Don't Call Me Fat
Sunday Night.

I entered papa's room.

Without tapping and logging in, bring the file he requested.

Papa smiled to see me coming.

There's a secretary next to him.

Papa's smile turned confused looking at my appearance. Leather jackets, black body pants and brown women's boots.

"Don't ever bother me like this again!" say me.

"Look how rude he is" said papa to his secretary.

Papa approached me and took the file.

"Lidya Wijaya, it doesn't feel like it's this big, he doesn't even think about how troublesome it is to grow up all this time, only in this order he says troublesome, haha. But my son is beautiful" exclaimed papa.

Papa's secretary just nodded.

''ih what the hell, my task is done, I say goodbye, Assalamualaikum" I cried as I stepped away.

"Well at least he now knows how to say goodbye" he exclaimed and then began to contact the client for miting.

Just out of the papa room, many pairs of eyes saw me. Whispering whispered.

I saw Nuraini running towards me.

"De' Lidya, sorry well earlier I did not know you" he exclaimed.

"Yes gpp really, relax" I replied as I brushed my hair that began to be long again. Like a shampoo advertisement.

All eyes are staring at me.

Keysha gawked at my face that had taken off the mask.

"What's Aunt Keysha, how come you're dumb? I'm too pretty, huh?" tease me.

Keysha woke up from her daydream.

"Ah, it's still a boy" she replied.

"What?!" my screeches.

"Yes, kid, come home, good school. This is not a playground" he exclaimed.

Nuraini approached us and pinched Keysha's arm.

"I'm sorry well, she doesn't know you, you're heartbroken on the road" Nuraini exclaimed, bowing respectfully while forcing Keysha to salute me.

"Who is he? why in our office is there a kid running around anyway?" keysha Protest.

I smiled thinly.

I just gave her a thumbs up and then came down with a cynical smile.

Made her emotions but Nuraini stopped her action to attack me.

"Stop Keysha! he's Rudi's son! who do you think you're fighting now?" nuraini.

Keysha was surprised not to play. The look on his face turned fearful, he was very afraid of Mr. Rudi. Their boss.

"Campus me, the boy will not report strange to his father?" yell keysha worried.

"That's it" Nuraini replied as she returned to her room.

I pulled my hair. Stepping into the parking lot wearing a helmet and riding my big bike.

Some of the employees who were kepo began to peek out from behind the office window.

"It's cool style, can bring a big motor" cried other employees.

"What cool, ordinary ajja tuh" answered keysha still do not believe.

"Haha say ajja Lo envies" cried another.

When I got home, I went into the kitchen, forgot to eat lunch.

......🌺🌺🌺......

Son sunning his clothes and his grandmother.

Aunt Luna approached her.

"Son, don't you go home? we've been here for a week, isn't your mama alive? what else Aunty heard you in a moment of national examination" cried Aunt Luna.

The son glanced for a moment while continuing to dry clothes.

"Kasian grandma if I stay" she replied.

"And there is aunty who keeps her, gpp kok, safe, hand over to Auntie, go back to school" cried Aunt Luna.

"Tante ngusir me?" ask putra.

"That's not it, Aunt is just worried about your school, Auntie is happy that you are here to take care of grandma, but you can't stay here for as long" said Aunt Luna

"Hm, good, the day after I came home" replied the son.

"You can look at grandma, whenever you want" she said.

"Yes" answered the son briefly, bringing the empty basin inside, for all the clothes were already in the clothesline.

Silence father and son watched the son from now on.

"Clara look, he is a man but not prestige to hang clothes, dream ghosts" said Mr. Haris, his father Clara.

"Yes bah, Clara know kok" cried Clara.

Quiet Clara did like her son, her best friend since childhood.

......🌺🌺🌺......

Grey Sunday night.

I was alone in the room, bored. Not when he was studying.

Suddenly, my dad came into my room.

I was surprised because he didn't knock on the door.

"What else is it?" ask me.

"Let's join papa to the wedding anniversary party temen papa" he invited her.

"What?!" I could be the same mom!" my protest.

"Yes we have 3 go, quickly change clothes, papa wait below" he exclaimed.

"Why should I come!" I started to rebel.

Papa approached me and held the chin of my face.

"Dandan is beautiful. Don't protest too much" he said.

I grinned and started to get out of bed.

No intention at all for the road tonight.

I grabbed just any peach-colored dress, not much polish her makeup thin ajja.

I went downstairs wearing a mini sling bag.

Papa was stunned looking at me who came down from above.

"Well, what a beautiful son this papa" he praised.

My mom looked at me while smiling.

We got in the car to the party.

"Anniversary wedding, it's a parent's event, why try me to come, very ethical" said me during the car.

"Had gone, don't be angry when her beauty faded" exclaimed papa.

Mama and papa glanced at each other with a smile, like they were better, hm thank goodness if so.

"A quick look at the info, your soul mate will be one school with you Now, cool right" said papa.

"What!!" my screeches. Almost choked I heard her.

Papa laughed at me.

The event was held at a five-star hotel.

I started to get off the car looking around.

Average parents all. It's very comfortable.

Papa's embracing me.

"Come" take her.

3 We entered the building.

Papa immediately invited me to meet his friend.

"Well, Mr. Rudi, the family has come" cried Mr. Eric Abidal, papa's friend, older than papa, who has an event.

I looked around with a flat expression.

Luxurious. The first impression I saw.

"Oh yes this is my son, Lidya" exclaimed papa to om Eric.

"What's so beautiful to you, so this is my daughter-in-law's name?" Eric glanced at papa.

Papa smiled as he lifted his thumb.

The son-in-law candidate said that? cih, so confident are you Eric, my inner.

Obviously later, I will reject the matchmaking from papa.

Enak ajja, the era of Siti Nurbaya.