Selfi yuk" take me.

Son according. We're holding hands now.

I let go of our handrails.

"Sorry son. I don't want to misunderstand" I exclaimed.

"meaning? misunderstand how?" ask putra.

"Misunderstanding thinks you like me, not as a brother but as the woman you love" I explained.

A moment of silence between us.

"You don't misunderstand me" replied the son.

"What do you mean?" ask me.

"I do like you as a woman, not as a brother" explained the son.

I really didn't expect this son's statement.

The sun was falling down, as if it were going to sink into the ocean.

"But.." the son held my hand, put my palm on his chest.

"I'm sorry I love you Lidya" she said.

My heart is beating really fast right now. My face was blushing, but I was trying to neutralize my feelings.

"Our love is forbidden" I insisted.

"We? you like me too?" ask putra.

I'm ashamed to answer, but I can't lie anymore.

I can only nod slowly.

We then held hands again.

"But we are brothers. We can't possibly succeed" I exclaimed.

"I know that" replied the son briefly.

Along the way we held hands towards the parking lot.

My son wears a helmet on me.

It's late, soon magrib.

We'll be back to the hotel soon.

My heart is blossoming right now but..... I realized, our love is complicated. I don't know what we'll be like. Our love is forbidden.

I look up at the sky of the hotel.